Caden Flanagan
32, Bouncer, member of the Shadow Vipers biker gang.

Bikers have the best life. Being a member of the Shadow Vipers comes with certain perks and privileges. First, everyone fears you. Nobody wants to mess with a member of a local biker gang, especially one with a certain reputation. Secondly, everyone finds you sexy as… Well, let’s just say we have no problem finding company. I’ll admit, I’ve had my fair share of the ladies. But all that changed the moment I bumped into him. I don’t know what it is, but something about him has got me thinking all sorts of dirty thoughts. It’s new and exciting, but the more I get to know him, the more I realize he’s hiding something. I’m not sure what, but it’s clear that something has him… scared.


Lucas Braden
24, Busboy, major weakness for big beefy biker dudes who have a bit of a possessive side.

Working at a biker bar is torture. The customers are loud, rude, and out of control. So are the workers. But that’s not the worst part. The worst part is being hardcore attracted to the smoking hot bouncer, who is covered in tattoos and has muscles the size of my head. How can I be so attracted to someone yet totally afraid of them at the same time? Oh, did I mention that the guy is straight? Yup. Leave it to me to fall for a guy who is totally unattainable. Well, it’s a good thing that I’m not looking for love. Right now, I am just trying to stay two steps ahead of my past.

If the forest prince is straight, why does it seem like he wants to kiss me? And will I end up regretting it if I let him?

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I spend my mornings working as a barista and my afternoons hiking in the woods trying to find a way into the realm of the fae. Those tricksters stole something from me, and I want it back.

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Then I meet Prince Kalle, who has a wicked scar on his face, a sword at his hip, and the rare ability to talk to animals. We form an easy friendship, in part because he’s searching the woods for something, too: his missing brother.

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Kalle is tall, dark, handsome, kind, and not into men. I tell myself to smother my budding attraction to him, which is especially difficult to do when our quest has us sharing a very small tent.

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Am I just imagining that he’s sending me mixed signals?

Regardless, I need to leave him alone. If Kalle doesn’t find his brother, he’ll have to marry the princess of a rival realm to save his forest from destruction. But losing him might destroy my heart.

Is there any way Kalle won’t have to choose between saving his land and subjects … and me?

I’ve got 99 problems, but a fake marriage shouldn’t be one of them.

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Hunter Burke

Everyone knows my grandfather was a less than savoury human, but I didn’t think he’d stick it to me in new ways after he died.

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I need a husband to claim my inheritance and the sexy new lawyer in town volunteers to step in.

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A fake marriage is the easiest solution to my problem.

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Besides, it’s only temporary, and it comes with perks.

It’s a simple business transaction. No feelings and no fuss.

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He’s city and I’m country. He’s Lexus and I’m a beat-up pickup truck. We couldn’t be more different if we tried.

So why does my chest hurt when I think of him leaving when our time is up?

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Gabe Davis

Hunter Burke needs help and I’m just the guy to do it. We have a mutually beneficial deal and it’s practically foolproof.

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Pretending to be married to the smoking hot cowboy is no hardship. He’s pure sex appeal on horseback.

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What is hard, though, is faking how much I’m liking farm life.

Horses are actually cool, and even the groundhog has grown on me. Porch swing chats are my new favourite thing and my city life is rapidly becoming a distant memory.

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This arrangement has an end date, and divorce papers approaching way too quickly. We were supposed to leave feelings out of this, but I think I’m breaking that rule.

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I want to keep my husband.

How do I convince him we aren’t so different at all and his chest pain might be love?

At 27, I’m pretty sure I’m a defective Omega.

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I still haven’t had my first heat. None of the scents at the Omega center excite me and I’ve never once fallen victim to an Alpha’s bark.

If it wasn’t for my sweetened, overpowered scent, most people would have thought I was an Alpha.

6’2”, broad shoulders, and a snarl that warns away any possible Alpha mates.

That all changes when Alphas Jamie and Olivia show up offering me something no one else has.

Their submission.

One night with them isn’t enough.

It’s a good thing they’re promising me a forever.

Cooper

They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks. Well, at my age, it's not likely I'm coming out of the closet anytime soon. My traumatic childhood taught me that outing yourself is dangerous. And then I meet Sam, a brash, outgoing young man who is nearly half my age. Once I have a taste of him, I can't let him go.

Sam

I've always had a thing for bossy silver foxes. The moment I lay eyes on Cooper, I'm done for. He's everything I've ever wanted in a man. The problem is, he's so far back in the closet he can't see daylight. But I'm not about to give up on him, on us. When push comes to shove, I make my move. I ask him to claim me publicly once and for all. So what do I do when he breaks my heart? I run someplace far away where I can lick my wounds.

I’ve been killing since I was fifteen, and I’ve never looked back.

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First, it was to protect my foster brothers.

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Later, it was to rid the world of the scum that managed to avoid justice.

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The rest of my world was a mundane grey scale of nothingness as I tried to blend in. I only felt alive with the feel of my victim’s pulse slowing under my hand.

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Then I met Jamie.

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Everything about him called to me.

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The terror and determination behind his sage green eyes. The snarky attitude that he used to hide the brokenness inside him.

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He wasn’t meant for the darkness of this world. But he wouldn’t back down, fighting through his fear, fighting for his brother with everything he had.

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I knew I should walk away. Entangling myself with Jamie would only bring attention to me and my brothers, which we didn’t need.

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It was too late for that. The consequences meant nothing to me if it meant keeping Jamie by my side and safe.