I’d spent my entire life voiceless. Ignored. Put to the side. All because I couldn’t communicate with the humans that I was surrounded by. All because I wasn’t surrounded by my own kind, my parents su…
I always thought I’d die crushed under the weight of my TBR pile, but my death was a plot twist I didn’t see coming. Save your sympathy! Now that I’m dead, I’m living my best freaking life. I’m free to…
After years of putting it off, I find myself ready for a pack. I’m not much of a social person, books and writing being my whole life, so meeting a pack organically is out of the question.
To be a successful pack, you must have an Omega. Alpha and Beta shifters can become feral when congregated in large numbers without an Omega’s calming influence.
Well shiz. Things are not going the way I planned. My danger-noodle stalker is apparently one of my Heart Bonded. Add to that list a lost Orc-Elf Prince…and his brother… That was an awkward conversation,…
Forced to bond with a fluffle of rabbit shifters who care only for my ability to provide offspring, I’ve spent the last several months tucked away in a burrow. My matched wouldn…
Surprise! I died... again. Except this time, I'm dead-dead. I'm told this is the type of death that not even a phoenix can come back from... It's a good thing I suck at following the rules.
I’ve always been an odd one, never caring what people thought of me. Some people expect me to be a certain way because I’m an omega, but I dance to the beat of my own drum…
