This is part of the Widows shared world, and an omegaverse book.

When they catch their little hacker, they’ll make all her dreams come true. And maybe some nightmares, too… Lark. A mischievous and appropriate name that I picked for the Dark Net. I thought I was clever. Daring, even. But somehow they found me. And now they’re hunting me. I thought they wanted their money back. But no. It turns out, they simply want me. Johan is the cunning one—the fellow hacker who identified my real identity and the location of my nest. Noah is the psychotic one. Yet he’s nurturing and caring when it comes to me. And Laz is the one in charge of the pack. His word is law, and his claim is just as impactful. The problem is, they’re not the only ones I’ve pissed off. With a horde of enemies on my doorstep, I have no choice but to run. Don’t worry, little hacker. We love a good hunt. So run fast and hard. We’ll be right behind you… Author’s Lark is a standalone story featuring a feisty hacker and three possessive men who will stop at nothing to track her down, protect her, and worship her.

A gritty omegaverse standalone

Widows Peak is the perfect town for me. It has just about everything I could need. But him. Atlas, the sexy strip club owner in a neighboring town. There's this attraction between us, one we've been dancing around for years. I want him, but because of my past, I've been hesitant to let anyone in. I have secrets, ones that if the wrong people knew, I could lose everything I spent years building. When one night gives me the opportunity to have the alpha of my dreams, finding out in some ways he's just like me. The thing is, the enchanting new male omega dancer, Jude, just so happens to be his scent match. Atlas says that it doesn't change how he feels about me. That Jude and his alpha, Willow, want to get to know me too. We could be a pack. Have everything I've been afraid to allow myself to have. But what if they find out about my secrets and run? Or, what if they just so happen to be the perfect pack for me. I guess I'll just have to give this a chance, see where it goes, and pray I don't get my heart broken after opening it up for the first time in my life. The thing is, sometimes the past doesn't always stay where it should. And I think mine just might try to come back to bite me in the ass.