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They call me irreparable. A feral omega who can't be tamed. And I've bitten every alpha who's tried. Before they can either put me down or send me to a breeding facility, fate intervenes in the form of a masked spec-ops team that deals in death and destruction. The Ghosts. 

Ellie knew it was a bad idea. She took the job to prove a point—that she's more than an Omega haunted by her past. That she can find the good in the worst monsters the world has to offer. But by the time she's face-to-face with the deadliest Alpha, it's too late. He's more beast than man and too intelligent to be trapped behind bars for long. She's become his new obsession. And if he tries to catch her…She just might let him.

Prince Jael of the Severin never meant to unlock the Crimson Gateway beneath his parents’ castle. The portals had been sealed for millennia. Only the female Fae of Caldaen were meant to wield dream-sorcery. Jael forced himself into lucidity, crossed the gateway, and emerged in a mirrored Oxford. The Severin once roamed the ten Clone-Earths for ages, until a Pagan witch and a Catholic monk worked together to seal the Crimson Gateways centuries ago. Now Jael has reopened the path for his people to feed on souls once more—and reclaim their lost immortality.

Three years ago, Everly Chastain headed home for Christmas with the pack she thought would be her future. By New Year's Day she headed back to New York alone. Within a year, her younger sister was bonded and pregnant. "Family comes first." That's what her family said, and Everly took it to heart...

When vampire heiress Poppy Villalobos entered my store looking for help, my life became intertwined with the Villalobos mafia in a way I could have never expected. With a killer on the loose and a mysterious man haunting my every move, the Villalobos men insert themselves into my life as my protectors. Now, a demon, angel, werewolf, fae prince, and vampire mafia boss are glued to my side, and it sounds more like a terrible joke than the reality of my life. These sexy-as-sin men may be the face of a mafia family, but the way they look at me leaves me wondering if they truly can be redeemed.

Riley Gold is on the run. Her ex-boyfriend has been stalking her for the last year, and she can’t get out of Dodge, Oregon, fast enough. However, she should have planned her escape better, and maybe, she wouldn’t have ended up caught in a rainstorm in the dead of night with a flat tire. Trapped in the woods and miles away from the next town, Riley sets off on foot to a large cabin home for help and refuge for the night. Is it just her imagination or is someone...or something following her?

In the world of the shifter elite, a safe female is one without power. For me, that means hide or die. When wraiths invade my neighborhood and shit goes sideways, becoming a Guardian might be the only way to earn myself—and my beast—protection. The elite training program begins at the local shifter college, so I pack up my swords and my brother, and off to school I go. It’s no surprise that Guardian training is sexist as hell. But I didn’t expect to be trapped inside the campus walls, battling magical simulations rather than joining the real forces as they wage war on the monsters outside.

Scarlett I am an object of desire. My powers of seduction are my survival, my weapon, and my curse. I'm no stranger to obsession, but for the first time, I crave it. I love it when he watches me, follows me, hunts me. In the mortal lands, I was safe from him. Navigating a city of ruthless...

Tinley Rhodes is an anomaly. Despite her anatomy and pheromones, she still hasn't had a heat, meaning the law says she's technically not an omega. She's stuck between designations, but even omegas have to financially provide for themselves. When a friend's older brother offers to help her get a job using her photography skills, she knows she can't say no. Everything changes in the blink of an eye as she collides with rock stars with wounds of their own.

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.

In a world where the full moon stirs more than desire, the Moonbound Pack awakens a new generation of Omega women—chosen by fate, consumed by heat, and claimed by werewolves who will stop at nothing to claim them. Follow Brinna, Nessa, Talia, Teya, and Kaela as they are taken from their villages, their bodies transformed by sacred milk, and their hearts tangled in bonds as old as the moon itself. Each book is a full novella of steamy, emotional, and feral romance—featuring milking, heat cycles, and intense Alpha/Omega devotion.

Riley Monroe has a pretty normal life, well, as normal as it gets being a human living in a world where magic can exist freely. She's been surrounded by magic users her whole life to the point that she hardly notices anything abnormal in her quaint suburb. She didn't expect her world to change the night she meets River St. James at a bar. He's charming, confident, and just so happens to be able to read her mind.

Katya has always been an outsider, shunned for having no wolf and unable to live up to the reputations of her Beta father and infamous warrior mother. Just before her 18th birthday, her family is stripped of their titles and shunned from the pack. They have only two options: go rogue or seek refuge in a Black Creek Pack. Katya suddenly finds herself caught up in a web of lies her parents told. Now not only does she need to prove herself to her new Alpha, but she has to keep him from finding out her secret.

I have a soul-destroying corporate job, I iron my underpants, and I was unceremoniously dumped for an influencer hippie a few years ago. Every day feels the same, and I don't know how much longer I can cope before I do something unhinged like rip off my shirt in the middle of my co-worker's office birthday party and smear lemon cake all over my chest. Then, a case of mistaken identity suddenly lands me in the middle of a covert professional wrestling league, which is apparently being run in the basement of my office building. Weird. Even weirder are the wrestlers.

I have starved for as long as I have been sentient. Collecting soul after soul, I fed. I gorged. Then he arrived, and suddenly, I understood what it truly meant to feel. Jealousy. Greed. Obsession. It tasted like him. Intoxicating. Addicting. I had to have my fill of him. Control him. Keep him. And I did. And we were happy. Trapped. But happy. Until she arrived. Her soul replete with mortal toil. And I knew. I knew. She is the one for him. My most magnanimous gift to him. She is to become his inamorata and give herself entirely to us. Now she is ours. Because no one escapes the Ambrose Hotel.

Once upon a time? Um, no. Because that's how fairytales start, and Ivy Addison is no princess. In fact, she's very happy being an absolute nobody. She doesn't have glass slippers or a trust fund or "graces"—and she's pretty sure she doesn't need rescuing. She also most definitely isn't overworked as the housekeeper for a rowdy pack of royals... and she certainly has no feelings for any of them. Well, aside from Asher, the Crown Prince and star of all her mortifying dreams. Or Sebastian, the oh-so-charming baron who always has a smile just for her.

My parents despised me since the day I was born, expecting an omega with a lovely scent and a claw birthmark. But I was born with neither. Betas are meant to be the servants of the Alpha Compound run by our pack leader, Henry. Injured by my father—I ran away, never expecting to see another alpha ever again until

When Erika and her team of archaeologists break the seal on the temple they’ve been hunting, they unwittingly take the first step in a series of rituals designed to revive the long-sleeping denizens inside. Now, with every breath they take, they inhale air steeped in dragon magic—and perfumed with otherworldly, irresistible desire. Erika wants nothing more than to prove she’s still in control.

They tricked me into a dark and unholy union. Three bastards in witch hats, leather pants, and iron masks. These supernatural stalkers have claimed me for their coven. They won't go away. These assholes will. not. leave. All because I fell for an urban legend: touch the Witch's Tree on a moonless night and discover magic. Wholesome magic like: kinky rituals, blood sacrifice, and jizz potions. Oh, and a forest god who eats people—while they're still alive and screaming. Send help, and I'll send cupcakes.

Cady has her dream job. Her dedication to her career and omega designation make her uniquely qualified to write the advice column that's turned into a national sensation: The Knotty Omega.