A hundred years ago, werewolf Alpha Montgomery took a risk driven by desperation—he borrowed money from the ancient dragon Warwick Ehecatl, putting up the pack lands as collateral. Now the debt is due, and dragons don’t forget—or forgive. Warwick demands Montgomery’s son, Avery, and three businesses as compensation. As an Omega, Avery knows he is basically useless to his pack, so he might as well agree. He soon has second thoughts, though. Warwick is fearsome, and he’s free to do as he likes with Avery. Warwick knows his race’s reputation, and he even admits some of it is deserved. But he’d rather cut off his tail than let his innocent mate’s light go out. It won’t be easy, but buried deep, there’s something between them worth safeguarding. **Second Edition, Previously Published** This book has been previously published. The cover may have changed, but the title, author, and story content have not changed from the first version originally published in 2017. If you have that version in your library, please do not purchase again.

    Addison knows grief can do strange things to people, but when he’s wandering Pendle Hill and witnesses a dog leap out of thin air, he thinks he must be going crazy. When the border collie morphs into a man—a very naked man—he has to be dreaming. Only when he wakes to find himself cold and alone, locked inside a bare stone room does he wonder if it was the start of a nightmare. As the youngest alpha the Penhul pack has ever had, Drake knows he has a lot to prove. Increasing their dwindling numbers is hard enough but convincing his pack they can do so by working alongside humans is like trying to teach an old dog new tricks. He was taught, as all familiars are, that humans can’t be trusted, especially not with their secret. It’s no surprise, then, that he has no idea what to do when a member of his own pack brings a human prisoner to their den. But he’s definitely not prepared for the reaction the human elicits from him. Can Drake put aside their differences, and Addison come to accept their similarities, to save the Penhul pack from danger? A threat that may end up costing Drake not only his life but that of his fated mate?

    I was a literature student on the cusp of finishing my first year and despite everything that had been going on I had managed to keep my grades in this class quite high. Perhaps I was just naturally talented when it came to words or perhaps it was the person leading the class. Tall, tanned and handsome, Professor Damien Lock stood leering at the fresh faced young men and women before him. He had just turned thirty and had a face full of stubble that coated his strong jaw, his hair was short and thick, tamed by a handful of gel and pushed back so that his green eyes could stand out beneath the thick, black brows that I’d seen frown at me far too many times. I had spent several nights fantasizing about the older man, reaching into my briefs and tugging at my shaft as I thought of all the ways he could take me. Sometimes I’d catch a glimpse of his hairy chest poking out of the undone button of his collar, on those occasions I often found myself retreating to my dorm to release the tension building between my thighs. My sexuality had kicked in the same time my werewolf gene had. Almost overnight I found myself – a young man with a history of ex-girlfriends – craving other men and yearning for them to throw me up against a wall and have their wicked way with me. These emotions felt so natural that I didn’t waste my time questioning them. I didn’t want to deny what my heart, head and crotch were feeling. Maybe if I hadn’t been a werewolf then I would’ve struggled to ‘come out’ and accept myself but none of that other stuff really seemed to matter when I had to spend several nights a month controlling an insatiable bloodlust. M/M, Shifter, Mpreg, New Adult

    Until now. A dangerous ring of vampires is working to create synthetised blood farms, as well as a dangerous new drug that will hold fatal consequences if allowed to hit the streets. The key ingredient to both being the blood of female shifters. Their latest target? The only family Callen has left. With the wolf within desperate to protect those he holds dear, Callen joins a special task force assigned to the case. There he meets Liam “Thatch” Thatcher, the head of the task force, who becomes the center of Callen’s world with a simple bite. Time is running out. Soon the vampires’ product will explode onto the streets and paint a target on the back of every shifter. Bonded by memories and blood, can Callen and Thatch bring down an operation with a wider reach than either of them could fathom? Or will ferocious matters of the heart demand the ultimate sacrifice?

    As alpha, Rick’s dedication to his pack has never wavered—until Kai. The pull he feels toward the younger man is more than a simple distraction, but Rick won’t let himself lose focus. Not while a hidden enemy is drawing near. Moving in with the grumpy alpha who saved him is a big change for Kai, and it isn’t long before he begins to ache for something he can’t have. As a half-human shifter responsible for his three younger siblings, he knows he can never be Rick’s mate. Pushing aside their doubts and insecurities, they grow closer. But when the pack’s enemies strike, bringing their fears to fruition, Rick and Kai have to decide if they’re willing to risk it all to be together. The Alpha and His King is the first book in the Kincaid Pack series and features a quick-tempered and possessive alpha; a sweet and feisty alpha-mate; shifters, seers, and witches galore; massive amounts of hurt/comfort; and a happily ever after.