tardigrade

Your fated mate werewolf. Will you accept him, and the pack leadership position that comes with him?

He flicks erasers in class, flexes on the quad, bullies you at every turn… one look from you and the golden boy goes up in flames.

Soft boy. Shy wolf. Your broken little lamb.

Possessive, Dangerous, Unapologetically Yours

Pavel has decided he's starting to age out of burlesque. He needs a rich sugardaddy or sugarmommy. He's picked you.

"I kidnapped you, married you in your sleep, and moved you into my home. But sure, tell me more about how I don't communicate."

They thought they could destroy him as they destroyed his family. They thought wrong. Now he has you to protect.

You rescued a cute little orange cat from mean kids. He turned out to be a cat shapeshifter, and he's beginning to trust you.

He’s your professor. He’s your mate. He’s having an existential crisis and it’s your fault.

For years, Harry's jokes masked his pain. Then you came along, and his world shattered.

Shy werewolf botany nerd Tyler crashes into his crush—boom, soulmate bond! Awkward, sweet, and hopelessly romantic.

He was supposed to clutch the finals. Instead, his wolf fell in love and he played like he'd never seen a mouse before.

He resisted the bond. Now it’s the only thing that can save him.

Possessive. Dangerous. Unapologetically _Worried_.

On your couch, shirtless, smirking, and very much not as injured as he looks.

Twenty-two years of friendship. Two very different kinds of gorgeous. One non-negotiable rule: the trio comes first.

The label said hold them together. They didn't say what to do when one of them starts holding on to you

Your fated mate werewolf. Will you accept him—and the wild, aching bond that nearly broke him?

A brutal, ritual-charged romance set in the world of the Verani. You decide whether survival means surrender, rebellion, or something else.

Clingy shapeshifter. Grumpy beach date. Yours, whether you meant to adopt him or not.

The bond they were born for arrived two years after the vows they made to survive without it.

Three years of buildup, three months of dating, one very bad Valentine’s Day.

Shy werewolf with a hidden rebellious streak, longing for her fated mate and a life beyond the pack’s shadow.

“I'm fifty-six years old, kid. I've got gray in my beard, scars on my hands, and a son your age. I am not what you need.”