"I want my very own castle; I want tons of servants and men throwing themselves at my feet. I want to be pampered and rich. I want my own bloody fairy tale!" Unfortunately even wishes never went smoothly for Sarah. Instead of getting her happily ever after Sarah was unceremoniously dumped into a world that was both completely alien and chock full of intrigue and peril as well. She got the castle and servants all right but she also got plenty more that wasn't listed in the programme. Now all she could do was bide her time and pray for a way out of the mess before it was too late. Iain McLaughlin swore he'd never marry an Englishwoman. Infamous as the Black Wolf of the Highlands the gruff warrior was used to having everything his own way. But circumstances had a way of changing in the blink of an eye. Even a great laird isn't immune to the dictates of fate. So now he had no choice but to ride forth and claim his prize, whether he wants it or not however is another matter entirely.

A collection of stories all connected by one thing: Crescent City, the domain of werewolves. Slip through the streets of this city of magic and luxury, and you'll see alpha-kings with scars beneath their suits and blood staining the diamonds worn by their queens. Humans may be found there, too, scraping out a life in the spaces between pack territories. Fragile in the face of fangs. Entranced under predatory gazes. Loyalty unbroken even in death, forbidden love that flares into murder, and dark passions that come to life only in the deep of night. Welcome to a city that uncovers the beasts hiding in all hearts.