Welcome to the opulent world of the Masters of the Savoy, where the men and women might be a little different–more than human. The men appeared out of nowhere one day, determined to grab life and look for love. But watch out–you never know what darkness lurks in the shadows.

The bust had gone down like clockwork. Moving through the deserted warehouse she found a set of stairs that led down. She heard a haunting sound coming from the depths of the building. Taking a deep breath, she descended a set of stairs and rounded a stack of metal cages. There, chained to the floor with heavy iron links, was a dragon. A real-life, scaled, and winged dragon.

Mystery novelist and member of the Mystery Writer’s Murder Club, Jessica Murdoch, heads off for a staycation at a bed and breakfast in her hometown of Badger’s Drift, Maine for some rest and relaxation. When a murder takes place in her luxurious suite, she figures it’s up to her to uncover the town’s secrets and find the killer. Thorn Wilder, of the Major Crime Unit of the Maine State Police, is assigned to investigate the murder.

In the dark mists of time, the empire was torn apart by men who valued power over principle. An ancient goddess of courage and honor called upon four great wildcats to become her familiars and impose order on the war-torn realm.

In the next few weeks, I’m opening a luxury casino featuring a roulette wheel that once belonged to the Marquis de Sade. Bonding dreams with my fated mate has been an unexpected delight and has revealed the truth of who she is. Sounds easy, right? Wrong! She is neither panther nor human; she’s a sexy fox-shifter with a nasty temper and a rebellious streak a mile wide. Turning her is forbidden and she’s determined to fight me. But what do I care? I love a challenge, and if it’s illegal, so much the better.

Freyja knew Ragnarök was coming. She needed to ensure those left behind would be protected. “Hear me now. The gods continue to argue amongst themselves even as Ragnarök approaches. I bestow upon you three the gift of transfiguration. From beast to man, you and your descendants will be able to shape shift at will. Live among the people as human, calling upon your shifted form to lend you strength when it is needed. Watch over my people and see they do not perish from this earth.”

Serious, focused, and surly are just a few of the things Cooper has been called since he left the Seals and started working at Cerberus’ black ops security firm. He continues to have recurring nightmares and often questions his own judgment, especially when it comes to women. His preference is casual, no strings attached relationships. What he got was a sassy spitfire with fire in her eyes. He knew from the moment she ran into his arms that she wasn’t anything like his other clients and her case would be his.

Killian O’ Neill controls the pulse of the vibrant horse racing world in the Finger Lakes region of New York. He also has ties to a powerful Syndicate in Ireland. Carlyn Murphy is the investigative reporter who took comfort in his arms for one night, and then walked away.

Rule number one of Wall Street: don’t fall in love with your billionaire boss. I hate my boss. The Wall Street tycoon is a jerk. A world-class alpha-hole. Devastatingly handsome but terribly flawed. He goes through assistants like I go through vanilla lattes, and I need this job. But I went to school with bullies like him, so I’m not afraid. I hate my attraction to him. How sparks fly when we spar. The way he barks orders and dresses me down. I hate how I fantasize about him during and after work hours.

One moment in time changed everything. The world as we knew it unraveled when portals were opened to the multiverse, leaving Earth vulnerable to attack. In exchange for opening these portals, our government granted the shifters from other worlds something they desperately needed–mates.

Once more, a malevolent presence threatens wolfen society. They say my love story with my fated mate, Darby, ended with my death, but they were wrong. They say my eldest son, Jean-Edouard, is nothing at all like me. They are wrong about that as well. They say a lot of things, but I will prove them wrong.

I have my life planned, and it does not include a fated mate. A job offer in San Francisco combined with an invitation to visit New Orleans for a friend’s restaurant opening gives me the perfect excuse for leaving home. The trip was supposed to be the beginning of something new and exciting. Instead, it has turned into a nightmare. Evil was waiting for me, and its powers are growing. Only a force greater than evil can stop what’s coming next.

The Syndicate Masters were assigned as Guardians by a priestess many centuries ago. She gathered the last of her magick, mixed it with the prairie winds, and blew into her hand, releasing the guardians. To the north, the spotted leopard was dispatched; to the south, the noble striped tiger; and in between the two, the great maned lion.

My unique relationship with Beck ten years ago made me the perfect choice for an undercover operation. My job: bring down Randall Beckett and his Phoenix Syndicate. In all these years I have never shared his secrets. What makes me think I can now?

Five years ago, I drove away from my birthday party, my father, and his mafia organization. I’ve been living off the grid in Moab, Utah. When my father is brutally killed, I am suddenly a wanted woman by various entities, including the Feds, the Cartel, my father’s odious second-in-command, and the head of the Gateway Syndicate, Nolan Hamilton, none of them good.