Riley Storm

Working at a dive bar on the outskirts of Plymouth Falls, Amber Ferlund can't fall any further. But when the darkness inside her rears its head yet again, driving her out into the cold darkness of a northern winter, she realizes there's always one more level of hell....

When Jessica flees the vicious werewolves for what she hopes will be the safety of House Ursa, she never expects anything more than a cold welcome. She's spent years listening to her sister's mate preaching about the evil bear shifters. Now, one of those same shifters is her guardian....

Haley Meynard is perfectly happy in her world of numbers as the accountant to House Ursa. Like her, they obey set laws and rules. So, when she's yanked from the comfort of her office and told to assist the same person she's just exposed as being a thief, all the rules go out the window....

When the sheriff assigns Rachel Corningstone to solve the greatest crime spree in Plymouth Falls history, she knows this is her shot. The former big-city detective will finally prove to her new peers that she's more than just a pretty face....

The last thing Natalia Kristoff expected was that her friend's wild dream to find her a fake husband for a green card would have any sort of success. Yet here she is, sitting in a private booth, listening to the sexiest man she's ever seen lay out the details of just what he needs....

As heir to one of the powerful dragon houses, my father expects my mate to be a "proper match" for my position. He's spent years parading those he approves past me. I hated them all. No woman was right for me—until our ruler tricked me into taking a human for a mate.

I'm done being someone's second best. And I have the scars from my first marriage to prove it. Now that I'm stuck with a dragon shifter, it's going to take more than muscles as hard as a good D to convince me that they're serious.

We were at war. The dragons claimed we kidnapped their heir, and they wanted him back. They were winning. Our tanks and guns didn't stand a chance. Now they're willing to agree to a truce, but only if we provide them with mates.

The night I got pregnant, the rest of my life went to sh*t. First, I woke up alone, the jerk not even willing to stick around. Then, I got thrown in jail for a crime I didn't commit.