Meeka

Sci-fi writer, heiress, weirdo, and oldest daughter of the beloved and infamous Hale family, 21-year-old Luna Hale has been known by many names. But the title she’s coveted these days has been elusive...until now. She can see it. It’s in reach. She’s more than ready to be his girlfriend. Luna wants to go on an exploration of Paul Donnelly. Top to bottom. Inside out. To discover all there is to know about her human hero. But he’s afraid some skeletons are better left in the darkness.

When Elizabeth just barely made it through her first full moon as a werewolf, she thought the worst was behind her. She was wrong. While she struggles to control her temper and keep her wolf side at bay, she's also juggling her old life as an attorney living in Raleigh, with being a werewolf in a pack in Asheville. Add in the fact that the man that attacked her is now killing women who look just like her, and she has her hands full. Good thing she has Abraham by her side. The werewolf who's apparently her fated mate is the sexiest man she's ever met, and all hers.

Judge Daughtler was born into privilege, anything he wants he gets. During a night out at a club, Judge meets a mysterious stranger named Flynn, and there is an immediate flash of interest from both men. Judge loses Flynn in the crowd when a fight breaks out and vows to find him again. Unfortunately, Flynn is only too easy to track down because, as it turns out, he is a teacher at Judge’s law school. Undeterred, Judge pursues him.

Liam Luckett is on an adventure. He's dropped out of his master's program without telling his overbearing parents and set off on a road trip across the country. Armed with little more than his guitar, he's looking for his best life. He never expected his car to break down in the middle of nowhere Vermont with a huge storm pending, leaving him stranded and at the mercy of a hunky local mechanic.

Charles knows his affair with August is the most scandalous thing he's ever done. It has the potential to ruin his relationship with the people who matter most to him. Worse, the expiration date he's tacked on their affair has lost its meaning since he's gone and fallen in love with his Sir. August believes there's a future for him and Charles. He might not be able to see it now, but he's not prepared to let Charles go. Not when Charles has brought back something to his life that he thought he'd lost forever.

As alpha of the Regent's Park Pack, Cam's focus is always centered on its members - his personal life pushed aside after the death of his wife. Now that his pack has merged with the Primrose Hill shifters, he can't afford any distractions. Gareth's been in love with his alpha for years, but his position as beta complicates matters. Added to the fact Cam still mourns his late wife, Gareth knows his feelings will never be reciprocated, so he buries them deep.

Alec Knight, a beta in the Regent's Park pack, guards his heart carefully. Ghosts from his past keep him alone and angry, any hope of a relationship impossible while guilt from the pack wars still haunts him. With the anniversary drawing near, Alec needs a distraction. As a lowly member of the Primrose Hill pack, Mark Appleton isn't used to having his alpha's attention. Lately he's had more than his fair share, and not for the right reasons. Despite growing suspicions that all is not well, Mark tries hard to do better, but constant criticism leaves him desperate for a stress outlet.

In the epic conclusion of the trilogy, Declan and Owen have reached the pinnacle of trust. With Daddy Dec proving himself in ways Owen never deemed possible, he's left with no option but to believe that together they make sense. Together they'll weather any storm, because they're a unit that always takes care of each other.

When I first met Whit, I couldn't get away from him fast enough. He's a hockey player, and I hate everything to do with the sport that broke my heart. But I can't help feeling sorry for the guy. He's newly out and desperate to meet someone, but his eagerness seems to scare potential hook-ups away. Agreeing to be his wingman should've been simple. Watching him flirt with other guys made things complicated.

I fled Boston and my cheating jerk of an ex with $300 and a lip gloss in my pocket. Waking up the next day in Burlington, Vermont, with a crick in my back and a frozen ass wasn't exactly in the plan. If there was one. Which there wasn't. Story of my life. Three hours later and I've been hired as temporary help in the local veterinary and grooming clinic, which is kind of impressive since I know zip about animals and even less about grooming. But one thing I do know - I'm crushing hard on the sexy, absentminded vet for whom I work.