Roxie Ray

Maggie James is thirty-one, freshly dumped, and emotionally scorched. Losing her relationship also cost her the apartment and the business she built with her ex. Now she’s broke, unmoored, and answering a roommate ad from a total stranger.

He’s a vampire who never fit in. She’s a werewolf with no wolf. He’s lonely. She’s done settling. And for once, a human dating app feels like a level playing field. Then ByChance throws them together as a “PERFECT match”… and fate immediately starts getting in the way.

When a grizzly shifter and a human woman collide at the town ice rink, Christmas gets complicated—fast. They’re both single parents. Both a little broken. And both about to find out that fate doesn’t care about timing—it only cares about love.

I walk into the bar with my pack, and I scent her straight away. She’s lying behind the counter with blood trailing from an injury to her head. My desire to protect her stuns me almost as much as her beauty. But it’s the smell of her blood that stuns me the most—it’s something not quite human....

June became an alien bride when I was 15. She died on Tracorox six years later. Now I’m responsible for her child, and I’m determined to find out how she really died. Accident? I don’t think so. I joined IEP to get off Earth and find information about my sister....

I won’t be forced into alien servitude. I’ve spent my life mucking out the houses of the rich and famous. I know what they’re really like. They think they can take whatever they want. I learned that the hard way....

I’ve been swept off my feet before, and I’ve got the bruises to show just how badly that ended. I’m not about to fall at the feet of the next man - or alien - to cross my path. Especially not when he steals me away from home and wants to use me as his broodmare....

The devil’s in the details, and I shouldn’t be surprised to find hell in Las Vegas. Luke doesn’t care that I can’t remember a thing about the deal we made on the night of my bachelorette party. All he cares is that I promised my love, my life, my obedience to him for all eternity....

He lost her once. Fate won’t let him lose her again.

Since discovering I’m not human and come from an ancient line of royal wolves, things have gone from bad to worse. I've had to do battle with the wolf hiding inside me, and I’m the only one who can stop the royals from ending shifter existence.

Inside the classroom, I have plenty of rules. Outside the classroom, I only have one—don’t date shifters. That includes the single father of my new kindergarten student. But limiting myself to sideways glances at Cole’s powerful muscles is proving impossible to do....

Money means everything when you grow up with nothing. Posting risqué videos online may not be everyone’s ideal career, but it’s given me everything I need. I’m free. The hotshot lawyer Porter may not get it, but I don’t care. He can think anything he wants to....

Believe me, I've dated enough of them to know they never turn into Prince Charming. Wayne makes my heart race. And even though I almost screwed everything up between us, I think we have a chance at the fantasy romance I've always dreamed of....

From book one: A fated mate is a rare gem...one I never thought I’d find. With 15 males born to a single female, women are my people’s most precious resource, one we’re in dire need of replenishing. And Earth is just the place to do it....

When I show up in Black Claw with bruises on my face and a split lip, I’m not looking for another man. I’ve made enough bad choices in that department. I’m ready to lie low with my best friend and pray to god that my ex doesn’t come to find me....

Just because I recognize that Brianna is my fated mate doesn’t mean I have to accept it. If she rejects me, I’ll be free. Easy enough. But every second we’re apart feels like my soul is being shredded. Literally....

When Castiel’s pack reunion turns into a frosting-fueled disaster, the last thing he expects is to find salvation in the form of a tiny bakery—and the fiery, flour-dusted woman who runs it.

My mate isn't just any woman. She's a witch, the very thing I despise. Kirsten isn't just any witch, though. She's the descendant of the one who cursed me never to know love —and she's oblivious to her true nature.

I’ve been swept off my feet before, and I’ve got the bruises to show just how badly that ended. I’m not about to fall at the feet of the next man - or alien - to cross my path. Especially not when he steals me away from home and wants to use me as his broodmare....

Livvie makes me want to take another chance on love.... I didn't truly comprehend the strength of the fated mate bond, until I met Livvie. She's all I can think of, and I want to claim her as my own. She hired me to fix up her business, but I need more....