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Ever since I fell in love with Jake as a child, I've thought of him and me as opposites who would complement each other. I'm a psychic medium who works with spirits and tarot cards while Jake is a scientist who only believes in things that can be proven with hard data. Unfortunately, adulthood has only increased our differences, and to Jake and everyone around us, we're more like clashing colors that should avoid mixing. Although I can clear a house of spirits, I have no clue how to clear my heart of Jake.

Once again, I walk this earth alone. Destined for a life of misery as a Rogue—an Omega who can't be tamed. So, what's the point in trying to be desirable? I may as well just give in to the deadly stereotype. I just wish that I could forget about Brody. My scent match. Unfortunately, he belongs to three others. Theo, Alastor, and Kellen won't even let me near him. They think I'm a threat. A monster. Maybe they're right. Maybe the government should have sentenced me to death after all. Yet, if someone as kind as Brody could love me, then perhaps… I'm not as awful as I thought.

I'm every Alpha's worst nightmare. A Rogue Omega who can't be tamed. So when the government gives me a second chance with a new pack, I can hardly contain my surprise. Except there is just one teensy, tiny problem: my new pack are major jerks. And the more time I spend with them, the more I want to kill them. But I must control my Roguish impulses. If I kill my new Alphas, then I'll be back on death row. It's just a shame that I have fallen head over heels for their new Omega. Brody is everything I've ever dreamed of. But his Alphas, Theo, Kellen, and Alastor, won't let me have him.

All I ever wanted was a better life for me and my father. So when I discover the Beta Trials—the government's new initiative to join a Beta to every Alpha-Omega pack—I sign up immediately. The trials just might be my one chance at finding a pack. And if I train hard enough, the government will assign me a pack before I even graduate. Sounds good, right? Except I have one little problem... My new pack doesn't want me.

Toran is happy with his life the way it is. As a Highland noble, he has wealth and status, his sons are grown, and his late wife long gone. When he gets the opportunity to travel to the deep past to solve an old family mystery, he seizes it. But his passionate feelings for the lovely witch Kensa take him by surprise, bringing forth a desire and need he's never felt before.

"Fated Shadows" is a spellbinding reverse harem paranormal romance that plunges listeners into a world where magic, passion, and danger collide. Elara Graves, a fiercely independent woman with a mysterious past, finds herself drawn into the supernatural when a series of chilling encounters reveals that she is the last descendant of a rare, powerful bloodline of witches. Her awakening magic attracts more than just dark forces—it also brings an array of irresistible protectors to her side.

My whole life, I have been starved. Starved of love and starved of affection. My caretaker, Francis, refuses to touch me, and he makes me feel as worthless as dirt. The only love and affection I've ever found are inside the pages of the books he gives me. At least those books make me feel less alone—less starved. They give me hope that I'll find love of my very own one day.

Alone, frightened, and exiled. That's what I get for trusting the Hart Pack. I was a fool to think we could ever be happy, that they would ever want me. It turns out that I'm destined to walk this earth alone, forsaken and forgotten, never anyone's first choice. If Gryphon, Oliver, Barret, and Lachlan don't want me, then no pack ever will. So, what's the point in even trying? There's nothing wrong with being alone after all. It's just unfortunate that my body has other ideas... I'm an Omega now, and I have just gone into heat. And an Omega can die if they don't receive an Alpha's touch.

When I drank the "harmless" punch at the Screaming Woods annual Halloween party, I never expected to wind up dead. Other townspeople grew tails and claws. Not me. Nope. I'm trapped in a realm between life and death. Doomed to wander in search of a cure for the curse. Which is pretty damn complicated when no one can see or hear me. No one except Xander, the town's grumpy reclusive carpenter.

Dr. Cecilia - Ceci - Bradford at your service. I dance, rock climb, and have mastered MMA because just being a 26-year-old doctor isn't enough. It doesn't keep me from remembering the terrifying night my life changed, the night my true love died. I was nearly 17. Life goes on, but the secret I keep is that I still talk to him in my dreams. That was getting me by until Tabron showed up - or, more specifically, until the six-foot-two brute of a Viking whisked me off to another planet because his leader is dying. And the joy didn't end there. I'm being forced to choose a mate.

I freed him from imprisonment only to become his pawn. I, Shandria Langston, last remaining daughter of the leader of the Sunan, was charged with an impossible task. I had to rescue Kraggon Dragmor - sworn enemy of my people - from the death chamber. If I refused, our world as we know it would be destroyed. Oh, but was he happy with my sacrifice? No. Instead of being properly appreciative of this selfless act, of being grateful that I tended to him through a deathly illness, the bastard's kidnapped me.