Jessie Boswell

I was exiled by my pack three years ago when we found out that I’m a double alpha; too powerful to exist amid my own kind. I should have been put to death, but the council spared me. Now, I have to live by a bunch of rules. I’m not allowed to take a mate. There are no babies in my future. Humans can never find out what I am. No problem! At least it wasn’t a problem until now.

I was exiled by my pack over ten years ago. Why? Because I’m different and different is apparently bad. They are dead to me. I’m better off without them. I know the feeling is mutual. I built a cabin in the woods, away from humans…away from everyone and everything. Some might say I’m a hermit, but I like it just fine. The whole world can go to hell for all I care. I’ve carved out a place where I can just be. I’m at peace. That’s when she blunders onto my land.

I’m beaten and tossed out like yesterday’s garbage. I was destined to be the alpha of my pack and now I’m nothing. Less than freaking nothing. I’m one of them, yet they treat me like an abomination. Worth less than the dirt I’m bleeding on. They did this to me, all because I’m different, because I’m apparently too powerful, or will be soon. I’ve been exiled by my pack. Then she comes along. A sweet human. She’s decided she’s going to help me…or rather, help my wolf. She’s not afraid of me, but she should be.

Imagine witnessing your mother’s brutal murder. Imagine not being able to remember a single thing about what happened, even though you were there. It doesn’t matter how hard I try: I. Can’t. Remember! I was just a small boy when it happened. I must have tried to defend her because I have the scars that prove it. My wounds should have healed completely. They didn’t. My scars are my constant reminder of what the Moones did...what they took away from us. My mother died in agony. A piece of my father died along with her.

Ethan Frost is everything a woman could want in a man. He's rich, gorgeous, powerful, and one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. But that's not why I'm with him. I love Ethan for all the things no one else gets to see: his innate kindness, his reckless spontaneity, his unwavering determination to use his brilliance for good. I love the way he looks at me, the way he touches me, the way he makes me forget the wreckage of my past and the twisted fear that still lives inside me.

Ethan Frost is a visionary, a genius, every woman's deepest, darkest fantasy- e ven mine. And, somehow, I am his. He stole into my life like a dream. He turned my reality upside down and made my every desire come true - especially those I never knew I had. He demanded everything I had to give and gave me everything of himself in return. But dreams don't last forever, and ours is no exception - because my nightmares are darker and my wounds deeper than I could ever reveal.

One minute you’re a struggling graphic designer in L.A. who's finally coming to terms with being single forever, and the next, you're flying to New York in a private jet to get engaged to your ex-boyfriend’s older brother. At least...that’s what everyone thinks. Forced to clean up his playboy image in order to protect his company, Beckham Sinclair, the city’s most eligible billionaire bachelor, wants me to be his fake fiancée and personal assistant. Now I'm spending every spare second with a man I thought I’d never see again.

Lily isn’t exactly thrilled with her arrival in the Afterlife, but what awaits her there is more fantastical than she ever could have imagined: Deities wait in line at the coffee shop. Fae flit between realms. Souls find ways to make death a beginning. As she explores the many corners of the Afterlife, Lily finds herself surprisingly drawn to a place most people would avoid at all costs: Hell. Armed with years of customer service experience and pent-up sarcasm, Lily carves a job out for herself amongst Hell’s demons, sending souls to their rightful circles with more than a hint of sass.

When the fight comes to us and we have to leave the packlands, were we really going somewhere safe, or could it be possible that we still had no idea who we were really fighting? Power seemed to attract violence in our world and it was time to decide if we were going to fight back or find another way to survive.

The pack is balancing on an edge, trying to hold together after the last fight tried to tear them apart. Calli throws herself into trying to learn as much magic as she can, and her mates watch on helplessly as her obsession starts to take over. But old enemies are rising, and a surprising party reaches out, requesting aid. Now, facing everything she's lost, Calli needs to make a decision. Can she rise above the hate, the loss, the heartbreaking reality of what's happened and help those who need it?