Filthy, ruined, and left for dead. What a perfect birthday gift. Four powerful, mythical men want to claim me as a sweet but possessive light pegasus, a reclusive and scarred bear shifter, a deadly, twisted dark pegasus, and an unhinged imp shifter with a soul as fractured as mine. They’re everywhere I turn—wanting me, loving me, protecting me—no matter how hard I push them away. But they don’t understand that I can never be theirs. That I can’t accept our bond, that I can’t accept them. The night my father orchestrated my so-called “initiation,” something inside me broke. A part of me that can never be mended, no matter how much they try. I can’t acknowledge our mate bond because I can’t bear to be touched. My choice was taken from me, leaving me broken and shattered, a shell of who I once was. And in my struggle to reclaim my life, the only way I know to protect myself is to retreat. But when a stalker starts leaving a trail of blood in my name, I’m forced out of hiding and into their arms. My mates want me whole. They can’t accept the pieces I offer—not forever. It feels easier just to let the darkness consume me. Don’t Touch is the first book in the Not All Men trilogy. It’s a glacial-burn paranormal why choose romance, that contains possessive men, a snarky, coming into herself heroine, and a familiar world full of shifters, danger and excitement. Please read the author’s note within for content disclosure—or you can find it on my website.