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When a grizzly shifter and a human woman collide at the town ice rink, Christmas gets complicated—fast. They’re both single parents. Both a little broken. And both about to find out that fate doesn’t care about timing—it only cares about love.

Maggie James is thirty-one, freshly dumped, and emotionally scorched. Losing her relationship also cost her the apartment and the business she built with her ex. Now she’s broke, unmoored, and answering a roommate ad from a total stranger. A stranger who turns out to be a neurodivergent werewolf with a detailed lease agreement… and a legally binding cuddle clause. Roman Velasquez likes quiet, structure, and his Good Plate. He’s used to living alone—until pack politics force his hand.

The moment I scent her, everything in me goes still. Not because she’s beautiful—though she is. Not because she’s hurt—though the blood on her skin makes something savage in me rise. But because that blood carries a truth she doesn’t know: She’s not human. And she’s mine. She wakes afraid, confused, certain she’s just an ordinary woman who got caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. I wish she were. It would make protecting her easier. It would make walking away possible. But nothing about her is ordinary—not her scent, not her presence, not the way my wolf reacts ...

Ten years ago, Ace told me I was his fated mate. Then everything fell apart—before I could tell him I was pregnant. Now I’m back. For our son. But Ace is no longer just the man I loved. He’s the dragon clan’s alpha—powerful, dangerous… and furious. He refuses to let me go. He wants his mate. He wants his son. And he’ll stop at nothing to reclaim what’s his.

I walk into the bar with my pack, and I scent her straight away. She’s lying behind the counter with blood trailing from an injury to her head. My desire to protect her stuns me almost as much as her beauty. But it’s the smell of her blood that stuns me the most—it’s something not quite human. When she wakes up, her fear tells me all I need to know. She definitely thinks she’s mortal. I choose to disagree.

When Castiel’s pack reunion turns into a frosting-fueled disaster, the last thing he expects is to find salvation in the form of a tiny bakery—and the fiery, flour-dusted woman who runs it. Felicia’s barely keeping her business alive, her heart is still healing, and she has zero time for distractions—especially not the ridiculously hot country guy begging for last-minute cakes. But with a hundred people waiting for dessert and a cash offer she can’t refuse, she says yes.

She risked her heart to save him once. Now she’ll risk everything to bring him home. Vanessa thought the hardest part was over when she saved Leo, the wounded wolf shifter who stole her heart. But just as their new life together began, danger tore them apart, leaving Vanessa determined to fight for the man—and the wolf—she loves. Leo never intended for Vanessa to become entangled in his dangerous world. Now, held captive by those who see him as nothing but a beast, memories of Vanessa’s gentle touch are his only refuge. He knows she’ll never stop searching, but he fears the price ...

She wanted to disappear. He was never meant to see her. Aliza Wylde has spent her life in the background—quiet, careful, and determined to stay out of the royal pack’s spotlight. But when the wolves of Presley Acres gather for the annual mate ceremony, everything changes. Because the mate bond doesn’t care about bloodlines. And it just claimed her for the Wolf Prince. Crown Prince Thorne is powerful, untouchable, and bound by duty. Aliza is… none of those things. She isn’t ready for the attention. Or the danger. Or the secrets that start to unravel the moment their bond is ...

War has been declared on the shifter race, and my fated mate and I aren’t the only ones in shock. The news broadcasts are filled with outrage. Shifter activists are already protesting. Our only choice is to go to war and to start training for the battle that is coming. We know that if we can find and destroy our enemy Viola, her army will soon falter and fail. But in all the chaos, we missed the signs.

The devil’s in the details, and I shouldn’t be surprised to find hell in Las Vegas. Luke doesn’t care that I can’t remember a thing about the deal we made on the night of my bachelorette party. All he cares is that I promised my love, my life, and my obedience to him for all eternity. Obedience? Not my style. I’m not looking to be owned by any man. To make matters worse, I was supposed to be marrying another. But Adam can’t stand against Luke’s strength.

Since discovering I’m not human and come from an ancient line of royal wolves, things have gone from bad to worse. I've had to do battle with the wolf hiding inside me, and I’m the only one who can stop the royals from ending shifter existence.

Inside the classroom, I have plenty of rules. Outside the classroom, I only have one—don’t date shifters. That includes the single father of my new kindergarten student. But limiting myself to sideways glances at Cole’s powerful muscles is proving impossible to do.

I’ve been swept off my feet before, and I’ve got the bruises to show just how badly that ended. I’m not about to fall at the feet of the next man - or alien - to cross my path. Especially not when he steals me away from home and wants to use me as his broodmare. Kloran is intense and sometimes scary. A prince of his people with a duty so deeply ingrained it’s hard to see where it ends and he begins. But the glimpses of the man beneath the hardened warrior prince make me wonder if there’s something more between us.

I was young and naive when I fell hard for bad boy Grizz, a shifter who was hot enough to melt my good girl heart. Big mistake. Because when good girls are naughty, they end up pregnant. Now I’m back in Forest Heights to care for my aunt with my son Rainer — the son I’ve been raising on my own for nine years because gruff, tough Grizz didn’t believe our baby was possible.

Space needs nurses. That’s what they told me, and that’s why I agreed to go. They say Raider is the last place I want to end up, but I’m up to the challenge. I’ll care for the warlord’s child. One problem. He wants me to make said child. With him. No. Not happening. Never. I'm not selling my body to some brute! But Kain isn’t the brute I imagined. And the longer I’m on Raider, the longer I wonder if belonging to him would be so bad.

My night club, The Dragon’s Den, is heaven on earth. For a dragon, that’s saying something. I have constant access to sin after delicious sin as well as a steady stream of women in my bed who are eager for me to corrupt them. I’ll admit, the baby someone left on my doorstep was unexpected. Likewise, the positive DNA test was damning, so I did what every dragon daddy in my position would do—I hired a nanny.

When I show up in Black Claw with bruises on my face and a split lip, I’m not looking for another man. I’ve made enough bad choices in that department. I’m ready to lie low with my best friend and pray to god that my ex doesn’t come to find me. But Axel isn’t like any of the guys I’ve been drawn to before. I’m not ready for a new relationship. I know that. But Axel sneaks inside my heart before I’ve even realized he’s there, and his touch sets my body alight with desire.

My mate isn't just any woman. She's a witch, the very thing I despise. Kirsten isn't just any witch, though. She's the descendant of the one who cursed me never to know love —and she's oblivious to her true nature. Apart from that, she has a tenacious spirit and a sharp tongue that gets under my skin. Despite her fiery nature, my wolf craves her. And I know I need her by my side for the good of my pack. Yet, earning her trust won't be a simple feat, especially when she regards me with suspicion, viewing me as the proverbial big, bad wolf.

Money means everything when you grow up with nothing. Posting risqué videos online may not be everyone’s ideal career, but it’s given me everything I need. I’m free. The hotshot lawyer Porter may not get it, but I don’t care. He can think anything he wants to.... Until the jerk tries to steal my house. Sort of. I may not own the place yet, but I’m determined to make it mine. But Porter is more than just a smokin’ hot house-stealer, and as I get to know him, I like him more and more.

I experience a pull so deep and so undeniable, that when I look up and meet the eyes of a waitress, our gazes lock. Recognition sparks between us. In an instant, I’m sure. This woman is mine. I can tell my parents sense the connection, too. But judging by their expressions, they know something I don’t. Like me, they’re aware she’s special. But the fear in their eyes tells me she’s the last person on Earth they want to be my mate...