[Book 3 of the Taste Series] Six chefs join a high stakes culinary competition under an alias to prove their worth against titans of the industry-six Michelin-star veterans. Among the three judges critiquing their creations is a curious, but reluctant, snowflake. Because standing in the first row looking him straight in the eye, is the spark of a flame.

Life was amazing. At least, that's how Orion saw it. During the night he lived on the land, dancing with the clueless humans and learning their ways, enjoying music and the simple things of life. When dawn arrived, he would return to his rightful spot in the sea, singing about the joys of his life. That was his way of living, until that one faithful day, where he saved a human after it was forced to walk the plank. A day where he unknowingly saved the life of one of most ruthless and well-known Pirate Captain. The day that the predatory Siren, became the pirate's prey.

Life is unfair and cruel. That is at least what Lane has learned growing up in his haughty feline pride. Born in a society that preaches perfection and condemns any flaw, Lane is lucky to have made it past his childhood. He was the pride's biggest flaw, a cruel reminded to the arrogant shifters that even with their pure bloodlines, something could still go wrong. Lane was born partially blind after an incident that claimed his mother. And now he had the whole pride sniffing at his heels. Soon enough, they would unleash their furry.

Pale, inhumanly fast, unparalleled reflexes and even better senses, Vampires were well known in the supernatural worlds as they took their place amongst the Apex predators. Though most of them were sophisticated creatures, identified by whom and what they fed on, there were some rather unique individuals considered as a rarity. Blood bound them all but some vampires longed for a forbidden pleasure, a dark desire and thirst of the blood of the rarest creature known to their kin. The blood of a Deprived. Creating a Deprived was forbidden, the punishment for such an offence was a painful and drawn out death. To create a Deprived, a vampire needed to reject its mate, knowing that the rejection would alter and change the bodies of their Beloved and doom them to the life of a bloodslave. Yet somehow, that is exactly what happened to Jesse.

New arrivals and additions to the pack weren't uncommon at all. As the Alpha's son, Brandon had seen plenty of rogues, humans and wolves file for sanctuary in the hopes of becoming part of his fathers pack. Normally, those new arrivals would be introduced to the pack and allowed to mingle, to find their own place to settle down. Yet when Brandon's father accepted a human to join them, it was kept secluded and sheltered, hidden from the pack. The only ones who were allowed to interact with the human, were the Alpha and Brandon himself. It made the Alpha's son question what exactly was so special about this one human.

When Fated Mates meet for the first time, sparks fly and love blooms into an everlasting bond. At least, that's how it goes in most cases. In Theo's case, his world was turned upside down, agony clawing at his heart and wolf turning feral when his would-be mate stated the simple fact Theo had heard for his entire life. The young Omega was not, and would never be, good enough. Presented with the knowledge that his pack despised him, his parents neglected him and his mate was disgusted by him, there was only one option left for Theo, one thing that would make everyone around him happy. To be Smothered.

Three years ago, Dax was human. Now, he is something else entirely, an Eldritch horror feeding on the souls of the wicked. Bound to rituals of his own making, Dax drifts between masters, feared by ghosts and sought after by those who seek vengeance. When he is summoned once more, Dax expects another disposable master. Instead, he finds Chase-his former best friend, now a wealthy and obsessive ghost hunter who has spent years chasing the supernatural... and running from a curse he cannot break. Chase binds Dax to him with powerful magic, forcing them into an uneasy partnership. Dax must help break the curse, or remain tethered to Chase indefinitely. But the curse is no ordinary affliction. It twists fate, sabotages hope, and punishes any attempt at happiness. As they track down clues through haunted places and forgotten rituals, old wounds resurface. Dax struggles with the remnants of his humanity, while Chase confronts the guilt of the past that drove them apart. What begins as reluctant cooperation slowly rekindles into something deeper-something neither of them expected. But the curse has rules, and one of them is absolute: love will cost them everything. Now, Dax must decide if he is still human enough to defy fate, and Chase must choose whether breaking the curse is worth the risk of losing Dax forever. Because some horrors aren't born in the dark. Some are made there, and some might still find their way back. -------------------------------------------- Warning! This story has a lot of heavy subjects. Do not read if you are squeamish.

Slater was 30 years old when he was mistakenly turned into a vampire, and while learning how to use his new powers, he develops a romantic interest in his drunken 400 year old master, Langston Newbury. Unfortunately, the vampire refuses to reciprocate his feelings, stating that their age gap is far too big. Things get even more uncomfortable when Langston starts trying to set him up with monsters his own age. --- Slater is usually level headed, but can be immature and impulsive at times. Langston can be charismatic but likes to hide his feelings behind a bottle. Shenanigans ensue!

Eighteen year old Ethan is autistic, loves plants, and sometimes makes bad choices. Like going for a walk at the bottom of a seaside cliffside when the tide is coming in. He might die. Rue's just finished high school and now he's stuck in a rut-and in the closet-with no social life and a home life he'd rather avoid. He's engaging in one of his favourite hobbies, stranding himself on the beach and waiting for the tide to free him, when he spots someone less intentionally stuck in the same predicament.

(Stand-Alone story) Everything had to be clean. His house was spotless. His car was sparkling. His wardrobe? Perfect. Even his video game character was dressed impeccably and had all of its stats maxed out. The only thing that wasn't perfect was the frustrating creature that had recently begun visiting his back fields. He always had prairie dogs and other wildlife in abundance, and enjoyed watching them as he drank his morning coffee. It was a perfect, simple, quiet life. At least, it was until a set of muddy little black paws padded into it, leaving dirt all over his brand new carpet!