The O'Hanlon Trilogy
Money. Family. Power.
Everything else is a waste of Ciarán’s time.
As the eldest son of the O’Hanlon Family, Ciarán knows it’s his responsibility to carry the weight of their sins on his shoulders. He will do anything to protect them at any cost.
When his sister, Eevee, finds more trouble than she bargained for, Ciarán’s world turns upside down by the secrets she holds.
Will tragedy bring them together or divide them forever?
I’m known as “The Cleaner.” If you’re wondering why, it’s because when I’m on the job, you’d never know I was ever there. You’d never know anyone was involved; I’m that good.
What I’m not so good at is my personal life. I’m one of four O’Hanlon’s. As much as my brothers and I butt heads, we have each other’s back—no matter what. We weren’t so good at keeping our thumbs on our sister, Eevee, though. We lost track of her, and when she came back into our lives, we weren’t able to protect her like we had always pledged to. She was murdered before our eyes. She wasn’t the target, but that information doesn’t bring her back. Now all we are left with is: memories, a million questions, and massive amounts of rage. But that’s not all we have; we have Brigid.
Brigid is our seven-year-old niece that we knew nothing about until Eevee left her in our care. We must do a better job at keeping her safe. While we do that, Savanna will help me raise her as our own. She’s counting on me for her protection, as well.
My entire life has been manipulated by other’s lies and secrets. Choices have been taken out of my hands before I even knew they existed. Loved ones have been ripped from my life. Yet, somehow, I am supposed to guide others down the road of forgiveness.
I am Father Ronan O’Hanlon, but I may not be for long. Situations have arisen that are making me consider walking away from a calling I never got in the first place. Where will I go, though? Fall in full swing with my birthright as a member of the O’Hanlon family, where I can master the art of secrets and lies?
All I’ve known is the Church, my parishioners, and the women I’ve blessed with my own holy spirit. I don’t know how to be anything but the collar around my neck. All I can do is pray for a miracle for my family and guidance for me.
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