I was a cat, dammit! Not some piece of meat for an alpha to chew up and spit out. I wasn't going to take it anymore! Now that I’ve left, though, I had nowhere to go. I was cold, hungry and homeless. But at least I didn’t have an abusive alpha breathing down my throat. Now I’d never have babies. Alphas were too unpredictable. After all that, how could I ever trust another one? Thumbing for a ride to the next town, I was picked up by a cop. Great. Another alpha. Why me? Oh well, at least I wouldn’t be cold anymore. This one was different though. I couldn’t quite put my paw on it. He seemed warm and caring. And also wanted babies. Nope! He was just another alpha. Probably couldn’t trust him further than I could throw him. However, something in the back of my nose tickled… Something I couldn’t just bat away.

Lupine loved cats. Chasing them up trees, that was. Craig, however, was not a typical, ordinary cat. His sire, Kahn WrathClaw, was the richest man in the city. And he had already decided the fate of his omega son. He was to be wed in an arranged marriage to an alpha Craig hated. But fate had other plans. Could a cat and wolf get along? Would Craig’s father approve of his son marrying beneath his station? Perhaps Taz, the crime-lord, wanted Craig for himself. Or his father’s money. Or both. How could Craig protect himself and his babies from harm from the evil crime-lord? Especially when he thought both his sire and mate were dead. This 14k word story contains an HEA, Mpreg, and babies at the end. Cute babies. Insufferable little tykes that get into all sorts of trouble.

Dravin, the were-mouse king, never wanted to rule. That was what alphas were for. But the fate of the kingdom was thrust upon him. Now, he must secure his position before his banished brother seizes the throne from right beneath his nose. But fate had other plans. Logan was a were-tiger for hire. He vowed to protect the king’s life at all costs. He didn’t know where they were going or why. But something about the were-mouse intrigued him. He’d never met such a spunky, feisty omega before. Especially not one who calls himself king. After a rocky start, the unlikely couple learn that they have much in common. Their love will be tested like steel forged in the flames. Will their love bring them closer together or drive them apart? Will Logan be able to protect his unborn babies or will he succumb to the dark side and help Dravin’s brother become king? NO cheating, NO cliffhangers, just two unlikely lovers coming together to bring precious babies into the world.

He was the forbidden fruit. Tall, handsome and extremely strong. A were-tiger who had been wounded by my father’s guards. He was on a peace mission and tending to his wounds, we grew closer. Too close. My heat blossomed and the two of us crossed forbidden boundaries. Once my alpha father found out, he was livid. I had become a disgrace to him and my people. No where to run, I hid in the forest. But something was wrong. Something that only our love could heal. This 20k word book contains NO cheating, NO cliffhangers, and a juicy HEA that will warm your hearts!

Sam I was just a poor, helpless kitten. Born and raised as an alley cat, I never really figured out the whole survival game. I hated begging. I hated rummaging around in other people's trash. Most of all, I hated being alone. But I had no choice. Day after day it was nothing but bleak survival. Pounding the pavement until my little paws nearly bled, begging for scraps, working odd jobs and hoping and praying that I'd be able to make it through another night with an empty belly. Tonight was going to be different, though. I could feel it in my feline bones. A glimmer of hope sprung into my downcast eyes and my whiskers twitched as something inside me whispered that a new chapter of my life was on the horizon. Ralph It was another ho-hum, boring night at the station. All the calls were of the normal variety. Cats stuck in trees, the odd vagrant rummaging in the wrong person's trash and maybe a runaway or three. Nothing very much interesting. When I signed on to the PD several years ago, I was a fresh-faced recruit with flashing images of gnarly firefights and high-speed chases throughout town. I dreamt of rescuing fair omegas from rough brutes and solving long-forgotten crimes. I envisioned the Mayor trotting me out on a weekly basis, tying ribbons and medals around my neck for my bravery and accuracy. He'd tell the world how I'd saved the town again from fierce bandits and savage gangs. My dreams were quickly dashed when I realized that most of what we do was paperwork. That and sitting around in our cruisers all night. How I longed for some action! I silently pounded my fist and wished that something - anything - exciting would happen. As I was nodding off, I heard the beep and looked at the display in my cruiser. I'd just finished up some paperwork - some local kid had got himself in trouble stealing some candy from a local store. Bo-ring. What I expected to see and what I actually saw on my screen were two very wildly different things. I yawned, just knowing that this was going to be another silly cat who had gotten himself stuck in a tree or maybe an alpha spied a suspicious-looking character lurking around his garden. Probably his gardener. That's not what it was, though.

He collected bounties for a living, bringing justice to an otherwise injustice-filled world. But capturing the crafty were-tiger meant putting his pregnant fated mate and their babies in jeopardy! A slave's life is never an easy one. But when you're a slave to the most notorious criminal mastermind the world has ever seen - who just so happens to be a fearsome were-tiger - things can get rather...difficult. Marcus the bounty hunter seethed and watched helplessly as Lardaris flayed his slave in public for the mere act of tripping and spilling his rose petals - the same ones he was lining the street with for his master. And that was before he realized Horus was his fated mate. Lardaris had spies. He had underworld contacts. He even had the sheriff under his complete control. But what he really wanted was Marcus. The famed bounty hunter. And what Lardaris wants, Lardaris always gets. Always. Come along and watch Lardaris, the infamous were-tiger, use his pregnant slave Horus and his love for the honorable were-wolf, to capture the ultimate prize.

Kevin No, I refused to listen to my father! I wasn’t going to be that traditional Omega and accept the Alpha that my father pushed my way. But my father insisted I get married and bear children. He just wanted to marry me off for the money. He thought he won the argument. Not a fat chance! There was a way out. And that was through a scroll that was guarded by an Alpha dragon shifter. Nothing was going to get in my way. Not even the fact that the Dragon shifter in front of me was my fated mate… Vance My dragon lair. My riches. That was all I needed. People kept trying to mate me off to their Omega sons. But I didn’t need any extra weight. Until this cat comes stalking into my lair trying to make off with one of my scrolls. I was going to eat him until his scent stopped me in my tracks. Now I’m going devour him a different way… I finally found an omega who was just as insufferable as I was! But fate had different plans. I eat fate for breakfast. This story contains an HEA, Mpreg, and babies at the end. Cute babies. Insufferable little tykes that get into all sorts of trouble. Even before they’re born!