Vor neun Jahren verließ ich Port Alder mit einer Narbe, einem Geheimnis und dem festen Vorsatz, nie zurückzukehren. Die Beerdigung meiner Mutter brachte mich heim. Das Rudel schickte Tobias Kaine, um mich zu holen. Tobias war mein Bodyguard in dem Sommer, in dem ich achtzehn wurde. Er ist der Vater meines Sohnes. Er hat ihn nie kennengelernt. Vier Tage genügen ihm, um es herauszufinden Mateo hat seine silbernen Augen und hrt einen Hirsch, bevor ich ihn sehe. Das Rudel will meinen Jungen als Besitz. Ihr Alpha hat ein Jahrzehnt lang meine Briefe gestohlen, um Tobias ungebunden zu halten. Meine Mutter starb nicht an Altersschwäche. Jemand hat sie vergiftet, um mich nach Hause zu bringen. Tobias muss sich entscheiden zwischen der einzigen Familie, die er je hatte, und der, von der er nie wusste, dass er sie geschaffen hat. Er entscheidet sich für den Jungen. Er entscheidet sich für mich.

Jonah Reyes has made Wren Ashford's life smaller for three years. She does not know why. He does. When the team's equipment manager quits two weeks before pre-season, Wren takes the job because the stipend pays her mother's medical bills and she is out of better options. Now she is in the locker room every day. Hanging his jersey. Sorting his gear. Standing close enough to smell the rink on him. He hates her. He follows her. He does not explain. Then a leaked accident report lands on the front of the student paper, and the reason Jonah has been breaking the wrong person comes apart in her hands. A dark enemies-to-lovers hockey bully romance about grief, grudges, and two people who were never the guilty ones.

Four years of marriage and Elena Marchetti still slept with one eye open. When her husband is killed on a Blackridge hunt, she expects to be shipped off. Instead his stepbrother Ronan moves into the estate the day after the funeral and refuses to leave. He isn't here for her. He's here for the truth about who ordered his brother's death - and who tried to have him killed when he was ten. Elena should hate him. She's spent four years learning to hate in silence. But Ronan is the first wolf she's met who tells her the truth, and the truth in Blackridge is poison. A dark stepbrother shifter romance about one widow, one stepbrother, and the family they bury together.

Nell Braddock kam nach Cinder Hollow, um zu verschwinden. Neuer Name. Neue Haarfarbe. Ein Job, bei dem sie in einem Laden mit einer Glocke über der Tür Rehbcke aufhängt. Drei Wochen lang funktioniert es. Dann bemerkt sie die Stiefelabdrücke im Schnee unter ihrem Fenster, immer die gleiche Grße, immer mit den Zehen nach oben. Bishop Reyes ist vierundvierzig, Road Captain der Hollow Saints, und er sitzt seit ihrer Ankunft jede Nacht auf dem Dach gegenüber. Er weiß, vor wem sie flieht. Er weiß auch, dass der Bruder des Mannes wieder im Staat ist. Bishops Plan ist einfach und unverzeihlich: Er macht Nell laut zu seiner, damit jeder, der zusieht, versteht, durch wen er gehen müsste. Nell hat kein Mitspracherecht. Bis sie es doch hat. Kein Verstecken, kein Weglaufen ist eine langsam brennende Stalker-MC-Romanze über eine Frau, die sich nicht vereinnahmen lassen will, und einen Mann, der sich nicht abweisen lässt.

Nell Braddock came to Cinder Hollow to disappear. New name. New hair. A job mounting deer heads in a shop with a bell over the door. For three weeks it works. Then she notices the boot prints in the snow beneath her window, the same size every time, always pointing up. Bishop Reyes is forty-four, road captain of the Hollow Saints, and he has been sitting on the roof across the street every night since she arrived. He knows who she is running from. He also knows the man's brother is back in the state. Bishop's plan is simple and unforgivable: make Nell his, loudly, so that anyone watching understands what they'd have to walk through. Nell doesn't get a say. Until she does. No Hiding, No Running is a slow-burn stalker MC romance about a woman who refuses to be claimed and a man who refuses to be refused.

Isolde Maren has exactly one job at Ironspire: swear the Vow, take the seat that's been kept empty for her family for two generations, and go home. The Vow binds her for seven years - and to whoever signs the second and third line. Isolde expects one name. She gets two: Niall, of a family that lost its seat to Isolde's grandfather, and Ferran, who signs as a witness and then can't step back. Then the Vow takes a third name nobody mentioned. Doran. Ironspire's most notorious dropout, back at the last minute, and refusing to say why. Isolde spends the year trying to void the contract and discovers something worse than a forced marriage: her family never forfeited its seat. They traded it. And the trade is still live. Now Isolde has one assembly, one challenge, and one chance to take back a name that was sold out from under her - with three signatures on her side this time.

I left Port Alder nine years ago with a scar, a secret, and no intention of ever coming back. My mother's funeral brought me home. The pack sent Tobias Kaine to bring me in. Tobias was my bodyguard the summer I turned eighteen. He is the father of my son. He has never met him. Four days is all it takes for him to work it out - Mateo has his silver eyes and can hear a deer move before I can see it. The pack wants my boy as property. Their alpha has been stealing my letters for a decade to keep Tobias unattached. My mother didn't die of old age. Someone poisoned her to bring me home. Tobias will have to choose between the only family he's ever had and the one he never knew he made. He chooses the boy. He chooses me.

Eleven years as Luna. One spring gathering to lose it. Linden Voss leaves the Hollow Creek pack with a duffel bag, a severance check, and the pack's old account book tucked in her coat - a habit she can't break. She buys a failing used-book shop in Marrow Bay and plans to be nobody's anything. Then Ottoline Pryce is found dead in a locked greenhouse, and the town calls it a heart attack. Linden knows better. Ottoline was a shifter's widow, and the appraisal ledger in Linden's back room lists a first edition that has no business existing. Following the ledger takes her through an estate auction, a taxidermist with a grudge, and a dead woman's estranged son - and into a thirty-year scheme that laundered pack severance money through forged rare books. When her old mate arrives to ask her home, Linden has a question of her own: whose money did he spend? A cozy mystery of bookshops, small towns, and the packs that lie about their accounts.