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When someone tries to kidnap his mate, Peter Tank sees red. No one messes with what's his and gets away with it... Chad thinks it's a little weird when Peter sends a bodyguard to pick him up at the airport instead of one of the usual drivers, but not that weird. Peter is often a little overzealous where Chad's safety is concerned. He's learned how to pick his battles, and having an overqualified driver is not one of them. Except this time Peter isn't being overprotective. Chad is being kidnapped. Hours later when he's being yanked out of the car by a furious Peter, the kidnapper sitting dead in the front seat, Chad realizes that however overprotective he thought Peter was, it's nothing compared to what's coming... (This 51,000 word book is the sequel to Claimed: An Evan's Alphas Prequel) For a limited time a copy of The Alpha's Human is included as a bonus with a purchase of this book. \\\* Peter needed to get a grip. It would be a mistake to think that he wasn't still affected by the kidnapping attempt—or that he had his instincts as firmly under control as he would like. He didn't. The only reason he was able to stay calm at the moment was the fact that his penthouse was a veritable fortress and that he had someone he trusted going after the people who tried to take his mate. Remove either of those two conditions and he would lose it. He had to be careful. Chad was submissive in bed, but right now Peter's instincts were telling him to claim him as thoroughly as possible—to show both Chad and the world that Peter owned him. He wanted to bite, bruise and mark him. He wanted to smother Chad in his scent until the only thing anyone who came within ten feet him could smell was him.

Pining after your best friend and roommate is all fine and dandy until you’re faced with tragedy. Then it kinda loses its appeal. It’s always been me, Hayden, Jeff, and Tristen for as long as I can remember. The four of us against the world. But now that Jeff and Tristen are gone, I can’t help but think about all of life’s ‘what if’s’. Could I risk it all at a shot at love? ~Matt Jeff and Tristen named us their daughter’s guardians if anything should happen to them. Matt and I have gone from two alphas who live together to a family of three. We love Emma like our own, but my heart longs for more. When I offer to help Matt with his rut, boundaries lose meaning and I fall even harder. What will it take for me to find the courage to tell him my true feelings? ~Hayden This 26k omegaverse story is a standalone about two alphas finding love in the midst of loss. It’s filled with best friends becoming lovers, only one bed, adopted family, and more pining than a Christmas tree farm. Love’s Unexpected Gift contains knotty fun and therefore is intended for those 18 and older.

alternate cover editions of ASIN B08FX3656C can be found here and here A planet at war. Two alphas forced into a political marriage. Attraction that defies all reason and logic… Or does it? The Kingdom of Pelugia and the Republic of Kadar have been at war for decades. Peace isn’t popular, but the planet can’t survive without it. Forced to marry an enemy prince for the sake of peace, Senator Royce Cleghorn doesn’t like his husband, his alpha scent, or his damned pretty blue eyes. More than anything, Royce hates what Haydn makes him become: a primitive alpha cliché who’ll do anything to mark his territory, even if that territory is his alpha husband. Royce likes omegas; he isn’t into alphas, no matter how pretty their eyes are. It’s just a weird territorial instinct. It has to be. Prince Haydn has always tried to be the perfect alpha his father wants him to be. He's the heir to the throne. He's a war general. He isn't supposed to bare his throat to an enemy alpha—and it isn't supposed to feel so good. Everyone knows a marriage between two alphas is a recipe for disaster. He isn't supposed to crave his alpha husband—their marriage is just a political arrangement, nothing more. But when disaster strikes and loyalties are tested, which bond will be the strongest: their marriage, or their allegiances?