Every year, the harvest comes. And every year, the vampires choose.
Eighteen-year-old Isla never paired, never bred, never followed the path carved out for human girls. Instead, she was drawn to the cold, to the mist, to the forbidden castle on the hill.
Now, she knows why.
It's him. It's always been him. Prince Aeron, the first of his bloodline. He is ancient, devastatingly handsome, and cruelly dangerous. He chooses her to be his human. His pet.
Or so she thinks.
Isla is more than just a...

“MATE”, I hear my brothers as they rush forward to crowd us. She pulls her head back from my grasp and looks around at them and then back to me and over my shoulder where those bimbos are now stumbling out of the house half-dressed and freshly fucked. She looks at my younger brothers who are shirtless, hair a mess, slick with sweat and fuck me, Noah hasn’t even done up his pants. I watch as her whole body stiffens in response to the scene. Haiden must notice too because he stands in front of the...

Rejected by her mate. Saved by the most feared man in the pack. Evelyn was left to die—until Lucien came back from exile to catch her fall. He’s the banished heir, the one they call a murderer, the wolf even Alphas fear. And now, he says she’s his mate. She wants to run. He won't let her. Because once a deadly wolf claims his mate... he never lets go. Dark. Dangerous. Undeniable. Love was never meant to be safe.

He is a vampire. She is a witch.
He has lived for thousands of years.
She is only thirty.
But her blood is both a cure for vampirism and a deadly poison.
Lif felt her world breaking apart when she learned of the secret or rather a curse behind her mother's bloodline. They were witches and they were cursed. She found out that none of the women in their family had lived past thirty- two years. Having realized that she had only two years left, she decided to live her remaining years ...