By the world's standards Harry should consider himself extremely lucky to have bonded to two men. Bonding to one is considered special let alone two. But if Harry's life is so special, why does he want to run away from it all? And if breaking a bond is so dangerous, why are the men by his side doing nothing while their bond is falling apart?

Have you ever heard Little Red Riding Hood? Well, what if I were to tell you everything you heard isn't true? Red isn't an innocent little girl. Red is the second most powerful vampire in the Supernatural world. But ...at the time of the making of this tale, Red was very naive. His nativity ended up being his greatest weakness. He was tricked into giving his freedom to a cunning werewolf. One thousand years later, Red has finally obtained his freedom and has his mind set on revenge. Revenge not only on werewolves for always seemingly so happy that his pride was in ashes, but also on his own people for abandoning him without a second thought. Only one thing can stop him from causing ripples in the Supernatural world. His very own Alpha mate. If this sounds familiar, I hope you give this another shot. This time around; I feel will be much better.

Her whole life she has only been sure of one thing. She was a dog. A pet that was used at her handler wished. She has been trained to fight and kill. She has been trained to be obedient. She has been broken and rebuilt into what they wanted her to be. To follow every command without question, to kill without hesitation. But everything comes with a price. He found her in the most unexpected way. He found her in a state that no one thought was possible. He found her on the brink of sanity. He is an Alpha, she was trained to be nothing. He is determined to fix the damage that has been done and find the girl that is trapped under the damage that has been done to her body and mind. But will he be able to? Or has she simply gone to feral?

For images from the book, visit my Patreon page (search Autumn Shore). Link on my profile. It's free ♥️ *************************************** You're MINE. Jenna isn't supposed to know about werewolves, but when she accidentally finds out her roommate is one, a whole new world opens up to her. She spends one romantic evening with one, and after slipping away in the night, she can't get him out of her mind. Will she ever see him again or will he find his mate and forget all about her? ***************************************

Exiled and abandoned on the frozen death-world of Iskra for a treason he did not commit, Omega Prince Elian is left to die. Stripped of his title, his future, and any hope of salvation, he must rely on his own wits and forgotten scholarly knowledge to survive the planet's relentless, lethal cold and terrifying native fauna. His struggle for basic survival transforms into a journey of profound discovery when he stumbles upon an ancient, powerful secret hidden within the ice: the first of four mystical gems. These artefacts, remnants of a lost civilization, grant him incredible power over ice and cold, forever altering his body and spirit. From a desperate survivor, Elian evolves into something new-the Glacial Sovereign, a living god of winter. As he masters his abilities and unravels the mysteries of Iskra, he builds a life from nothing, forging weapons, armour, and a sanctuary. But the past is not so easily forgotten. When the devastating truth of his betrayal is finally uncovered, Elian is faced with a choice: remain in his frozen kingdom or return to the empire that cast him out to claim a vengeance worthy of a sovereign. His return shatters the political landscape, forcing a confrontation with the family that wronged him and a terrifying war against a galactic power that seeks to weaponize his might. Through it all, Elian must navigate the complexities of his renewed bond with his stoic, devoted betrothed, Valerius, and discover if there is a path forward that leads not just to power, but to healing, family, and a legacy defined not by the frost that tainted him, but by the future he builds upon it.

[completed!] Under editing! Man kind, invincible and scared of nothing. We were the superior race, and we revelled in it. We all thought we were the ones at the top of the food chain, completely untouchable. However it was like I said, we 'thought' we were. In the darkness lurks a creature like no other, that prays upon us. Hunting us! Waiting for just the right moment to strike, to knock us off of our high pedestal and back onto the ground. I know this because I have seen this beast. Been face to face with it, battled toe to toe with this creature, fighting for what was left of my life, and I was losing! - - - - - - - - "Watch out!" I scream in alert, as a hard thudding sound pierced our ears as something slammed into our side of the car, sending a sensation of dizziness as the car spun of of control. The screeching tires dragged along the floor, with the faint stench of the irony liquid dripping from my head as it all grew still...

