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At 48, running a café while wrangling twin wolf toddlers was hard enough. Then fate decided to mate me with a rock star, just in time for Christmas. Welcome to my midlife crisis, holiday edition.

At 46, I went back to college to learn about mythical creatures. I never thought my hot professor would turn me into one.

As if being a 40-year-old runaway bride wasn’t bad enough, I had to shift at the altar and become a runaway wolf. My human fiancé may not be my fated mate. But we share a child, so I thought I could make it work. I never understood how a wealthy real estate mogul could be interested in a meager seamstress like me anyway, but he was persistent on making me his bride. Fast forward to today, I’m walking down the aisle. I think I'm having wedding day jitters.

Between caring for his shifter war brothers at the VA, being a single dad, and attending to his duties with the elite Special Ops Shifter Force, Dr. Drake Sheridan has his hands full. Being called away to covertly diffuse the most complex issues among clans - ones that even the shifter conclave can’t handle - can be tough, but this Special Forces medical sergeant is always up for the challenge. When he gets a call about an alpha who’s supposedly been brainwashed by her three mates, Drake knows he has to step in.

I never imagined the drama that would ensue once Dwight stepped into my life. All I wanted to do was to make a name for myself - to claim my little piece of the pie - and buy the neighborhood bar I've been working at for the last few years. Little did I know that I'd be attracting the Wolf Brotherhood into my life.

At 45, Santa finally brought me the right guy for Christmas—until he turned into a bear.

Sera Simpson's fears become a reality when she learns that her sister Aiza has perished in a tragic accident. The case is quickly closed, but Sera's instincts tell her that there is more to her sister's untimely demise than meets the eye. It turns out that Aiza had a strange connection to the Wolf Brotherhood, a local gang of criminal werewolves. Determined to get to the bottom of the mystery, Sera searches Portland for any clue that will shed light on the question.

Holden has come to Earth as one of the last of his kind. Dedicated to raising one of the dragon babies left behind by his slain queen, he must acclimate to this strange new planet in order to succeed. Humans prove to be odd creatures, but one blue-eyed beauty compels him in ways he’s never experienced. Their paths cross often, and he can barely keep his inner dragon in check when she’s nearby. The fierce need to protect her completely takes over, and he knows he must have her.

Nora’s been able to hide her lineage from the humans here on Earth, But I know the secret she holds close to her heart. She’s a dragon princess from my homeland. And keeping her safe is my utmost duty—whether she likes it or not.

Christmas is supposed to be the season of miracles. But seeing my ‘90s high school boyfriend change into a bear isn’t the miracle I’d hoped for.

When Portland's nefarious werewolf biker pack, the Wolf Brotherhood, threatens to stake their claim on Aiza Simpson's tavern, she vows to defend what's rightfully hers. But Aiza might be biting off more than she can chew. Although she's a tough wolf who can stand on her own, she has no idea what dangers the Wolf Brotherhood have in store for her. Her maker - and lover - Dwight is the only person she can turn to for help, but Aiza isn't sure that she can fully trust him. He is, after all, a member of the Wolf Brotherhood

An introvert like me had no business giving readings on stage, trying to prove myself to skeptical strangers—like the hunk across the room arching his silvery brow at me. The stormy-eyed firefighter asked for my help, looking for clues about his fallen comrade’s death. But the moment I envisioned bear paws instead of his buddy’s hands, weirdly enough, I made a believer out of him. I thought that was the last I'd see of Hugh, until he showed up at my door, wanting to know if I could tell him more—and then showing me a wild night neither of us would ever forget.

I definitely wasn’t there to find a new man, but when I felt my cheeks burning at the sight of him I knew it wasn’t just another damn hot flash. So when he asked me to go back to his place to ring in the new year, he didn’t have to ask twice. But we ended up sharing much more than one wild night. I’m technically old enough to be a grandmother, but now I’m pregnant.

When a rugged stranger with soulful eyes showed up and asked me to take a round with him, I soon learned just how good this carpenter is with his hands. But there’s another side of Pax unlike anything I’ve seen. At the risk of sounding certifiably insane, when I was attacked by a client, Pax changed from the man I’d come to love to a snarling, ferocious bear.

My husband sent pics of his eggplant to every woman in Florida. And once I caught on, it was time to divorce the pig. I packed up the RV we’d planned to drive cross-country together, and headed off on an adventure, all on my own. I rolled to a stop in Carlton after finding a paramedic job.

Living on a beach teeming with shifters wasn’t how I pictured retirement. Neither was becoming one’s mate.

My husband got into a fight and plunged off a bridge, leaving me to raise our two children on my own. After struggling for the last fourteen years, I pack up my kids and move in with my crazy old aunt in Carlton. I land a waitressing gig, and the moment I meet the head chef, his deep green eyes have me spellbound.

When I said I needed a midlife reboot, growing pumpkins in a town full of bear people wasn't what I had in mind. Neither was falling for one of them. I should've been more specific when I asked the universe for a change.

I was a workaholic executive—until I almost died. It took a near-death experience to get my priorities straight, And I knew big changes had to be made. Priority #1 was spending more time with my kids and mother, So I quit my job and bought a beach house on Cape Cod. With the sun on my face and my toes in the sand, I met one of the beach rangers, Who turned out to be the hot single dad next door. Dylan helped me move some furniture, And I offered him dinner to thank him for his trouble— Not knowing it would end with dessert.

Have a divorce party, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. It was, until I ended up in handcuffs. A group of Karens rained on my parade at the winery And in my drunken haze, I mooned every last one of them— Along with the responding officer called in to arrest my ass. Not a good look for a teacher starting off in a new little town. When he cuffed me, I stumbled into his rock-hard body, But he softened up once he brought me down to the station, Taking pity on me and caring for me throughout the night.