Danika is too young and innocent, but also the daughter of Damien’s best friend. He should stay away, but he’s imprinted on her, and that means he has to have her.

Danika Harrison has loved Damien Locke since she knew what the emotion was. He might be older than her, but she doesn’t care because she wants him. When they share one night together and he tells her he has imprinted on her, she knows she is lost for the older man.

Damien, a lion shifter, and friend of Danika’s father, forced himself to leave his mate behind for four years. He’s imprinted on her, and that means he can’t walk away again. Now that his animal has awakened for her, he is obsessed, possessive for Danika, and can’t let her go. She is his and she’ll wear his mark to prove it.

Note: previously published under the same title and author name.

It was the annual Krampusnacht Festival in my little, snow-covered, European village. But this year, things were different. They took a dark turn, where I was the prey to a very dangerous predator.

And that villain is a towering figure clad in horns, fur, and chains. His crimson eyes gleamed from behind the Krampus mask.

He stalked me through the festival, his shadow merging with the eerie glow of lanterns. I feared him… but there was also something obscene that called out to my deepest desires.

When the masked demon finally had me alone, cornered me so I was away from anyone who could help, giving in seemed easier than fighting.

He whispered promises of monstrous pleasures, his voice laced with sin and vile obsession. Each stolen touch and growl from this predator pulled me deeper, twisting me tighter with a desire I didnt want to explore too deeply… because it felt so right.

But when I ripped away the allure of his beastly mask, one that promised pleasure became even more salacious when I stared back at a man I had no business being with.

A man twenty years older than me.

The one person who held a power dynamic over me that made a relationship with him forbidden.

A spicy winter collection that contains the following titles:

Just the Tip

He broke into my house, watched me sleep.

He was dressed in black and wore a mask, telling me I could run but he’d catch me.

It was just the tip… of his tongue on my body, his weapon at my throat. It was just the tip of sweetness and fear that held me close and refused to let me go.

All I could do was surrender. It was bittersweet and an encounter I didn’t know if I’d live to see the end of.

His Big Package

We’d been thrown together for the holidays, him playing Santa and me Mrs. Claus.

It was a professional relationship that turned out to be anything but.

And my inexperience should have had me frightened by the way he looked at me… like he imagined me naked and spread eagle just for him.

1214 Bad Boy Ave.

He was a decade older, rough around the edges, covered in tattoos, and so muscular I couldn’t help but feel like he’d snap me in half… in the best of ways.

I sure as hell wanted to be bent like his personal pretzel.

But could I really be his roommate?

My libido wouldn’t survive, but I was up for the challenge.

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? Big Bad Wolf: In the depths of Romanias forests, one woman discovers her fated mate in a powerful wolf shifter.

? Ember: As the world crumbles to ashes, one woman finds her destiny entwined with that of a dragon shifter.

? The Beast: A dark retelling of Beauty and the Beast where the Beast never becomes the prince.

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When my twin brother found out I went on a date, he made sure to show me no one could have me but him. ??Him and his teammates, that is.

*Inc*st or pseudo-inc*st

I was a psychopath. A taker of lives.

I was cold, calculated, and merciless.

Over the years, I hunted for my perfect prey and took those lives without hesitation. I fed on the thrill of controlling them and, ultimately, watching them exhale their last breath.

I was sick, and there was no cure for what I had.

But then I saw Isla, and I knew one thing: I wanted her.

She fascinated me in a way not even taking lives had.

So I followed her, watched her, and when the time was right… I took her.

She wasn’t like the others. Her defiance and fearlessness ignited something even more twisted inside me. She made my dark beast rise and take notice until she was the one who consumed me.

That should terrify me. Instead, it captivated me.

She was my perfect trophy.

I thought taking her life would be the ultimate high. How wrong I was.

I became obsessed. And as our sinister connection deepened, I wrestled with my primal urges—torn between the desire to destroy her and the unsettling need to claim her as mine.

Would my dark and twisted desires keep her safe, or would it end up consuming the both of us?

When I set out on a trip through Europe, I was searching for adventure and freedom—something to reset my life.

But my dreams quickly twisted into a nightmare when I was taken by a mysterious and dangerous man.

Now, trapped in his secluded, terrifyingly beautiful prison, I knew he wouldn't let me go.

He told me I was his, that he'd been watching me from the shadows.

Fear and desperation consumed me, but they began to fade as I realized how much he… cared for me.

He's obsessed, and it became more obvious with each dominating touch and the possessive look in his eyes when he watched me.

As the days blurred into nights, I tried to fight my changing feelings, tried to ignore the strange pull I felt toward him.

Confusion and desire twisted inside me, and I started questioning everything I once knew.

I'm beginning to wonder if I'm losing my mind because… I think I'm falling for him.

It started as a masquerade-themed company party.

It ended up with me drinking too many glasses of champagne and having a one-night stand with a masked stranger in a back room.