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: Depicts explicit scenes, graphic violence, gore, abuse, intimate scenes, suicidal thoughts, SA, stillbirth on page(not MC), suspected miscarriage on page, and morbid descriptions. This is not a light read or your typical fantasy romance. ⚠️ That being said, if you have a strong stomach for graphic and violent scenes, enjoy unexpected twists, and love to be kept on the edge of your seat with dramatic developments, this is the read for you! All characters and themes belong solely to me. (Books 1-3 included) --The annual Mating Hunt has arrived for the forest shapeshifters, and with it, the opportunity to establish a new adult's place within the pack. But for Elise, it is more than that. This is her chance to create the future she desires-to raise herself above those who continually pull her down. But when everything goes awry and she is taken as a servant to her worst tormentors, she longs for an end to the depravity by any means... Strange disappearances, a mysterious ebony wolf, wily Ailurans, vicious Ursars, and a predatory man keen on taking her as his own, convolute matters, further complicating Elise's tumultuous life and throwing her into situations she never imagined possible. The secluded existence she endured in her home pack left her completely unprepared for the rest of the world, but she didn't realize just how little she knew until she was thrust into its underbelly. ***Undergoing external revisions*** #1 Werepanther, Nov 2025 #1 Graphic content, July 2025 #1 Fightforsurvival, July 2025 #1 Shapeshifter, April 2025 #1 Lycanthrope, Dec 2025 #1 Twists, Feb, 2026 #1 Wolves, Jan 2026 #1 Clans, March 2026 #1 Cliffhanger, Feb 2026 #1 Warriors, March 2026

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

Book three of the Forgotten series ~ Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. Living in the mountains, away from civilization and away from the eyes of mundanes. The Mountain packs are harsh and brutal. Shifter against shifter. Pack against pack. Wolves against wolves. All fighting for the same thing. Survival. Azrael Thorn was a powerful Alpha. He had taken his title by force, as tradition dictated. Power and authority of the Alphas and shifters who had challenged him and lost radiated off of his tall, bulky frame. He was dangerous and he was everything an Alpha of a Mountain pack should be. Yet he had no mate or family to call his own. But a mate who could not stand the bitterly cold winters or the brutality of the pack would not produce strength. It would only bring weakness. Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. ~ If the pain stops, it means you are dead. Lace Owens is underestimated at every turn. Her small and delicate built matches her name but the power of defeated enemies hang off her heavily. A power and an authority that would bring many men to their knees if they sensed it, hangs off of her like an oppressively dark cloud but she hides it carefully. Unwilling to let anyone see just how powerful she has become. Her skin is marked with a painful past and she has turned a thing of cruelty into a thing of beauty with her blade. Swirling patterns adorning her skin, hiding the cruelty among her willing pain, her only comfort against the world around her. If the pain stops, it means you are dead. ~ Two world collide as Azrael and Lace form a bond and spiral down into unfamiliar territory where Azrael is shown that strength doesn't always come from size and Lace learns that love can spring from even the most painful places. Together they show the werewolf world a long held belief still stands strong. Weakness is not allowed in the Mountain packs. ~

The Pack House: a werewolf whore house. The Pack House is a place where the unwanted omegas go. The Pack House is considered important. It caters almost primarily to Warrior Wolves. After all every wolf wanted their Warrior Wolves, unable to have mates of their own to be kept satisfied. Then there's Mason. Unable to be mated due to his unusually dark fur he is traded off to an elderly man and used solely for household labor. Untouched and innocent, the old man's son sees a high profit for the boy destined to be in his possession after his father's passing. Mason is then sold to The Pack House; a whore house for the unwanted. While Mason hates his new life and the job he's forced into nearly every night, Mason grows to love his odd little family and eventually his job. His whole world is turned upside down however when a new Warrior visits him one night and it becomes apparent that this is no ordinary wolf. It is his mate. **Mature Content and ManxMan Warning**