Possessive Monsters

After a break-in at my apartment, I get my very own security detail. Cool right? Wrong. The big, brooding beast assigned to protect me 24/7 is the very same cocky guard who caught me at the wedding!

When I enlist the help of Redrock Protective Services, I expect to meet with one of the company’s gargoyle brothers. Instead, I find myself face-to-face with a demon. And by the heated glow in his eyes, guarding is the last thing he wants to do with my body. Eamon is rippling with muscles, rides a motorcycle, and has extra, uh...parts...for my pleasure—all the things that have my body screaming YES! Too bad a demon lover is a distraction I can’t afford, not when I’m running from a centuries-old spirit intent on stealing my identity.

The naga next door has perfect pecs, washboard abs, and the world’s sharpest jawline, but that doesn’t mean he’s off the hook for disturbing the peace. But this time, when I stomp over to give the my noisy neighbor a piece of my mind, I find Zayn’s front door ajar and his groceries scattered on the ground.

So, this is rock bottom. Not only did I lose my job and my apartment, but now, an ultra-secret snow leopard shifter group wants me to marry a guy I never met and have babies to save our species. And they’re coming in three days to take me away. Cue me getting smashed alone on a Thursday night. That is until the world’s sexiest, brooding stranger walks in, all sharp angles and hard lines. He’s massive and covered in muscles, and his mesmerizing green-gray eyes has my knees turning to jelly. In a moment of brilliance—or perhaps it was the gin and tonic—I ask him to marry me.

When my brother steals a treasure from a dragon’s precious hoard, I find myself facing down the monster sent to retrieve the locket. Mateo gives me three days to produce the stolen goods, or he’ll lock me in the dungeon and throw away the key. The catch? He’s not letting me out of his sight. What starts out as a hunt for my wayward brother ends up with me in the sights of a ruthless wizard. My manticore captor-turn-protector is more than the sum of his parts, and I soon realize I’m falling for him. But love means nothing if I can’t get out of this alive.

Most people cry when they’re left at the altar. Me? I cast a spell to find the perfect man. But when a very bare and uh…impressive…incubus appears in my living room, I know I messed up. Serves me right for trying a spell I found on the internet! I’m both disappointed and relieved when Prax is summoned away. I think he’s gone for good, until I wake the next morning to my sexy incubus in nothing but an apron, making me breakfast in bed.

This new job at the Darlington Museum is everything I ever wanted. The pay is awesome, and I get to spark a passion for history in young minds. I just need to pass my probation period. No problem, right? Wrong! The second week in, I spill hot coffee all over my super sexy billionaire dragon shifter boss, ruining his pants. Then, while trying to help him clean up, I accidentally grab something rather, uh—formidable—and totally inappropriate. Talk about a horrible first impression!

My recent one-night-stand was perfect in every way, so I ghosted him to save my heart. Only to find out he’s my new neighbor! Now Marcus and I must team up to stop greedy land developers from destroying our homes. Along the way, I discover that he’s not just a monster under the sheets but sweet, considerate, and super protective to boot. My heart is definitely toast. But the musclebound minotaur is hiding a dangerous secret. And if his past catches up to him, it will threaten much more than our homes. It may cost him his freedom, and me my heart.

What’s worse than waking up in the hospital with the mother of all concussions? Finding out the guy sent to care for me is the same too-sexy-for-his-own-good wizard who stole my flipping cruiser! Cocky, powerful, and a shameless flirt, Seth is everything I hate. So why do my knees turn to jelly every time he calls me a cutesy nickname? Ugh! Why, oh why, do I have a weakness for chiseled abs and piercings? It’s not like he’s even available! And to complicate things even more, I find Seth’s equally sexy and even sweeter demon lover, Liam, just as irresistible.

Losing my job sucks. Getting canned because the boss’s sleazy nephew can’t take no for an answer? Infuriating. To stop me from hexing him into oblivion, my coven drags me out to Darlington’s premier paranormal nightclub to dance off the rage. When I’m targeted by an unknown spell, who else but Julian, the Delerium’s sexy-as-sin owner, steps up to care for me. The incubus has a reputation for breaking hearts and headboards, so I know better than to let mine get involved. But he’s also sweet and considerate, and surprisingly possessive.

Rock bottom never looked so good. My fiancé murdered someone over a dragon’s egg. I panicked and ran. I also, maybe, accidentally stole the egg. That part was unintentional. Mostly. Now I’m on the run with stolen supernatural cargo, a murderous ex-fiancé on my heels, and a half-formed plan to throw myself at the mercy of the powerful dragon of Darlington. Enter Graham. He’s a gargoyle with wings, claws, and the whole shebang, and he claims he’s here on behalf of the very dragon I’m on my way to see. He just can’t prove it. He’s also hot as sin. And apparently exactly my type. One stolen egg.