Alpha Wolves Want Curves

Max Troika never thought he’d be the alpha of his pack. That was his older brother’s fate. Assassinations have a way of ruining everything. Including who Max can take as a mate. It sure isn’t the cute and curvy librarian inspiring his dirtiest dream every night. Galyna has it bad for the guy she never thought a chubby librarian like her could ever win over. Now, he's got all the hots for her too. But there's something strange about Max. No… it must be her imaginations and all those paranormal romance novels.

Kosta Troika has to betray everything he believes in, if he's going to save his pack. He'll do whatever it takes. He never expected the sweet, sassy girl next door with curves he's had a very naughty crush on for years would fight to save him. Heli's had it easy her whole life, until her sister gets kidnapped and her boyfriend turns out to be a werewolf. What's a girl to do, but save the day? Turns out that's harder than it sounds.

Niko Troika gave up everything, his pack, his best friend, his ability to shift, to ensure the entire wolf-shifter society wasn't exposed. He saved them all from total destruction, but he simply doesn't have anything left to save himself. Under the light of a full moon, he finds his salvation…in her. His one true mate. The one woman whose heart he broke and would never love him again. Zara's been to hell, and it's filled with greedy wolf-shifters. She won’t let anything stop her from her crusade to save anyone else from being driven insane like she was. Not even love.

Aleksei is too damaged to fall in love or for anyone to love him. No brave wolftress would want to be mated to the enforcer who couldn't save their alpha from being assassinated. The last thing he needs is to be set up by the matchmaking widow of the man whose life he failed to protect, at a Friendsgiving dinner with their whole family, and at a strip club, none the less. What he needs is a decoy date to get everyone off his back.

Before today there are only dark, shadowed memories I’m too scared to even think about. It doesn't take me long to find out no one escapes from the Island of the Damned, a hidden paranormal prison camp in the depths of Siberia. Especially not a chubby, boring, plain old human woman like me.

Mik Volkov used to be the Wolf Tzar, now he doesn't even know who or what he is. He can't shift from his wolf form, and the beast rules his mind, looking for vengeance and violence. The only thing keeping him sane is his obsession with the woman who smells like ripe peaches and lust.