Joel works as a personal assistant to his boss, werewolf alpha Damon Raines. He has serious trust issues, and Damon doesn't do commitments.

Wesley is devastated. The man who raised him is dead, murdered by a vicious Alpha who has taken over his pack. Now that Alpha wants Wes to become his Omega breeder. Sent on a fool's errand to get help, Wes finds himself lost and injured. When Wes bumps into a feral werewolf, Wes doesn't run. Something tells Wes that fate led him to Owen for a reason. Owen's more wolf than man. In another life, Owen was a sniper, a trained killer. Now, he's slowly devolving into a beast. When he meets Wes, Owen instantly knows Wes is his fated mate.

Rock bottom. Casper Holden finally knows what that feels like. He’s watched his father and brother die before his very eyes. The bloodthirsty new leader of his pride wants all the members of the Holden family dead, and that includes Casper. Hunted by the same people he once trusted, Casper has to fend for himself. But a lone omega without a protector can’t survive on his own. As Casper readies himself for death, fate assigns him an unexpected protector.

Casey Hart and Desmond James are desperate cats on the prowl. The death of their old king and lover didn't just fracture both their hearts, but also their pard. Leopard pards don't function like wolf packs. The king, queen and their consort operate as a triumvirate. The arrival of Lars Marsden, a powerful, inked and biker rogue panther is just the answer to their prayers.

Following the footsteps of her brother Lars, it was only natural for Lexie Marsden to take to the road. A trail of murders leads her to Leopold City, to her domesticated brother, and to leopard mates Noah and Mason. Lex knows she has to keep moving forward, but there's something about the two men that prevents her from leaving Leopold City. Pard enforcers, Noah and Mason, thought they had everything they ever wanted until fate dropped an inked, pierced, and mouthy biker chick on their lap.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

When mystery author D. B. Ziegler is late delivering her book, Abi Schore steps in to help. Surely she can give her favorite author moral support over the holiday break and get the manuscript to her boss at Tea & Sympathy Publishing in time for the new year. When Abi shows up on Ms. Ziegler’s doorstep bearing holiday treats, she’s met by the author’s handsome grandson Dov, who reveals a startling plot twist. His grandmother isn’t able to finish the book and Dov promised he’d complete it so fans won’t be disappointed—a task that’s harder than he ever imagined.

After watching my mother succumb to a mysterious illness, I promised myself two things. I'd find the cure for what ravaged her and leave the godforsaken city where she abandoned me. Four years later, I received an acceptance letter from Dracadia University, one of the oldest most prestigious schools in the country. Nestled on a secluded island off the coast of Maine, it's rumored to be haunted by the souls of the mental patients exiled there centuries before, those whose bones are said to make up the island's white sandy shores. And restless ghosts aren't even its most daunting peculiarity.