Laramie

I hate the holidays and Greek island resorts.

Guess whos stuck with both on a last-minute business trip?

Oh, and my boss? A seven-foot minotaur whos hotter than a roasted chestnut.

Im scrooged, and so is my career.

Kotos

I built a dating empire connecting monsters and humans. But my love life? Extinct as my species.

Until my marketing whiz decks my halls with sarcasm and holiday spite. Now Im wondering if shes the gift I never knew I needed.

With a crucial deal on thin ice and a rival plotting my downfall, were facing more than mistletoe mishaps.

Can the last minotaur alive find love and save his legacy?

Or will our bond get tangled in tinsel before the ball drops?

Feral instincts unleash an alphas power.

Nico

Grief drove me to fur. Feral madness kept me locked there for years.

Then I found her—my fated mate, a reluctant alpha with enough fire to match my own.

Her fangs marked me. Claimed me. Now, her pack is my pack. Her fight is my fight.

I cant keep her, not with the blood on my hands and the enemies at my back.

But Ill be damned if I let her run from her destiny.

Elise

Im poison to my pack. A ticking time bomb of destruction.

My fathers cruel, iron-fisted legacy haunts me. My wolf can still taste his blood on her fangs, a constant reminder of my sins.

None of that matters to him. Nico. A feral rogue who sees through my lies and awakens the power Ive fought to bury.

One reckless night, one impulsive bite—and another sin is seared into my soul.

But the syndicate that hunted Nico for years has caught his scent, and theyre howling to finish what they started.

They threatened my pack. They tried to put down my mate.

Theyve awakened the alpha within me, and Ill defend whats mine with fangs and claws.

Deeper in the mountains than the Crescent Hollow pack dares tread, the Dusk Valley Wolves are hunting their fated mates. Tamed by the Alpha Wolf features a grumpy alpha-in-denial, a broken rogue with a haunted past, and a spicy paranormal romance that bites back.

Brielle

They say every action has consequences, but I never thought eating crow would be this hard.

My fancy car is on the verge of a breakdown and my clothes are seasons out of date. All I have left is my cousin, a woman I bullied mercilessly when we were children. I don't deserve her kindness.

But I have nowhere else to go.

My dad took the money and ran, and now everyone is after me.

Then Orion, the rugged hunk of a one night stand from a year ago, walks in and my whole body is more than ready for his flavor of distraction.

Orion

She's mine.

A year ago I let her walk away. But now Brielle is in my territory and I plan to keep her.

She doesn't know she's my mate, but every kiss brings us closer together.

Two problems: she doesn't know shifters exist. And her dad's a notorious shifter killer.

Once she's in my bed, she's not walking away, but I can't let her dad get away with what he's done.

But will my mate stay with me when her father's blood is on my hands?

Deeper in the mountains than the Crescent Hollow pack dares tread, the Dusk Valley Wolves are hunting their fated mates. For readers who enjoy a possessive, protective wolf shifter, a troubled by determined heroine, and a spicy HEA.

The more I resist, the tighter his shadows coil around me…

Ayana

Everything I've ever loved has been stolen from me. My family. My settlement. Even my freedom, after the Matriarch herself placed a collar around my neck to control the magic in my veins. My days are spent healing her soldiers, only to watch them spread more bloodshed across the galaxy.

Until a shadowy figure infiltrates the fortress and snatches me from my bed. The dreaded wraith king is as dangerous as he is seductive, with eyes like the evening suns and lies of my freedom on his lips. He wants my power to destroy the Matriarch, but I'll be damned if I'll trade one commanding jailer for another.

Soren

I'm carved from the shadows of Gamarr, a king turned predator waging war against the monster who annihilated my world. Ayana, a human verdant with the power to bring the venterran scum to their knees—she's the key to my revenge.

Abducting her from the Matriarch's clutches was just the start; now, I have to convince her that our bond is more than a means to a bloody end. Her fiery defiance and iron will only stoke the flames of my hunger, driving me to claim her, body and soul.

She sees me as no better than her previous master, but with every electric touch, every shared secret, I'll prove what I've known from the moment I first caught her scent.

Ayana is my Cor Umbra, my shadow's heart, and when our power melds together, the venterrans will be nothing but cosmic dust beneath our boots.

Fire all thrusters for a world where love strikes as fast and fierce as a supernova. Taken by the Wraith King is a standalone alien romance in the Abducted by the Ruthless Royal series. For readers who crave sizzling fated mates, damsels who step up, and assassin kings not afraid to kill for their claims.

What is fate but desire set in stone?

Gwen

Running an antique shop is more dust and desk work than ancient artifacts and dodging boulders. Or so I tell myself when vampires attack, seeking a strange diadem my fingers itch to place on my head. Alone, outnumbered, Im another loss in a war I dont understand—only to be rescued by a high flying escape on wings of stone.

