Calvin

When my ex kicks me out of the car in the middle of nowhere, I’d rather freeze than wait for him to come back. I hike through the snowy forest, aiming for a tiny mountain town I know nothing about. I’m losing my strength when a guy on a four-wheeler finds me, wraps me in a parka, and brings me to his home. He’s huge and scary-looking, but the longer he lets me stay, the more I like him. Under his grumpy fa?ade, Barclay Black is a teddy bear.

Barclay

Bear shifters don’t hibernate, but sometimes I wish we could. The upcoming winter has made me cranky. I come off a bit harsh when I find a human stumbling through the forest, because who goes hiking in the snow without proper gear? The poor omega isn’t a tourist, though. Calvin needs a place to stay and someone to protect him, and before I can question myself, he has me wrapped around his little finger. I keep telling myself that he’s vulnerable and too young for me… until I realize he wants me, too.

Syl has dark desires that aren't easy to satisfy in a world where omegas need to remain pure until marriage. During the day, he pretends to be the innocent heir, greeting noble suitors in his father's mansion. At night, he sneaks out in disguise, seeking satisfaction in the town's underbelly.

When his reckless second life is nearly exposed, he needs to leave in a hurry and falls into a trap. He's captured by three fearsome strangers who threaten to rob him of his money and fragile freedom.

Yet the robbers are not who they seem.

Syl might finally find what he was destined for.

Eric

Maybe I've made a mistake. My cottage, albeit charming, needs nonstop work, the weather's abysmal, and my last bank account statement simply said, “Bless your heart.” But I don't regret moving to the Swedish countryside. The job is great, and I'm making friends. Who said Swedes were cold and distant? I only need some cheap firewood to tide me over until the real spring arrives.

Out of nowhere comes rescue—a gorgeous Viking on a tractor. He helps me with firewood and drives me to the hardware store. I shouldn't be crushing on Bj?rn since he looks as straight as they come. But then the shy hunk of a man turns up on my porch with a bag of cinnamon rolls, blushing…

Bj?rn

Life is uneventful for a gay man in a village of three hundred people, but I like it quiet. I have fifteen thousand hectares of forest to manage, so it's not like I get bored.

Except now an American from the South bought an old cottage on the edge of my property and he's shoveling April snow in his sneakers. The good people of Gryta are already betting on when he'll run back to Stockholm.

Eric is in dire need of help, so here I am, dangling on a ladder, pressure-washing the gutters on his cottage. He's absolutely charming, gorgeous, and all my wet dreams come true. I wish I could at least slow down my falling in love with him—because what if he leaves?

Nico

For years, Ive had a secret crush on my boss. Im the obedient assistant, the utmost professional with an impeccable reputation. Nobody knows my secret. But the AC in our office building failed, and now were working overtime in the suffocating summer heat. The inhuman temperatures aggravate my lactation problem, and Im mortified when Mr. Toral notices.

His reaction shocks me to my core.

Charles

My young omega assistant keeps my schedule neat and my libido boiling. I should have gotten rid of him a long time ago, but sacking a single father? Im not a villain. I keep my hands to myself no matter how enticing his scent. My self-control has a limit, though. Today, it broke.

We can never go back to what we were before because Im never letting him go.