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Phoenix - Though our beginning was marred by tragedy and our number is small, I couldn’t be prouder to be the alpha of the Pine Ridge Pack of wolf shifters. We protect each other and our land, where we reside in homes built by our own hands. Our job gives us pride and purpose, and we get everything we need from the land and the nearby town. Everything except one. Every shifter has one true soulmate granted to them by Fate; one person they are to love, protect and cherish for all time.

Dr. Tage Bentley has dedicated his life to helping others, from his design of a blood substitute, which has helped both vampires and humans alike, to his fight to eradicate human disease. Care giving is hardwired into him, and there is one thing he longs to care for above all else—a special boy of his own.

Long gone are the days of war, when I raised my sword and fought alongside my people, against wicked, greedy souls of our vampire kind. We were victorious over those who stood against us, and King Felipe took his rightful spot on the throne. He appointed a Coven Master for each region to watch over, guide, and protect our people. He named me Coven Master of my hometown of Beckenridge, Scotland, because of my strength, instincts, and fairness.

Harley: After the accident 10 years ago that put me in a wheelchair, I did my best to avoid the world and its drama. I lived alone and worked from home. I’d disappear into my safe space for days, maybe even weeks, at which point my cousin always showed up to drag me out of my house to interact with the world whether I wanted to or not. On one of our outings, I meet the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen in my life; Finn Becker.

Sweet little Ollie has narcolepsy, and most of his life, he’s been misunderstood. Even his own parents thought he was just lazy and distant. Then when they learned of his condition, his young years were full of doctor’s visits, sleep studies, and medication trials. He missed out on a lot of ‘childhood’ staples, and finds comfort in them even as an adult. Playing allows him to escape from his troubles and be happy and at peace.

For over 300 years, I’ve waited for fate to deliver my soul mate; the person I’d love for the rest of my life; the one I was destined to protect, to treasure and to cherish. The one to complete me. I never expected to find him dancing like an angel in my nightclub. The moment my eyes gazed upon his beauty, my heart was gone. The most mesmerizing thing about him were his eyes; he had the biggest, roundest doe eyes I’d ever seen. They were an enchanting shade of blue; the exact color of the Mediterranean Sea. When I looked into those eyes, I was home.

My love life is kind of a mess. Okay, fine, it’s nonexistent. Believe it or not, short, chubby, and furry aren’t characteristics that top most guys’ boyfriend checklists; no guys I’ve met, anyway. My dating history is a shit parade of one-night stands with men who promised to call the next day but never did. And so, I’ve put finding love on the back burner to focus on my business.

Life is good. In just a couple short weeks, I’ll be starting a new job; I’ll be business partners with Holden in our own consulting firm. I’ll be working alongside my best friend instead of the incompetent blowhards I have to put up with now. It also means I’ll get to see more of Holden and his fiance/little Ollie. I can’t get enough of my self-appointed nephew. I love hanging out with both of them; to have adult conversations with Holden and watch Ollie play. But as happy as I am that my friends have found love, I can’t help but be jealous.

Lachlan is a vampire of many layers. He has the body and soul of a warrior, but a kind, loving heart. He is fiercely loyal to his Coven Master and best friend Callum (to whom he’s second in command), and to his people. Lach owns and runs a bakery in the village, working alone to feed the coven a variety of delicious sweeties. But he’s tired of being alone, especially when it comes to his personal life. He’s so happy for Callum and the love he shares with his mate Brodie, but yearning burns inside him to find his own perfect mate.

Nikolai is the master vampire to his coven, in a world where humans and paranormal beings live together in peace...usually. When a pack of rogue coyote shifters threatens the city, Nikolai answers a call for aid from the local police department; humans are no match for the speed and strength of paranormals.

I’m a nervous person. I have panic attacks. I get so overwhelmed that my body rails against me; my breathing falters, my heart races, and my limbs go numb. So naturally, I thought it was a great idea to pop into a hardcore sex club. Okay, so that’s not exactly how it happened. I researched a BDSM club in my area for nearly a year before I got the nerve to go in to hopefully find what it was I was looking for. I needed a daddy; someone to look after me and help me out when I got nervous. Someone to care for me and help me make decisions.

Dalton has spent the past year in prison, serving a sentence for burning down a toy store in a fit of anger after discovering his brother playing with a doll. During this time, and throughout his whole life, Dalton has struggled with guilt, responsibility, and his very worth. He needs guidance and compassion—two things he’s never experienced. He has no idea how his life is about to change when he meets his parole officer Hutch.

As a police officer, Amir has found his purpose in helping others and making a difference. But he longs to find that purpose on a personal level with a special boy of his own. Caretaking is ingrained in him, and he knows he could be a great Daddy. But after long years of lonely waiting, he wonders if he’ll ever get the chance.

Lately, I’ve been feeling restless. My best friends are happily mated and constantly loving all over each other. While I’m happy for them, I also can’t help but be a little jealous. It’s a foreign feeling for me; I’ve never been interested in a relationship, since all of my adult life has been about the next hookup with whatever man was in front of me at the time. But lately, hookups just haven’t hit the spot (heh—that sounds dirty). Eager for a change of scenery, I accompany my friends to Spain for the feast being held in honor of Dante and Ben’s marriage.

Talon - I cocked up. But it wasn’t like my normal cock ups, which happen way more often than I’d like to admit; this was the cock up of a lifetime. I was feeling restless and frustrated, and decided to blow off a little steam with a random hookup in the bathroom of a gay club. That’s not so bad, right? Well, it wouldn’t have been, if my mate didn’t choose that exact moment to walk in.

Denver is used to being tough and taking charge. As a police officer, it's necessary for survival. But he has a deep desire for someone to take care of him - to allow him to relax and embrace his little side. It's a desire he's never expressed or experienced, and at 53, Denver's afraid that he's missed his chance. He worries that no one would want a six-foot-two, burly, gray-haired boy. But fate has a surprise in store.

Archie is a fox shifter who has only ever known a wild life of living off the land, as he's forbidden to pass boundaries set by his Alpha. He's never been valued or appreciated, all because of birthright and ignorance. He's been tossed aside by his family and used by his skulk until he can no longer see his own worth. But with Fate's intervention, a little luck, and a lot of bravery, Archie finds a new life filled with friends, comfort, and a perfect mate.

Beckett is an English professor who, after learning his partner was cheating on him, picked up the pieces and moved his life and career to teach at Evanston University in North Carolina. He's healed over the past six years, but hasn't found anyone he's interested in making a connection with...until he meets a beautiful younger man on campus with a great sense of humor, an infectious laugh, and a precious canine companion.

Richmond - The last time I saw Gavin Powell, he was a shy, nerdy kid headed off to college with his best friend Wade (who happens to be my son). Now he’s back four years later and he’s all man. He’s intelligent, confident, hilarious and hot as hell. And totally off limits. He’s my son’s best friend for shit’s sake. So why can’t I stop thinking about him?

For 328 years, my soul has ached, calling out for its fated match. I yearn for the one who will complete me; the one I can protect, love, honor, and cherish for all time. Of all the many ways I imagined I would meet my soul mate, finding him selling his body in a dank alleyway wasn’t one of them. He was underfed, mistreated, and terrified. He was in need of my love and care, for me to show him his worth and grant him a new life of luxury. But can he learn to trust me? Can I protect him from the demons that follow him? Can he accept me for what I am?