Some love stories are quiet. Some are loud. Theirs is both. Lilian Zoey Winslow has spent the past year surviving, not living. An ambitious architect with a bright future, she now drifts through life, weighed down by the loss of her fiancé. Grief has made her world small, and she's perfectly fine with that until he barges in. Nathaniel Ezra Calloway is reckless with charm and effortless with people. A numbers guy with a big heart, he sees the world in motion, always chasing the next thrill. But when he meets Lilian-cold, distant, untouchable-he can't look away. And despite every sign telling him to leave her alone, he doesn't. Thrown together by fate, tangled in unspoken words and unexpected moments, Lilian and Ezra's lives collide in ways neither of them expect. She's a woman frozen in time. He's a man who never stops moving. And yet, somehow, they keep crossing paths. She doesn't believe in second chances. He refuses to give up on her. And maybe-just maybe-love isn't about moving on. Maybe it's about finding someone willing to stand still with you.

In a world run by werewolfs, Elsie West is merely surviving. The day she hears the word "mate" everything changes. Will Elsie learn how to truly live?

After months of drifting from place to place, Elena stops in the small town of Ashwood, desperate for some peace and quiet. But peace is the last thing she finds. The town carries secrets that press against her with every step, and at the center of it all is Ezra, a dark, guarded man whose hostility toward her feels almost personal. The longer Elena stays, the stranger everything becomes. The town isn't what it seems, Ezra isn't who he pretends to be, and the shadows of her past may not be as far behind her as she thought. Because buried somewhere in Ashwood is the truth about her father's unsolved murder and the reason fate refuses to let her go.

His lips were on mine again as soon as he could get to me. I tried not to think about what I was doing. He smelled good and he felt good, and I pulled him to me, wrapping my arms around his neck, kissing him back. His lips moved against mine, and I wanted his tongue. I brushed my hands down his neck, past the open collar of his shirt. I wanted his tattoos to smudge off onto my skin. I wanted to be doused in him. I started unbuttoning his shirt. Cade made a noise in the back of his throat and his hand caught mine. He pulled back just enough to see my face, our noses almost touching, both breathless. I wanted to touch his face. To touch his cheeks and his jaw, to nuzzle against him. I wanted to fit into that hollow at the base of his throat. The need was licking up at me from inside, hot and fast. Now now now do it now need need need. *** Lore has always been content to ignore the older, more archaic aspects of werewolf existence-she doesn't pledge loyalty to any pack, she doesn't go out of her way to take part in any werewolf cultural touchstones, and she's never looked for her mate. If there's a role for her in werewolf society, she doesn't know it and she isn't trying to know it. She lives almost exclusively among mortal humans and takes the occasional wolfy jog in whatever woods she can find. Her suppressed wolf is a good gut check, but little else. Then she's thrust, by pure chance, into the path of her fated mate. And to make matters worse, he's an alpha. Now, Lore is forced to reconcile her rejection of werewolf cliches with the irresistible draw of the man she's (begrudgingly) destined to be with.

Naomi has lived the past nine years as a slave laborer in the fields of Emory. When she saves the life of an little girl, she finds herself at the receiving end of a honor-bound oath by one of the most powerful overlords in the land. As Cricket's web of secrets increasingly tighten, she is drawn closer to the man who promised to keep her safe--and soon discovers that he may be the one person she cannot save.

Born a wolf but living as a human. Emily Mathers found peace in living outside a pack. Living in the city now, Emily has had very little to do with her pack or wolves in general. That is until her mate finds her unexpectedly. Unable to recognize the bond with her mate and not knowing what being part of a pack is truly like. Emily now has to make a choice. Will she continue to live as a human, or if she will try to understand why she is the way she is. Knowing either way, she may never feel the bond to her mate.

When Kali is freed from years of captivity, she discovers her rescuer--an unpredictable Alpha wolf--isn't letting her go. Not until she pays a price. For five years, Kali has been used as a pawn in a supernatural war. With her family dead and her home destroyed, there's only one thing she yearns for: freedom. Cyrus is trapped. As the son of an Alpha, he's expected to inherit control of his pack when his father dies. But his father has been missing for months, and no one knows whether he's dead or alive. The last thing Cyrus wants is to lead the pack, but until his father returns, he's stuck in the position. When Cyrus captures Kali from his enemies, he makes her a deal: use her powers to find his father, and he'll set her free. But when Cyrus realizes Kali may be his mate, their straight-forward deal becomes anything but simple.

In a single night, everything Rye Winslow knows is gone in a wisp of ash and smoke. Drawn to the depths of the forest, as she always has been, she finds herself unknowingly in the territory of an ancient and powerful pack of beasts. Dragged into the mess that is an age-old power struggle between wolf clans, rebels, and fickle human townships, Rye finds herself at the side of Jax Griffiths, a lonesome man with a mysterious past and conflicting ambitions. If home was a place, then it's run wild with ghosts now. And if home is a place, then perhaps it can be built anew.