The sex had been filthy, kinky, and he'd gotten me off three times. And all of that happened without me even taking my dress off.

I felt no shame that I let a complete stranger f*ck me. It actually turned me on more.

It wasn't until the next morning, when the booze fog cleared, that I looked through my camera roll on my phone.

It wasn't the explicit pictures he'd taken of us that shocked me.

It was the fact that I'd slept with… my boss.

The Lycans Volume One contains the following titles:

The King

Luna

I was eighteen.

He was over two hundred years old.

I was an inexperienced vampire exploring Eastern Europe by myself.

Banner was the king of the Scottish Lycans.

He was huge. I was small. And he wouldn't take no for an answer.

Talk about a forbidden, age-gap romance.

Our meeting had been nothing short of happenstance, luck of the draw, a strike of fate, or one of the many other things people say when you meet the one person meant to be yours and yours alone.

But we were meant to be together. Fated mates by destiny.

Maybe I should have fought the attraction. Maybe I should have played hard to get. Especially when my Lycan mate was so big and burly, growly and an over-the-top alpha?

But where was the fun in that?

Big Bad Wolf

Mikalina

It was spur of the moment, maybe reckless, definitely a shock to everyone I knew when I decided to take a trip across the ocean to a foreign country and stay for an undetermined amount of time

Renting out a cottage in a tiny European village whose residents barely spoke English was the perfect escape from overbearing parents, fake friends, and a future that seemed bleak. And helping out an elderly woman with her shopping to earn some extra cash seemed easy enough.

Mindless, hour-long walks through the thick woods that surrounded said village also sounded ideal. No Internet. No television. And just the bare basics to get me by.

Perfection. Stress-free. Exactly what I needed.

Or maybe I was wrong about it all.

I felt someone or something watching me from the darkened, dangerous woods.

I felt someone—something—stalking me.

I didn't know what or who it was, but I knew with certainty it wasn't human… and that it wanted me.

Ren

I wasn't human, not completely.

A Lycan—a centuries-old wolf-like creature that was feared by all, stronger than anything on the planet, and who was only ever after one thing.

My mate.

For over three hundred years, I had one purpose in life. Find her, the one female born to be mine. My female who'd cause the Linking Instinct—that supernatural connection that told me she was mine and I hers—to finally take root and make me whole.

And for hundreds of years, I'd been alone, saving myself for my mate, never stopping the search.

Until I scented her, saw her, finally felt my heart beat and the blood rush through my veins with hope and anticipation.

Mine.

She didn't see me, but she sensed me. And she ran. She couldn't possibly know how much the chase turned me on.

I didn't know how I'd make her understand I could never let her go, that nothing and no one would stop me from making her mine.

Because once a Lycan found his mate… nothing in this world, nothing supernatural or human, could keep him from her.

Jackson King bought my virginity. He didn't know I'd give it to him for free.

Jackson: I wanted her from the moment I first saw her and nothing would keep me from her. Maybe I was a bastard for buying her. But she was mine and in my world, when I wanted something, I took it. And I wanted her. She was bought and paid for. Collateral damage when her father failed to uphold his end of the deal. They think it's only for a week. They're wrong. I'm keeping her.

Megan: My father couldn't fulfill a debt to Jackson King. Jackson didn't seem to mind—not when he got me as his payment. He wanted my virginity, wanted to own me. He was wicked, evil, and dirty, but I didn't care—I wanted to be his.

The Alpha

Evelyn

I'd never felt like I was missing anything in my life, not until my only friend left to start a journey to find out her own history. It had been clear in the ugliest way that I relied on her company too much over the years.

I needed to make my own path, create my own story.

But then one video call changed my entire life, and I was thrown into a new world where creatures that had only ever been in fiction and movies were now very much real.

And one of them was coming after me.

A werewolf—Lycan—from myth and lore.

He said I was his. He said he was coming for me.

So there was only one thing for me to do. Run.

Cian said he wouldn't stop until he found me, until he put his mark on my neck. He said he'd go to the ends of the world to make me his mate in all ways.

He'd have one hell of a chase on his hands, because I wasn't going to make this easy on him.

That was my plan until everything changed–and someone else was hunting us.

Bite Marks

Adryan

I was ruthless, brutal. A sociopath by all accounts. The leader of the American Vampire Clan, a male who all feared because I was merciless.

And then I found my mate. Kayla. So fragile. Breakable. So human.

I'd make her mine, and she'd hate me for it. I wanted to give her pain with pleasure, wanted to break her skin and lick up the blood I spilled… take Kayla into me like she'd take me into her.

I'd have her surrendering to my needs. I'd give her my body but wouldn't be able to give her my heart.

How could I when it wasn't something I had to offer, when I was nothing but a coldhearted killer?

So when the threats come to my front door, it's time to show my female she's mated to the most dangerous vampire in the world.

