When 21-year-old Raven Blackwell returns to the small outlaw town of Ironclaw, she only wants to scatter her father’s ashes and leave. But fate and four dangerous men have other plans. The Savage Howlers, a feared werewolf biker gang, rule the streets and the woods beyond. They claim that no one enters their territory without paying a price...of their blood.Except Raven isn’t just anyone, she's the daughter of the man who once led them…and the only woman the pack is forbidden to touch. But when her scent ignites an ancient curse, every alpha in the Savage Howlers wants her. Raven must choose between the men who want to protect her and those who would destroy her, all while fighting the bond that could either save or doom them all. One woman. Four alphas. A bond written in blood and moonlight.

After a messy divorce from her cheating scum of a husband, all Amelia wants for Christmas is peace. Returning to her late grandmother’s cottage with her ten-year old son, she hopes the snowy mountain town will heal old wounds and keep her safe from her ex-husband who gets a little too intense sometimes. But when an accidental drop of blood awakens something ancient–a powerful, brooding demon bound by forgotten magic–Amelia’s wish for a quiet holiday takes a dark, thrilling turn. As the Christmas spirit clashes with supernatural forces, Amelia finds herself torn between rekindling a spark with her high school sweetheart, now the town’s sheriff, and the dangerous allure of the demon tethered to her. In a season of second chances, Amelia will discover that love, like magic, can melt even the coldest of hearts. But will it be enough to tame the fire threatening to consume her worlds?

In every fairytale story, fate always brings the prince charming and his pretty damsel together, ending with true love. But mine was the exact opposite. It was a dark and disgusting tale that would make the world turn its backs on me, even more so than already. It was a tale that couldn’t be retold to any innocent little girl. For, in my own story, I had drugged my prince charming with a love potion and I had no idea when or how soon it would it would wear off. Keagan had never been interested in me. Hell, I had no doubt he didn’t know that I existed. After all, who would be interested in a lowly omega maid like me, the weakest in rank? Definitely not my Alpha. Our love was fake, as plastic as it got and only I knew it. Living with the guilt of my actions wasn’t enough, right? When it all blew up in my face, My Alpha had to bring in a new woman who he claimed to be the right woman to bear his heir. And I had to accept it or I'd lose...everything. But a life as an Unloved Luna definitely beats one as a washed-up, r*p*d, and abused Omega…right?