How to destroy your life:

1. Leave Ireland in the dead of night to flee to London;

2. Get yourself dragged into an alley by a demon, marked, and doomed to die;

3. Gain a mysterious, fatally attractive stalker/saviour. One with strangely sharp teeth…

Flynn

I never asked for this.

Okay, maybe a little. After all, the demon was undeniably hot–the perfect way to mend my broken heart.

But I certainly didn’t sign up to become his prey–because now my chest burns with ice as dark magic grows inside me… and he’ll be back to collect it.

Thankfully, I have a saviour. Tall, dark and handsome, though his vintage dress sense is slightly pretentious and his aversion to sunlight is a bit strange…

But if he keeps looking at me like I'm something worth devouring, I might just let him.

What's one more bad decision?

Sebastián

Five centuries has taught me three rules: stay detached, stay focused, and never, never feel too much.

I built Killigrew Street to control London's supernatural underbelly. We keep order in the shadows, we maintain the balance, and we absolutely do not rescue pretty Irish boys and lock them up in our hotel.

Except, apparently, we do now.

He's marked. He's stubborn. He has an infuriating habit of throwing himself headfirst into danger with zero self-preservation. And he’s my problem to solve.

When my protective instincts quickly twist into feelings, I know I should walk away.

But my cold, dead heart seems to have other ideas.

For how long can I keep my true vampiric nature from him?

In the meantime, at least watching him try to figure out why everyone keeps making bat jokes in front of me is… admittedly entertaining.

Bite Marks and Broken Hearts is an adult MM PNR romance. It contains one touch-starved, emotionally guarded vampire, the golden retriever human who’s determined to break down his walls, a found family like no other, snarky wolves, sizzling scenes, some serious fang action, and a HEA.

The Killigrew Street Case Files is a series of standalone paranormal romances where family is forged in the shadows. Each story features a different couple and mystery, connected by their growing supernatural team and overarching plot threads.

How to survive fake dating your telepathic arch nemesis during an undercover mission in Scotland:

1. Don't think horrible thoughts about him in case he's listening in. The creep.

2. Ensure Freddy the zombie ferret doesn't bite him. Much.

3. Try not to call him Detective Dickface (unless he really deserves it).

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Rory

Imagine my surprise when my missing ex-boyfriend's phone pings back to life in the one place I swore I'd never set foot in again: home. Home to the pack I left years ago, where I’d learned I’d never be enough.
I'm probably mad for agreeing to go—after all, the pack gathering I've been invited to is definitely a trap—but even more crazily, I'm being sent with a man who hates my guts. The detective who threw me into a cell during a full moon, condemning me to an agony that I still have nightmares over.
It doesn’t help that he's hotter than hell. Thankfully, he's straight, otherwise the way he looks at me sometimes might put ideas in my head… If I were ever able to forgive him, of course.

Theodore

He's loud. He's infuriating. He thinks it's okay to insult me to my face.
So why have I agreed to partner up with Rory Thorne to investigate missing shifters?
And even worse, why have I agreed to pretend to be his boyfriend?!
Being a telepath means I've always kept the world at arm's length. I don't have time for tiny wolves with chaotic energy and ridiculous hair and eyes that taunt me with their enigmatic colour—an ocean-forest riddle that distracts me more than I care to admit.
Can the two of us pull off our undercover mission? Possibly, if we don't kill each other first...
Or, even worse, kiss.

Contains: a bi-awakening in a moonlit forest, only one bed because the hotel clerk ships them, a zombie ferret that likes to get bitey, wolf cuddles, “let’s get this out of our system,” and a rather mysterious zapping thing…

Moonlit Nights and Northern Lights is the second in the Killigrew Street Case Files series, a collection of MM PNRs centered around a found family of supernatural detectives. Each can be read as a standalone, but start from book one for maximum enjoyment.

KILLIGREW STREET CASE FILE #2025-087A

PRIORITY STATUS: [ENCRYPTED]

ASSIGNED AGENTS: Kit Thorne & Felix Chŭng

CRITICAL ERROR: KIT APPROACHING WORKSTATION

AUTO-ENCRYPT ENGAGED

PANIC MODE: ACTIVATED

Initial Assessment:

01001000 01100101 01101100 01110000 00100000 01101101 01100101 00100000 01001011 01101001 01110100 00100000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100111

Primary Concerns:

01000110 01100101 01101100 01101001 01111000 00100000 01100011 01100001 01101110 01110100 00100000 01101000 01100001 01100011 01101011 00100000 01101000 01101001 01110011

STATUS UPDATE:

• SECRETS AT RISK: 37 (Including That Felix Really Likes Kit's Cardigans)

• KIT PROXIMITY: 2.4m AND CLOSING

• COUNTERMEASURES: INSUFFICIENT COFFEE + 4 ENERGY DRINKS
  
  

while Kit.inProximity > dangerZone:
Felix.heartrate+= "outofthisworld"
if detect(Kit.emotionalFirewalls):
attemptHack.fail()

ERROR: ENCRYPTION LEVEL MAXIMUM
ERROR: IS THAT KIT'S VOICE OUTSIDE MY LAIR?

/F. Chŭng

Technical Operations Specialist

Killigrew Street

Currently hiding under desk

P.S. Kit, if you're reading this, the encryption was TOTALLY necessary and definitely not because I may have accidentally seen something in your browser history that I can never unsee.

P.P.S. Seb, I've changed your password. Again. I've told you before that it can't just be 'Flynn'. It's now Flynn&Seb4ever. Happy?

P.P.P.S. What lock can I buy to keep a 6'2" wolfman from breaking down a door? Asking for a friend.