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Life is good. In just a couple short weeks, I’ll be starting a new job; I’ll be business partners with Holden in our own consulting firm. I’ll be working alongside my best friend instead of the incompetent blowhards I have to put up with now. It also means I’ll get to see more of Holden and his fiance/little Ollie. I can’t get enough of my self-appointed nephew. I love hanging out with both of them; to have adult conversations with Holden and watch Ollie play. But as happy as I am that my friends have found love, I can’t help but be jealous.

Sweet little Ollie has narcolepsy, and most of his life, he’s been misunderstood. Even his own parents thought he was just lazy and distant. Then when they learned of his condition, his young years were full of doctor’s visits, sleep studies, and medication trials. He missed out on a lot of ‘childhood’ staples, and finds comfort in them even as an adult. Playing allows him to escape from his troubles and be happy and at peace.

Twenty years ago, there was a terrible accident which put my son in a wheelchair and took the life of the woman whom I thought I’d spend my life with. I became depressed and despondent, and pushed everyone away. I could have lost it all forever, but fate, a little luck, and a firecracker named Finn helped me piece my life back together.

Archie is a fox shifter who has only ever known a wild life of living off the land, as he's forbidden to pass boundaries set by his Alpha. He's never been valued or appreciated, all because of birthright and ignorance. He's been tossed aside by his family and used by his skulk until he can no longer see his own worth. But with Fate's intervention, a little luck, and a lot of bravery, Archie finds a new life filled with friends, comfort, and a perfect mate.

Long gone are the days of war, when I raised my sword and fought alongside my people, against wicked, greedy souls of our vampire kind. We were victorious over those who stood against us, and King Felipe took his rightful spot on the throne. He appointed a Coven Master for each region to watch over, guide, and protect our people. He named me Coven Master of my hometown of Beckenridge, Scotland, because of my strength, instincts, and fairness.

I’ve got a problem—a handsome, brown-eyed, wonderful problem. I’ve fallen deep in love with my cousin-in-law Finn’s friend, Miles. He’s my friend, too, which is where the problem comes in. I’m so far into the friendzone I can’t even see daylight anymore. Just a few days ago, I shared an incredible moment with him—he asked me to dance at Finn and Harley’s wedding, and I held his perfect little body all night long. If he knew the truth about how much that evening meant to me, he’d probably freak out. I should keep my distance too, but I can’t stay away.

For over 300 years, I’ve waited for fate to deliver my soul mate; the person I’d love for the rest of my life; the one I was destined to protect, to treasure and to cherish. The one to complete me. I never expected to find him dancing like an angel in my nightclub. The moment my eyes gazed upon his beauty, my heart was gone. The most mesmerizing thing about him were his eyes; he had the biggest, roundest doe eyes I’d ever seen. They were an enchanting shade of blue; the exact color of the Mediterranean Sea. When I looked into those eyes, I was home.

I’m not like most guys my age; I had a very different upbringing, which is why I’m going on my first date at age 21. I have dreams of finding someone special and falling in love, but those dreams are dashed when my date goes straight to hell. Luckily, two men swoop in to rescue me. Two gorgeous men. Two gorgeous brothers. I couldn’t pick out the more handsome of the pair if I had a gun to my head. And once we get to talking, I find out I like each of their personalities as well.

I’ve been truly blessed in life. Professionally, I have a job I enjoy, and which also pays the bills and then some. Personally, I have the best son anyone could ask for. But Henley is grown now, and though he’ll always need his dad, he has found the most incredible partner in his Daddy, Amir. I couldn’t be happier for the pair, but I also can’t deny the void I feel when watching their interactions. The love and care between them make my heart ache with desire.

Dr. Tage Bentley has dedicated his life to helping others, from his design of a blood substitute, which has helped both vampires and humans alike, to his fight to eradicate human disease. Care giving is hardwired into him, and there is one thing he longs to care for above all else—a special boy of his own.

Twin lion shifters Felix and Enzo have always known that sharing a mate was a possibility. A probability even, as they’ve never been strangers to sharing a man.

I’ve known my whole life that I was a caretaker and Daddy, and it shows in everything that I do. I even own a toy store downtown, spending my days helping people choose things that make them happy. While I love what I do, it’s also difficult to see Daddies bringing in their littles, and witnessing the love they share when I have no one.

People say I’m a cocky, loud, sarcastic asshole. And, well...they’d be right. But there’s more to me than that, more than anyone knows. Pain from my past has made me uninterested in any connection with a man beyond a night of fun. That is, until Lyle Watson comes onto the scene. The secret and mystery behind the sweet little redhead’s eyes drive me to distraction wondering what his story is. I long to crack open his shell and get a glimpse into his true personality. When I get that glimpse, I become insatiable. But I quickly discover I’m not the only one with a hard story.

I’m a piece of crap, but at least I can admit it. I hook up with random guys every week, but it never means anything; it’s just nameless, emotionless fun with other pieces of crap. The only person who sees me as being worth anything is my best friend, Chase. He’s everything I wish I could be: kind, sweet, understanding. He’s too good for this world, and definitely too good for me.

Denver is used to being tough and taking charge. As a police officer, it's necessary for survival. But he has a deep desire for someone to take care of him - to allow him to relax and embrace his little side. It's a desire he's never expressed or experienced, and at 53, Denver's afraid that he's missed his chance. He worries that no one would want a six-foot-two, burly, gray-haired boy. But fate has a surprise in store.

Stone - So much has changed in the past few months. My packmates Rowan and Phoenix have found their fated mates and have never been happier. They've also never been more ridiculous; the big, strong shifters are constantly going all giggles and googly-eyes over their men. The strangest part of it all has been realizing that's what I want for myself (my mate...NOT the giggles). For the longest time, I was in no hurry to meet my mate.

Nikolai is the master vampire to his coven, in a world where humans and paranormal beings live together in peace...usually. When a pack of rogue coyote shifters threatens the city, Nikolai answers a call for aid from the local police department; humans are no match for the speed and strength of paranormals.

Talon - I cocked up. But it wasn’t like my normal cock ups, which happen way more often than I’d like to admit; this was the cock up of a lifetime. I was feeling restless and frustrated, and decided to blow off a little steam with a random hookup in the bathroom of a gay club. That’s not so bad, right? Well, it wouldn’t have been, if my mate didn’t choose that exact moment to walk in.

Phoenix - Though our beginning was marred by tragedy and our number is small, I couldn’t be prouder to be the alpha of the Pine Ridge Pack of wolf shifters. We protect each other and our land, where we reside in homes built by our own hands. Our job gives us pride and purpose, and we get everything we need from the land and the nearby town. Everything except one. Every shifter has one true soulmate granted to them by Fate; one person they are to love, protect and cherish for all time.

Jay - I’m not what you’d call a “people person”. It’s not that I dislike people necessarily, but I do hate their drama; I’ve got enough of that shit in my personal life. I recently learned that the man who raised me isn’t my biological father; rather, my father is a grumpy asshole named Brooks. Things were bumpy at first, but now I get along great with Brooks and his fiance Noah, who is four years younger than I am. But the drama doesn't stop there; for some time, I’ve been questioning my sexuality. I even started fantasizing bout my silver fox of a boss, Mr. Taylor.