DEACON I’ve spent my life preparing to be alpha and uphold our pack’s traditions. Now I’m not sure how many of those traditions I believe in. Every day I protect the illusion my father’s not sick and dying. Packs killing their alpha when they’re too weak to lead - that’s harder to swallow when it’s a choice you’re facing instead of a lesson you’re taught. What kind of man would I be if I could turn on my own father like that? But what kind of alpha can I be if I don’t? Then there’s the omega pits. I never thought twice about the gladiator matches between packs’ weakest runts. Omegas who can’t survive the fights aren’t fit to bear our children. So why do I step in to save Logan, a stranger whose own pack doesn’t even want him, when he can’t last two minutes in the pits on his own? Is it my pathetic attempt to save anyone at all? A rebellion against traditions I now resent? Or something greater, the way his eyes find me through the crowd, how every time his lips part I hope it’s to call out my name? And when he challenges my every belief with a ferocity fiercer than any he showed in the pits, I wonder: If he’s a threat to everything I’m defending…am I defending the right things? LOGAN It’s never been a goal of mine to die young, its just always been a distinct possibility. Fun little side effect of being your pack’s weakest omega. Its just the way the world is though, so I never spent much time railing against it. So no one’s more shocked than me that I fight so hard against the inevitable when its my turn in the pits. Though I’m definitely not the only one shocked when Deacon Wythe steps in to save me. It makes no sense. Why me? Why him? Why does he tolerate my petty sniping? Why can’t I stop trying to piss him off when all I want to do is kiss him? But once I get that second chance, I hang onto it tooth and claw. Even challenging my own protector if that’s what it takes to stay alive. And when that leads to one night of confused passion and a child growing inside me? If people were surprised how hard I fought to save myself, wait til they see what I’ll do to protect my new family. This 50,000 word novel of werewolves, death matches and mpreg (oh my!) comes with a HEA and an ages eighteen and up label!

    This all changed when he met Mykael of Lithonur. Not only was Mykael challenging what Joseph used to believe about his sexuality, he was also desiring a Tsatrya who ruled one of the continents of the New World. Before Joseph could stop himself, he had fallen deep for Mykael who was now trying to convince Joseph to become his true mate.

    He’s alpha of his small werewolf pack and coming up for re-election as sheriff in a year. On top of this, his mother is casting love spells to find Scott a mate. It’s all Scott can do to keep the town and pack under control, let alone his urges to mate.Ted Canedo is openly gay, a disgraced ex-cop from New Orleans. His patrol partner was killed on duty and Ted took the blame for taking protection money from the store owner to save his partner’s wife and kids grief. No one knew Ted was in love with his partner, not even his partner. Having him die in Ted’s arms killed something inside Ted too.When the moon is full and Scott’s momma works her magic, Ted’s erotic dreams and his work as a PI bring him to St. Jerome and sexy, straight Scott. Scott’s stunned to learn his wolf is gay and wants to mate with Ted. Ted refuses to become involved with a straight man, much less a werewolf, terrified to risk his heart again.Especially if it he has to watch Scott fight to the death for his right to claim Ted as his mate.

    He told me that two Alphas cannot be together, he told me that our mating wasn’t real. Yesterday, my sister called me and told me that Logan passed away, leaving behind an Omega and a child. Today, I’m at Logan’s funeral. Why am I offering to look after his little family? Sterling Logan and I had everything we wanted: a house, a beautiful daughter and lots of big dreams. Then he was ripped away from us in a car crash. His family is too busy to help me out after the funeral, so one of Logan’s old friends steps in. Only, in all the commotion, I didn’t keep an eye on the calendar, and my heat starts at the most inconvenient of times. And why is Logan’s friend reacting to my heat? Only true mates are supposed to react to a mated Omega... This is the first episode of Second Chance Mates, which takes place in a non-shifter Omegaverse world and contains mpreg (male-pregnancy).

    Two alphas forced into a political marriage. Attraction that defies all reason and logic… Or does it? The Kingdom of Pelugia and the Republic of Kadar have been at war for decades. Peace isn’t popular, but the planet can’t survive without it.Forced to marry an enemy prince for the sake of peace, Senator Royce Cleghorn doesn’t like his husband, his alpha scent, or his damned pretty blue eyes. More than anything, Royce hates what Haydn makes him become: a primitive alpha cliché who’ll do anything to mark his territory, even if that territory is his alpha husband. Royce likes omegas; he isn’t into alphas, no matter how pretty their eyes are. It’s just a weird territorial instinct. It has to be.Prince Haydn has always tried to be the perfect alpha his father wants him to be. He's the heir to the throne. He's a war general. He isn't supposed to bare his throat to an enemy alpha--and it isn't supposed to feel so good. Everyone knows a marriage between two alphas is a recipe for disaster. He isn't supposed to crave his alpha husband--their marriage is just a political arrangement, nothing more.But when disaster strikes and loyalties are tested, which bond will be the strongest: their marriage, or their allegiances?

    Special Agent Parker is dedicated and meticulous, but his abrasive personality has given him a reputation for being difficult. When new information on a cold case appears, Parker is assigned to work with Flynn, and the sparks fly as their investigative styles clash. Contact with a strange artifact changes everything when it bestows unusual and unpredictable powers on Flynn… and the two men must learn to trust each other before a killer strikes again.

    Not only does it make them the butt end of jokes, but it also sounds like something a romance writer with an overinflated ego would name the characters of their books.Then again, subject 198′s children have little choice in any matters, let alone their names. Bred and born in a lab, they’re a mutation of shifter mixed with human. They are also the last secret the human government holds about the shifter world.The last thing they need is for Wright to spot a certain Wolf halfling—one that is so cute, Wright doesn’t even notice that Wolf walks with a limp and has worse asthma issues than a nerd from an eighties movie. Finding a mate is something his owners have forbidden Wright from ever doing.So just how does one go about leaving a branch of the government that doesn’t allow anybody to leave—that is unless they are in a body bag?

    Getting a guy has never been a problem; keeping one after they meet his mother and sisters, all witches with magical abilities, is another matter entirely. After a disastrous family dinner, Brian goes home dumped again, only to find a homeless cat outside his home.After an accident involving too much beer, an old spell book, and some blessed Elderflower, Brian wakes up the next morning to Tom, his now very human, and very tempting, familiar. Will Brian keep his new lover? Or will he lose another love to circumstances he can't control?