I'm a monster. That's what Brandon thinks when he flees the medical institute that changed him. Living a normal life isn't in the cards for him because, while he can hide his scaly skin, his wings are hard to miss. So he runs and lives in the shadows where monsters belong. What he didn't expect to find were others just like him, and they call themselves dragons. Or so Aimi with the violet eyes tells him when she pins him to the ground. Seriously, though, dragons? He doesn't want to believe, but the evidence is mounting.

Hands full taking care of his clan, the last thing Reid Carver needs is a woman poking her cute little nose into his affairs. But when Tammy refuses to back down - and shows the courage to stand up to him - he can't resist the allure of the curvy city girl. And when a rival clan thinks to use her to force his paw, he'll show them why you never piss off a Kodiak or threaten what's his.

Dammit , just how many toes was she going to have to stomp on before people realized she was a delicate freakn' flower? Naomi doesn't want to follow tradition and settle down with a violence-loving, chest-thumping shapeshifter. She grew up in a household with five testosterone-laden brothers where none of the dishes ever matched, the ugly-as-sin furniture could withstand any catastrophe, and Krazy Glue was bought by the case.

A lion's pride isn't only defined by those he commands but also resides with his hair, so when a human dares to butcher Arik's mane, he gets his revenge - and claims her as his mate. A billionaire CEO and leader of the largest East Coast pride, Arik is a ladies' man and a lion. Used to commanding others and obedience, he can't believe it when a hairdresser with tempting curves chops off a hunk of his precious mane.

It's TGIF, which means in a few hours I'll be tossing back a few martinis with my best friend, Brenda. First, though, I need to deal with my crazy new client, a werewolf who thinks it's okay to pee on his neighbor's flowers because she's a witch. What a shame he's obviously got a few screws loose, because bad-boy Pete is seriously hot.