Onyx eyes dont lie when my gargoyle guardian explains Im a witch with a target on my back. His solemn vow to protect me feels as solid as his carved chest, and his chiseled arms offer a safety Ive never known.

But he guards a secret that threatens to break the one relic I cant salvage—my heart.

Garrex

Cursed to stillness by day and living stone by night, Ive spent centuries atoning for my failure and waiting. For her, for Gwen, my mate.

Her fiery spirit and stubborn determination draw me in like a moth to a flame, even as her reckless bravery tests the limits of my patience. With every glimpse of her untamed magic, I find myself falling deeper under the captivating witchs spell.

But the shadows of my past are relentless, and Gwen is hunted by the same ancient evil that claimed my previous ward.

I vow to guard Gwen with my life, my love, my everything—even if the truth of my ruin shatters the bond between us.

Protected by the Cursed Gargoyle is a standalone paranormal romance novella in the My Monster, My Protector series. Perfect for fans of steamy fated mates, crafty heroines with dangerous destinies, and insistent, brooding bodyguard gargoyle heroes.

Duty demands sacrifice, but love demands everything

Maddy

I've always been the one to smooth over my brother's reckless streaks, but this time he's crossed a line.

I thought I was clever signing up as a mail-order bride. Our way out, our shelter from a vengeful enemy.

I didn't count on Rafe. The oh-so-growly alpha's icy blues see through my carefully crafted lies, while his heated touch burns down all my defenses.

My wolf has never been so alive. So obsessed. So ready to submit to his claim.

But trust has never come easy, and I'm technically on the run until I'm marked and mated.

Rafe

Order and the pack rule my life with iron claws. Stability must be secured, even if it means mating a stranger.

But when Maddy arrives with secrets sharper than fangs, my instincts snarl to protect and possess her.

She's the match I never wanted lit, an unbidden flame licking at the corners of my control.

Only, Maddy's secrets are howling at the edge of my territory, and my fierce she-wolf is the price for peace.

I will claim Maddy as my mate, and face down any menace, because turning back on our bond is a fate worse than war.

Claire

My first winter without my wonderful Grandpa was supposed to be me, some snow, and a serious planning sesh for the artist retreat I'm opening.

Then the power goes out and I can't light a fire to save my life. Now I'm stranded in a blizzard with nowhere to go.

I'm rescued by my hot, brooding neighbor. And I learn he has a secret.

He's been watching me. Sketching me. Those smoldering dark eyes do more than just thaw me out.

So I offer to be his figure model. His hands trace my curves as he poses me, leaving me a breathless mess.

I just never expected he'd turn into a wolf.

Kai

She's been my obsession since she stepped into this town. I've sketched page after page of her smiles, her eyes, the curves I want to memorize with my tongue.

There's no way I'm leaving her to freeze.

There's no way I'm not offering to help warm her up.

But my beast is spiraling and my sister's mate—my new alpha—is looking for a reason to put me down.

Like recklessly revealing my wolf, or the ghosts of my past looking to settle old scores.

Now Claire's caught in the middle where no human belongs and I'll make the world bleed to keep her safe.

Then I'll give her my mark and make her mine.

Deeper in the mountains than the Crescent Hollow pack dares tread, the Dusk Valley Wolves are hunting their fated mates. Get snowed in with Posing for the Artist Wolf, a spicy paranormal romance for readers craving a possessive, brooding wolf shifter who won't stand to see his mate shiver… unless he's the cause.

Its all fun and games until you find yourself sacrificed on your wedding day

Josephine

I never expected till death do us part to mean a literal brush with death. One moment, Im sealing my vows with a kiss; the next, Im the sacrifice for a demons claim. Instead of the sharp sting of a blade, I find myself wrapped in the dark embrace of Azrael, a reaper with eyes that burn like emerald flames and coax me into sin.

Now Im at his mercy, a pawn in his fight. Every dark command stirs a dangerous desire, every heated touch brands my body as his.

But theres another with a claim on my soul, and Claunecks preparing to collect

Azrael

I bargained my soul away on a lie, and now my eternity is spent ushering others to their afterlife. Josephine wasnt mine to reap, but Ive always had a reckless streak. She was meant to be Claunecks offering; stealing her was supposed to be a jab in the old demons eye.

But her scent beckons like a siren and her big doe eyes hold a flickering darkness I want to tease out and tame. To claim her is to start a war against my lord, but to resist is to deny the intoxicating bond between us.

Clauneck demands the return of his prize, but theres a power in her, simmering under the surface, that I need.

Shes the torch to ignite the vengeance we both crave, and Ill spend my next eternity worshiping her as my queen.