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.

Five Years Earlier: Henry Dunne knows three things: that agreeing to host this raucous house party was a terrible idea, that he absolutely cannot show up to his nursing shift tomorrow with a hangover, and that the beautiful redhead in the corner will be sleeping in his bed tonight.

Obituary writer Nadine Barbault doesn’t mind being called “Lady Death”. It suits the ice queen persona she’s cultivated to survive the fast-paced Toronto Herald. So when Nadine learns that famous (and reclusive) author Dot Voline has died, she doesn’t hesitate to run the obituary…only to discover that Dot is very much alive. Nadine’s screw-up has brought Wesley Chen of the rival Spear no end of joy—she’s been a thorn in his extremely ambitious side for years. But the renewed interest in Dot also surfaced chatter about a mysterious past scandal.

We're not free to give into this. She's 19, and I'm 38. And I'm her boyfriend's father. Unfortunately, they both just moved into my house.

People hate my type of magic. They consider a lot of us psychics frauds, or fake witches. For Arlo, however, his magic might just be hated even more. He’s my classmate at the prestigious Dreadmor Academy. He’s also noticeably a werewolf, from the stark yellow eyes, to the full moon transformations. He’s a dangerous combination, and it might be best for me to stay away… Except I don’t wish to. We might be able to achieve great things together, with our magic. With each other… Author's Note: This is a steamy stand alone romance intended for 18+

He has to find his missing friend – whatever the cost. I never saw Martin before in the academy. A striking red head, with deep amber eyes, and the muscles to match. Standing there, in the garden, as if waiting for me. Perhaps, in a way, he was. My magic is exactly what he needs. And a tiger shifter is perhaps what I need too, though I never thought I’d meet one. Let alone potentially fall for one. Author's Note: This is a steamy stand alone romance with an HEA intended for 18+

My magic’s all over the place. Sometimes it’s great – most of the time, it isn’t. The one time it works really, really well – I end up saving the life of an older student. A dragon shifter called Tiran Umber, with much cooler magic than I’d ever have. His sorrow weighs him down, and I hope to help lift him up. As for my magic, strange and wild beings are interested in it. It’s dangerous to venture into such places. Easier, if there’s a dragon shifter to protect you if anything goes wrong… Author's Note: This is a steamy stand alone romance with an HEA intended for 18+

Our mate bonds are unbreakable, but even fate demands a price Fresh out of a messy divorce and stuck in a dead-end office job, my thirties are looking pretty dreary. But when a handsome man shrouded in mystery claims he’s one of my fated mates, my life is forever changed. Sunder treats me like I’m a punishment from the Gods. Yet when he touches me, the power flowing between us leaves me breathless. There’s something changing behind his broody glare. My skin burns white hot when his arms wrap around me, and it’s not just the magic we share. Bobble, my treasured housecat, is more than...

Hunting my two remaining mates, I feel like a predator. Turns out I'm the prey... The world is in chaos, and at the center of it all is Tairyn. Cloaked in fine suits and intoxicating secrets, he imprisons me with his shadowy magic. He’s working with my enemy, but I can’t help but notice his green gaze softens only for me. But I’m not the only captive in his dungeon. Callum’s scars are more than skin deep, but he’s not the monster he believes. When we’re alone, the reserved academic proves to be a quick study. Loving. Impulsive. Calculating. Shy. The Soul Shards of my fated mate ...