Welcome to Creekwood... Angela Head down, eyes peeled for any opportunity to get off the dead-end course my mother carelessly paved for me years ago. My plan takes a sharp turn landing me directly across the hall from Creekwood’s resident bad boys. The three streetbike riding misfits are as stubborn as they are sexy. And they. Are. Sexy. Especially the one with the mocha swirl eyes watching my every move. But even the six-foot hallway separating us can’t keep the overbearing trio from constantly getting in my way. When my past threatens to catch up with me, I quickly learn not every detour promises an easier route, no matter how tempting my new neighbors might make it look. Coty Head up, eyes locked on anything threatening to throw me off the carefully constructed path I have mapped out. I live my life the same way I ride my bike, never once regretting the roads I’ve chosen. Lately though, after years of the same scenery, everything’s starting to blur together. It’s only when our elusive neighbor girl comes out of nowhere that I realize what’s been missing. And now that I have, I don’t think I can let her pass by so quickly. At least not without proving the lengths I’ll go for her first.

Get painfully rejected by true mate. Check. Join a website for shifters seeking an arranged mating. Check. Schedule a meeting with a prospective match. Check. Quinley Bevan doesn’t expect to get smacked in the face by intense sexual chemistry during the meeting, but Isaiah Hale—dark, masculine, rugged—sets off all her hormonal fireworks. More, as a dominant shifter, the enforcer pulls at her submissive nature and calls to her inner cat. Both his power and stabilizing strength are plain drugging. Their agreement is pretty standard: If they don’t imprint on each other within two years, they’ll dissolve the mating. But with his cat holding back, danger lurking around corners, and her true mate making a reappearance, things might be more complicated than they bargained for. When he first joined Find Your Match . com, Isaiah wasn’t confident he’d be paired with someone who truly fit him. But he feels a kinship with Quinley. The healer stirs up his protective instincts and ticks his every box. He always envisioned that he’d mate a fellow dominant, but this submissive healer pulls him in like no other. Still, he doesn’t expect to feel possessive of her so fast—she’s a relative stranger. But as soon as he puts the claiming brand on her neck, everything in him screams Mine. His cat, though, doesn’t view her as its mate. The animal is still angry at being unable to have the female it was predestined to claim. But when Quinley’s own fated mate comes sniffing around and she becomes a target of their enemies, the cat is finally in agreement with Isaiah on one vital thing: Quinley belongs to them now, and they’ll never let her go.

It has been said that Bailey Bryant lives with her middle finger up in the air. She can agree with that. But there’s one thing she fails to be breezy about: her unrelenting attraction to fellow enforcer Deke Hammond. Broad, inked, and ruggedly masculine, the grumpy cat shifter could attract a stone. He’s also currently riddled with touch-hunger and much crankier than usual. So she should probably stop poking at him for fun—he already despises her. Or so she thinks … until one of their regular disputes leads to an explosive kiss and an exchange of truths. That lip-lock creates a major issue—she now wants more. And there seems only one thing for it: She’ll have to kiss him again. Deke is a man of logic. He doesn’t like what he doesn’t understand. And he cannot explain why Bailey compels him like no one else. Constantly teasing and provoking him, the snake shifter drives him nuts. Daily. On purpose. She takes nothing seriously—him included. Yet, he’s often come close to ravishing her mouth. When touch-hunger comes calling, he loses the strength and will to fight his attraction to her. The more time he spends with Bailey, the more he realizes he’s made many incorrect assumptions about her. There’s much he doesn’t know. Much to admire and respect. Much he truly likes. Likes a whole lot, in fact. And there seems only one thing for it: He’ll have to just keep her.

They shouldn’t want me.I rejected them and ran…and I’ll find a way to escape again.I grew up knowing three important facts.One, my parents hated Nexus shifters.Two, I was taught everyone should be scared of me, and they should be.Three, I’m a monster.I’m a Nexus, a powerful shifter bonded to five other souls…only I rejected them all at the mating ceremony and ran away with my parents when I was fifteen.After five years on the run, I’ve finally been found. My Nexus mates dragged me back to the biggest pack community in the mountains of Scotland, making sure I follow each of their rules and never letting me out of their sight while they torment me for breaking the bond.Onyx, with his charming smiles and pretty suits, hides the true alpha lurking within.Aleksander, with his unforgettable hazel eyes and deadly secrets, wants to ruin me.The twins, Hollis and Rhodes, who capture ladies’ hearts like it’s an art form. One wants to break mine in the name of revenge.And finally, Finnegan. He is the biggest threat to the Nexus shifter race, and he hates me the most.They are dangerous alpha shifters who have powers from the Wolf Gods, and I’m the reject who broke their hearts, tore out the bond between us, and left them alone.Every moment I spend with them is dangerous…They don’t know the monster lurking under my skin, begging to come out to play.If they keep pushing…it won’t be stopped.Then there will be nothing left.Starlight Mates is a dark romantasy with men who growl more than speak. You can expect tropes like— Who did this to you?, touch her and die, rejected mates, forced proximity and whychoose?