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In my world, nothing is more important than finding a pack that’s the perfect scent match. But what happens when your matches also happen to be forbidden? Welcome to my personal hell. My name is Quinn and I can never have the pack that’s meant for me. An unexpected turn of events has me out of a job and my apartment in the same week. When my mom and step-dads set off on a tour of the world and ask me to house sit, I can’t say no.

My memories and my family had been ripped from me. I have been stalked, tortured, abandoned, and betrayed...but I’m not broken. This world is not what I thought it to be, and while my new relationships only grow stronger by the day, tensions rise, bringing new and old enemies to our door. Only this time, I don't have to face them alone. I’ve learned there are worse things in life than the monsters hiding in the shadows, and I’m done cowering in fear.

Adara and Einar are at a crossroads. With no allies left in the fae realm, they only have one option left to unlock Adara's powers—the dragons who fled Ediria nearly twenty years ago. To find the dragons, Adara will have to travel to the heart of Mount Furian and access the portal they used to escape. Since Einar cannot cross the portal himself, she will have to travel to this dangerous new realm and convince the dragons to help her without her staunchest ally by her side.

One mistake cost me everything. My gorgeous triton tail was gone, and in its place were the worst things imaginable—tentacles. I’ve learned to live with being different, but now the clock is ticking down to being stuck with them forever. But when a chance presents itself to possibly go back to the way things once were, I can’t pass it up.

Fox, JJ, Chase, and Maverick. The four names tattooed onto my heart more permanently than any of the ink on my skin. They don’t just live in this town anymore, they rule it. And the view here may be beautiful, but the sun, sea and sand hide dark secrets. The gangs. The lies. The violence. It all lurks beneath a veil so thin that once you’ve seen through it, you can never close your eyes to the truth again. But I don’t plan on closing my eyes. I have four devils set in my sights. And this dead girl no longer has anything to lose.

Humans and dragons alike had declared war in Kalista. Every supernatural must stand and fight, but would it be unified or did the dragon cult hold their allegiance? Humans have been experimenting on their own, creating something more mechanical than human. Dragons have been making alliances with other supernaturals under the guise of fighting our mutual enemy, but their agenda was darker than that. All I wanted was to hide away with my mates, wrapped in the love we shared. It was a fantasy I desperately yearned for, but with every turn, a new enemy revealed themself.

Lords of Wrath, the second book in the Royals of Forsyth University series, is coming soon!

Bred in a world of gang wars, violence, and secrets, they rule the bloody town of Thorn Valley and all the people in it...too bad for me, I’ve never been good at kissing ass or keeping quiet. Even if their savage spirits awaken something inside of me I thought was long dead, I can’t break. I won’t. They think they scare me, that I’ll run and hide, but the joke’s on them. The Crows aren’t the first monsters I’ve faced, and they won’t be the last. There are worse evils out there waiting to take their stab at Ava Jade Mason. I say, let them try.

I have huge man problems—literally—since one of my mates is a T-Rex. Things are about to get interesting, because my day job happens to be in a museum, a museum full of dinosaur bones, if you know what I mean. It turns out my bloodline is older than dirt, and an ancestral matchmaker decided to send me some gifts…aka, men. And not just any men, but dinosaur shifters from the past.

My life changed forever the day my father's oil rig crashed into the ocean. Now, three men want answers I don't have, and they'll do whatever it takes to get them. Jax, Morgan, and Blake want to destroy me, but I know their secret. I’m questioning everything I knew to be true. Especially when the truth about them leads to discovering a deep, long-hidden secret about myself. They aren't who they appear to be...but neither am I.

No one makes me look weak. I’ll show everyone there are consequences for crossing my family. Arianna Pontrelli is mine. I forge her signature on the marriage contract. And stake my claim on this cold, aloof woman. Then show the entire world that she belongs to me.

When an Omega turns 21, he or she is to attend Calling Wood University in search of their packs before their first heat. Well, you see, I'm not like what society has labeled what Omegas should be. I don't want to play homemaker and submit to a bunch of Alphas. So when I take Calling Wood by storm, I'm quick to show that the typical Alpha packs just won't do.

I escaped from Fellgotha by the skin of my teeth, and now Elatha will do anything to get me back. My only hope lies in the pilgrimage; an ancient journey taken by Nicnevins to demand the allegiance of the minor royals. But no one expected my own body to betray me. My fever is coming, and I crave my mates to the point of distraction. On top of that, their protective instincts are running riot. With all of us preoccupied, we might just end up handing our enemies the opportunity they need to bring about our downfall.

I came to Black Veil for a new start. A chance to find myself again, and maybe learn how to control my unruly magic. Instead, I've somehow bonded myself to three amazing men, found out I'm mated to my childhood best friend, and my magic grows more unstable by the day.

Growing up in Stone Brook with my aunt and uncles, I wanted nothing more than to find my place in this world. I longed to discover more about my missing past and make sense of my wild magic. Little did I know those answers would come with so many more questions. My nightmares are now a reality as the forces against my men and I tear us apart. Heaven and Hell are colliding, the shadows are circling, and the enemy is closing in. But I’m no stranger to the dark.

I may be an omega, but I’ve got dreams and goals of my own, and none of them include shacking up with a pack of raging alphas just because biology says I have to. That time will come and I’ll welcome it with open arms, but for now, I’m doing me. I’ve managed to make a name for myself on the PackChat App, unintentionally starting a movement. As my birthday looms, my bestie convinces me to attend a major influencer conference where my rivals and I are keynote speakers. I’m determined to prove the real Bexley Carter is not the evil omega they portray me as.

My new home is in danger and I still have so much to learn. I should be grateful that I’ve finally found all five members of my Guard, but one of them is on the wrong side of the war tearing Faerie apart. After diving in front of a killing blow intended for my brother, I’m reborn far from the safety of my palace walls. Exhausted and out of options, my only choice is to flee.

Supernaturals split with opinions for the hierarchy being abolished, sowing seeds of discord in an already divided people. The dragons of Blezen implanted their DNA into their supernatural allies, but their plan wasn’t producing the dragon mutation they’d expected. Their only hope to have the dragon utopia they craved was to take possession of the supernatural relic. The humans and supernaturals fought at the site for the supernatural relic, a relic capable of wiping magic from Kalista. The three sides of this war were at perilous odds, but whoever ended up with the relic would win the war.

Three new royals are called to deliver the fraternity’s greatest duty—creating an heir. First, they'll have to find the perfect princess who can handle the demands of the position.

I can’t say I don’t deserve the penalty time. I’ve been keeping secrets, huge ones, from those closest to me. I mean, sometimes a girl just needs something that’s solely hers. Something she can hold close to her heart or, more accurately, her greedy little Omega pus… Well, you can probably read between the lines—something is more like someones.