The Lycans Volume Four contains the following titles:

The Wild

Odhran

The moment I found her, my fated mate—the only good and right thing in my dark, hollow life—she was taken from me by my enemies.

She was gone, ripped from my arms, a feeling more painful than if my heart had been torn from my chest.

I changed that day. I didn't see myself as Odhran, loyal soldier to the king of the Scottish Lycans, any longer. I became scarred, emotionless… soulless.

And over the decades, I became stronger, more deadly. I turned into a killing machine, a warlord who took lives because mine had no meaning any longer.

I realized I became this male for a reason, a purpose. To take down the organization that stole and enslaved what was mine by right and fate. And I knew that because I found her. I found them.

They thought they could take her, keep my mate from me. They didn't know I'd destroy them because of it.

The Fall

Sebastian

I was a ruthless monster. A right-hand enforcer to the most powerful sociopathic vampire in the world.

The only thing that mattered was satiating my bloodthirst for killing.

When it came time to take out the Assembly, a group of demented humans who used creatures of the Otherworld for their own sick entertainment,I was ready to litter the ground with their corpses.

And I did my job well.

But when I woke up in the middle of nowhere and realized I'd been thrust into another dimension, the idea of death was a sweet relief.

But then I was found by an unlikely ally. She saved me.

This tiny Fae female with pointed ears, tiny fangs, deep red hair, and freckles that made me hungry and thirsty and dying to see every part of her.

Ada. My mate.

It was an enemies-to-lovers start, where it was her and me against everything else in this dangerous new world.

And for the first time in my life I actually… wanted something for myself. I wanted to protect instead of kill.

I wanted to love instead of hate.

I just didn't know if I could ever be anything but the villain of my own story.

And Then There Was collection contains the following titles:

And Then There Was Her

My job had taken me into the city.

I'd taken myself into a bar afterward.

I'd only gone there for a drink, but then I saw her, sitting on that stage, singing her heart out, her words sad and sorrowful, her voice beautiful and calling to me.

I wanted to know more about her right then and there.

And after that night, I took her back to my hotel. We'd both become lost in pleasure, and then she left, no goodbye, no last name or phone number given to me so I could find her again.

And Then There Was Us

I'd needed a job and found myself applying at Lyrics, an intimate jazz bar in the heart of the city.

My goal was simple—earn enough money so my ailing father didn't have to worry about anything.

What hadn't been in my plans was instantly being attracted to Bishop, my new boss and the resident bartender.

The attraction was insane, and the chemistry was off the charts between us.

And the obsession he threw my way should have frightened me, but instead it made me want him even more.

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Coldhearted Bastard: A woman running from her past falls into the arms of a monster.

The Good Side of Wrong: A Hades and Persephone retelling with dark, forbidden romance.

Say My Name: A twisted love story where a woman makes a deal with a devil of a man to save her family.

I'm a shifter. We have our own rules, customs.

At least we're supposed to.

When my father went against tradition and arranged a mating for me—one he said would better the pack, I did the only thing I could. I ran.

I want to choose who I love, who I mate.

But my fleeing has me stranded in Unforgiven … face to face with my fated mate. A wolf who refuses to let me go.

And I don't want him to.

I don't want to deny either of us what comes naturally … being together in every conceivable way.

But what happens when my father and betrothed mate find me? Will it start an all-out war? Or can they see I'm finally happy, finally where I'm supposed to be?

Wyatt's a shifter. A big bad wolf.

I'm a human girl.

I may be back in town to take care of my sick grandmother, but this is no fairytale.

I love him. I've loved him for years, but he's forbidden to me.

I'll never belong to him and if I tried, he'd not only devour me, eventually his one true mate would come along.

A wolf like him.

Even knowing that, I still seek him out—only wanting one small taste to live on before I return back to the city and leave him behind forever.

But something has changed.

Wyatt is refusing to let me walk away again. It can never work. Nowhere in the bedtime stories does the girl get to keep her wolf.

I try to resist, to be logical. Then, he whispers two little words that makes my heart stutter in my chest. Two little words that promises me everything I've ever wanted.

My mate.

Will it be safe to share my basket of goodies when the wolf I love flashes those big teeth at me, promising forever?

He was a monster, a killer, the type of man my brothers kept me away from.

Gio, my sister-in-laws brother and the head of the West Coast Cosa Nostra, was family and off-limits.

Maybe that was why I was so drawn to him. Violence and death clung to him like he was born in the pits of hell, and he thrived on it.

Despite everything, I started a relationship with the devil himself, and I fell in love.

I had to keep it a secret, knowing my brothers would kill Gio if they found out.

But when I discovered I was pregnant, hiding it was impossible.

To make matters worse, Gio and my brothers found themselves entangled with a dangerous new syndicate.

It was a situation that threatened to ignite chaos and conflict, involving everyone I cared about.

Including my new forbidden lover and the baby we were bringing into this hell on earth.