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At War With a Broken Heart

by Dahlia Donovan

Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance

What’s the perfect recipe for an emotional MMM romance?

One autistic coffee shop owner, one morose mug maker, and a mostly cheerful police detective.

Fie Morogh Russell goes off to war with a broken heart and returns with a shattered spirit. He hermits away in Bideford, Devon, making mugs, with his service dog, Haggard, for company. Post-traumatic stress turns every memory into a minefield, and life is dismal with one or two rare exceptions.

Davet Heuse drags his younger brother to Bideford for a new start. Both autistic, the two siblings have fought hard to enjoy freedom by the seaside. While Davet runs a coffee shop from his tiny house, his brother pursues his dream at university.

Detective Sidney Little has transitioned from military service to the police force easily. His unrequited crushes and his estranged father are the only points of frustration in his life. He hasn’t quite figured out how to deal with either problem.

When a tragic accident brings Davet’s world crashing down around him, can Fie and Sid help him through the pain of loss?

In this May- December romance with a twist, three men struggle through one obstacle after the other to somehow find themselves in love on the other side.

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Dahlia Donovan wrote her first romance series after a crazy dream about shifters and damsels in distress. She prefers irreverent humour and unconventional characters. An autistic and occasional hermit, her life wouldn’t be complete without her husband and her massive collection of books and video games.

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“You refused to call me anything at all for years. And how is where I live any of your business?”
Fie honestly didn’t want to revisit their failed relationship. “What’s changed? Did your latest fling kick
you out?”
“I missed you. Us, even.” Edmund gestured towards Haggard, Fie’s blue merle border collie
service dog, stretched out across a blanket in his corner of the pottery shed. “I can help. What can your
old mutt do that I can’t?”
“Help? You broke me. You lost the right to put me back together.” Fie wiped absently at the sheen
of sweat on his brow; he hadn’t even gotten close to his kiln yet. Why am I suddenly overheating? “Sod
off with you back to your posh London penthouse.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Hell.” Fie dragged a hand roughly through his greying hair. His dark brown eyes examined
Edmund and found him relatively unchanged. Still as selfish as ever. He’d missed seeing the fault in his
ex-lover’s personality until far too late. “Well, I hope the apology made it all better for you. I still feel like
shite.”
“I’m sorry.” Edmund was trying for heartfelt, but it came out sulky to Fie.
“You sent me off to war with a broken heart.” Fie stood up suddenly, knocking his stool over. He
dwarfed Edmund with his tall, bulky, almost bearlike frame. “Now I’m shipping you off to London. I
imagine it’s far less dangerous than disarming explosives in the desert, and you’re certainly not as
emotionally shattered as I was.”