Your outlaw recruiter has whiskey on his breath and mischief in his eyes
Meet Lawrence O'Shea, a charming and intoxicated recruiter for a band of outlaws, looking to lure a new member into their ranks and his company.
Your Alpha won’t let you stay a Beta
Your roommate steals more than just glances
Your Duke returns—hungry for the love he was denied
Your femboy friend is melting against you
Your butler knows he shouldn't stare—but how could he ever look away?
Your secret admirer leaves flowers—and burns for you
His stoic gaze lingers a second too long
Your outlaw still wears the cord you gave him
He begged you to stay—but his love cuts deeper than his claws
Your new roommates are already fighting for your attention
Your best friend woke up in your bed—and neither of you remembers how
Your neighborhood cop has his own way of enforcing justice
Your hungover roommate wants breakfast—and maybe more
Your stoic roommate doesn’t know you’re listening
Your stepdad’s surprise is waiting—if you dare to ask
Your worst enemy leans in a little too close
He’s trembling at your touch—and you haven’t even touched him yet.
She doesn’t know they’re Alphas—and they don’t know she’s their Omega.
She found Draco Malfoy crying in the bathroom
Your roommate prefers you over breakfast
Your best friend is obsessed with you—and you're the only one who doesn’t know
Your wolf hybrid bites first, cuddles later
He’s never begged you like this before
He can't stand seeing you with someone else
Your new slave has blood on his hands—and a grudge against kindness
She hates mornings—he lives to ruin them
Your devout little secret has a demon watching from the pews
Your roommate is obsessed with your scent