I’m not just my pack’s second-in-command. I’m its historian, its guardian, and its strongest defender. So when Max sends me to investigate a neighboring pack with a trail of ritualistic murders, I accept—reluctantly. The alpha there doesn’t believe in women doing anything but birthing pups. I have no patience for that kind of ignorance. But when I meet Jacques, the pack's sheriff, everything shifts. He’s scarred, both inside and out. Strong, but held back by an injury that robbed him of his birthright. He doesn't see himself as worthy. I see nothing but strength. As the danger ...

Hunting my fated mates, I thought I was a predator. Turns out I'm the prey.Fresh from a messy divorce and stuck in a dead-end job, the last thing I expected was to discover I have four fated mates. Even more shocking? They're all fragments of one fae prince’s shattered soul placed in new bodies. Now I'm on a dangerous quest through a magical realm, pursuing the scattered shards of my mate - a brooding alpha who treats me like divine punishment, a shadow-wielding captor with heated glances, a scholarly recluse hiding deadly scars, and my beloved housecat trapped in shifter form. Loving. ...

Three immortal monsters. A cursed manor. And the blood magic that binds us all. The Gothic mansion I inherited wasn’t vacant. A curse traps three monsters within the grounds, doomed by choices made two centuries ago. The vampire whose hunger matches mine. The naga who coils around my heart. The gargoyle whose stone walls mirror my own. The manor's magic pulls at something deep within me, awakening desires I never knew existed. Now I'm caught between three powerful beings who've never had to share. And each claims a piece of my soul. But my family secrets aren't the only shadows lurking in...

I accidentally summoned a naked wolf god who says we’re fated mates—and now he’s magically tethered to my office mirror. He’s arrogant, ancient, and annoyingly shirtless. Also? He’s stuck within feet of me, thanks to a magical curse I triggered with one stupid incantation. Titus says he’s a forgotten Roman wolf god. Which would be easier to believe if he didn’t look like a gladiator who bench-presses betrayal for fun. I need him for my dissertation. He needs me to break a bond neither of us asked for. So we make a deal. A terrible, sparks-flying, tension-thick deal. One steamy...

Dakota, a meteorologist with a sharp tongue and a sense of humour as dark as her own luck, never expected that accepting a secret government project would leave her stranded in the mountains of an alien planet, separated from her mission companions. Not even in her worst nightmares would she have prophesied that her luck could be even worse, landing her in the hands of an injured dragon who looked at her as if she were a delicious steak to be devoured by his enormous teeth. Worst of all was that the idea didn't displease her too much, especially when she discovered that the enormous ...