A ruthless heir must protect the family he never knew—before the Pembertons destroy them all. The Forgotten Clause The coffee shop smelled of overpriced espresso and the particular ambition that clung to everyone in the financial district at 10 AM…
A fated mate bound by blood, a child hidden in shadows, and a love that howls through time. The Binding Contract The rain came down in sheets, turning the gravel drive of Pack Mercer’s main hall into a river of…
A daughter forced to hide, a son born in defiance—one family will tear them apart. The Child Who Glowed in the Dark The rain had stopped an hour ago, leaving the asphalt slick and gleaming under the sodium glow of…
Eight years ago, she ran. Now her son’s golden eyes and a ruthless family want him dead. The Moonlit Awakening The bell above Moonbucks’ door chimed with a sound too cheerful for the hour. Valentin Winslow stepped inside, shaking rain…
A forgotten son. A ruthless dynasty. A love that refuses to stay buried. The Stranger at the Gate The coffee shop smelled of burnt espresso and old paper. Seraphina Delacroix chose a table with her back to the wall, a…
A former Hollywood heir must protect the son he never knew from a ruthless vampire syndicate. The Call from the Past The coffee shop was a cathedral of polished brass and overpriced beans, the kind of place where the baristas…
A seven-year-old son. A past they ran from. The Whitmores always collect their debts. The Coffee Stain The Driftwood Bean smelled of burnt sugar and tidal flats. Killian Crane had chosen the corner booth for its sightlines—a clear view of…
The Wolf can’t claim his son until the past she buried claws free. The Silver & the Dregs The diner’s neon sign bled pink across the wet asphalt. Ethan Thorne counted the seconds between raindrops because counting kept the wolf…
A hidden son, a shattered vow—Rowan must kill the monster he was bred to become. The Debt of Blood The coffee shop smelled of burnt espresso and artificial vanilla. Rowan Winslow sat in the corner booth with his back to…
A single night six years ago bound them. Now the pack demands a choice. The Midnight Reunion The parking garage smelled of damp concrete and exhaust fumes, a thin film of oil slicking the floor beneath Freya Montclair’s heels. She’d…