The silver wolf thinks I’m his prey. Little does he know, he’s mine. The rabbit shifters and the werewolves have had a truce for centuries. Our burrow sets three of our kind loose in the woods on Easter to be hunted, to be slaughtered like the prey we are. Then, the wolves leave us alone for the rest of the year. When I’m selected as a sacrifice for this twisted tradition, I refuse to be another victim. All it takes is an abandoned cabin in the woods, an old ax, and the unexpecting wolves thinking I’m an easy target like all the rest. The silver wolf is the only one who doesn’t underestimate me. It’s just my luck that when I scent him… I go into heat, and his inner beast chooses me for its mate. Too bad we want each other dead. Prey for Rabbit is a dark enemies-to-lovers PNR featuring a brutal werewolf and his reluctant bunny-shifter mate. This story contains dark themes and many triggers, including gore, murder, and graphic sexual content. Please check the book’s front matter for the full CW/TW list.

I’ve been naughty… Like, run a car over your abusive ex kind of naughty. But it’s not the police coming to punish me. It’s the Krampus. It’s the best time of the year in the mountain village I call home, known for its Krampus lore and festive enthusiasm during the holidays. From the outside looking in, my life is perfect. I live in a winter wonderland, I’m engaged to the town’s beloved “honied ham man” and I run the town’s most precious flower shop. No one would ever know my fiancé is an abusive psychopath who’s threatened to kill me if I ever try to leave him. It’s a secret I’ve always kept hidden, my burden to bear. The only person who sees right through the mask I wear is my Christmas tree vendor. He follows me, watches me. He thinks he’s keeping me safe. Too bad my fiancé gets the wrong idea and flies into a jealous rage. This time, I fight back. Now, I’ve done something bad. To escape justice, I flee to a mountain cabin to drown myself in a bottle of eggnog and spend Christmas alone. Only I’m not alone. Turns out, the legends are true. The Krampus is real. And he’s come to punish me for murdering my fiancé.