Sure, on the surface it was perfect. Her abductors were huge, hot and members of a race of supernaturals that were rumoured to be extinct.The Manix. Even the name was terrifying.But someone needed to update their definition of extinct, because they were cluttering up her kitchen, looking at her with desperation that had little to do with sex and everything to do with something more life altering. They insisted she held the key to their survival. They said she was an Omega and they needed to do all sorts of freaky things with her to ensure the continuation of their species.Naja wasn’t against getting a little freaky, but there was a line a sane person wouldn’t cross, but the Manix? They jumped across that line with rippling abs and both feet.However, the Manix were the least of her problems right now. Naja’s life was haunted by something worse than the boogeyman; a monster that leaves flowers on her doorstep like he was putting a tribute on her grave.The Manix may be terrifying, but could they salvation from the very thing that’s chasing her?Or will they be too late to save the only female Omega they will ever find?Manix is a Reverse Harem Omegaverse Standalone with MPREG. Contains M/M goodness.

    In deference to human laws, he's already agreed to wait until he's eighteen. But now his birthday has come and gone-and his mate has a new set of excuses. Finley doesn't understand it any more than his wolf does, and he's beginning to wonder if fate made a mistake.Tanner Pearce wants nothing more than to claim his mate, but he worries that Finley is too young. Tanner will never forget what happened when his best friend mated at Finley's age, only to have that mate end up feeling trapped and breaking their bond. While rare, it can happen, and the fallout Tanner witnessed as his best friend tried to deal with the break has haunted him for years.When Finley finally has enough, he threatens to find someone who will claim him if Tanner doesn't, and Tanner realizes he needs to come to terms with his fears or risk losing his mate forever.

    With his messy hair, a body full of lean muscle, and an easy sense of humor, it’s impossible not to smile when he’s around.And Jake? He’s your typical middle child with an attitude. But the delicious tattoos covering his body make it tough to stay mad at him, especially with his propensity to work shirtless in the sun...Now we’re working together every day.Living under the same roof at night.Getting hot and sweaty--and not just from taking care of the animals.Can I resist their charm and focus on the job?Or will I truly become the Tiger Queen?

    Born a runt, and then maturing into an omega, he was cast out of his pack. Figuring he’d not find another pack willing to take him in, he struggled to make a life for himself in the human world. If he didn’t have bad luck, he had no luck at all. Jobs were hard to come by, and he wasn’t able to keep them for long, his omega empathy causing humiliating meltdowns. He’d been robbed, mugged, and nearly raped too many times to count. Arri’s wolf was fundamentally broken, with no way to emerge, or protect him, finally withdrawing deep within him and remaining silent. Then, a day came when things changed. Answering yet another employment ad, he was stunned to find the source of the advertisement was a beta wolf, then was shocked further when he was presented before the alpha of the Woodlynn pack. He’d heard rumors about this pack, the alpha considered one of the strongest on the continent. He believed the rumors after meeting the large male. Arri’s silent wolf had awakened, whispering to him, calling the alpha, mate, which was ridiculous. Alphas didn’t mate with lowly omegas. Especially male omegas, even though Arri was perfectly capable of giving an alpha pups, or so he’d been told by the old ex-beta he’d befriended. But then again, male omegas were rare, and thought little of, viewed as weak, considered unnatural. So, he would ignore his wolf, do his job, and keep his head down, not causing Alpha Dryden any cause to fire him. *~*~*~* Dryden knew there was something different about the assistant his beta, Vann, had brought to him. He was human, yet he smelled of wolf. But not a scent Dryden had ever experienced before. Vann hadn’t seemed to notice, though Dryden suspected his beta was still angry at Dryden insisting on a human assistant. How could he tell his beta he’d felt an uneasiness in his pack, a danger that he couldn’t put his finger on, and didn’t want to trust any pack-mates to handle his affairs? As time passed, his instincts that something was wrong within his pack grew, along with the certainty that Arri was not what he seemed. It was when Dryden was visiting another pack, tremulous negotiations for an alliance in the works, and Arri was attacked, that the truth came out. Dryden’s assistant was an omega wolf. And not just any omega, but a Fae Omega, which would be the reason Dryden hadn’t known. Omega wolves were rare, and most packs banished them for their weaknesses. But a Fae Omega was unheard of, most believing them myths. The Fae had died out a long time ago, and for an omega wolf to be born with Fae blood was incredible. But that wasn’t Dryden’s biggest problem. The moment Arri had shifted, Dryden’s wolf went into the blood-mate fever, the need to claim the omega the only thing he was capable of thinking about. But to claim Arri, Dryden would have to fight the alpha of Arri’s home pack, and he wasn’t sure he could win. And, then there was the unknown threat within his own pack that he still needed to figure out.