Gloria Ashford always thought the worst part of being a writer was writer’s block. Deadlines. Or the occasional horrible comment.She was wrong. Very wrong. And she was almost never wrong.Viktor Koshnov, the youngest Godfather of the most powerful underground Russian mafia in the US, had taken an interest in her books. And when Viktor wanted something, he didn’t wait.He hated watching from the shadows. He hated waiting. And when he got tired of waiting for her to finish… he did what he did best.“Finish the gaddamn book, you American thing,” he growled, his palm slapping against the wooden table.Gloria will do more than write now that she’s held captive. She’ll dream… dreams that leave her bed soaking and core throbbing. And Viktor? He’ll be feeling it too, in ways only he can, ways that will make them both burn.

Talia was supposed to be one of the lucky ones. Chosen as the mate of an alpha, her life should have been filled with power and privilege. Instead, Alpha Dylan rejects her; branding her nothing more than a weak, wolfless omega. Humiliated, abused, and cast aside, Talia endures the cruelty of the pack… until the day she discovers she’s pregnant, and runs. But escaping Dylan is only the beginning. Hunted, broken, and left for dead, Talia is saved by the ruthless Lycan king Vermont; a man feared for his strength and haunted by secrets of his past. As desire ignites and enemies close in, Talia finds herself caught between vengeance, survival and steamy passion. Now, running is no longer an option. A prophecy binds their lives together in ways neither can escape.