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I’m a survivor. A fighter down to my blood. I need the release that comes when I step in that octagon, I crave it. I spent too long being beat down and broken in every sense of the word, and I almost didn’t make it. Fighting saved me though, and then I saved myself. When I am offered a full ride scholarship to a college in the middle of nowhere Alabama over 2000 miles away, I grab the chance with both hands and run like hell.

Everyone knows her as Gloria Walton, the reigning queen of Willow Heights Prep Academy. But I knew the real girl, before she gave up everything for the throne. Her beauty tempted me. Her wildness seduced me. Her leaving broke me. Now it’s time to repay the favor. I will take the crown from her head and show the world it’s a fake, just like her. I’m the real thing. The king of your nightmares has found you, pretty girl. Ready or not, here I come....

Within this book you'll find three standalone books: Christmas Mates, Fractured Mates, and Shattered Mates. They are the final stories written within the Mystics and Mayhem universe and the perfect ending to this intriguing world.

A broken mate, a determined wolf, and a bond that can’t be broken. For six years, River has been missing. It doesn’t matter that we only knew each other for mere weeks before he disappeared. He’s my fated mate and everything I’ve done since he’s been gone has been to get him back.

One bright idea. One holiday. Lots of chaos. Cait wants to have the perfect Christmas, but Roman thinks she’s possibly lost her mind. Then, when nothing seems to be going right, she just might agree with him. But freak snowstorms, Grinch-y wolf shifters, missing dragons, and new mate bonds won’t stop the festivities.

So, this is rock bottom. Not only did I lose my job and my apartment, but now, an ultra-secret snow leopard shifter group wants me to marry a guy I never met and have babies to save our species. And they’re coming in three days to take me away. Cue me getting smashed alone on a Thursday night. That is until the world’s sexiest, brooding stranger walks in, all sharp angles and hard lines. He’s massive and covered in muscles, and his mesmerizing green-gray eyes has my knees turning to jelly. In a moment of brilliance—or perhaps it was the gin and tonic—I ask him to marry me.