J. Kearston

My life has never been normal. Raised by a survivalist, taught how to endure anything, I've learned to rely on myself. To keep my head down—to mind my own business. That all changes when I hear the screams. There, in that filthy alley, I thought I was pulling Emmeline out of the darkness and...

Some people are marked for greatness, some have all the luck, and some catch their boyfriend boning his secretary in the middle of the workday.

There's no denying my supernatural status. Somehow, books and video games make this kind of thing seem more glamorous than it actually is. I've been stalked, kidnapped, and bound to four mates who pull me in all different directions.

All shifters are cursed, but me more than anyone. With barely any abilities to speak of, staying two steps ahead of the monster stalking my every move has been nearly impossible. But a freak robbery that goes awry brings my life on the run crashing to a bloody halt.

When your world becomes a ticking time-bomb, you might as well time the explosion to inflict maximum damage. The real challenge comes in the aftermath, when you're forced to face everything you lost in order to survive. Uniting multiple packs is impossible enough with their constant fighting...

My mates think I can extinguish their demons, but I know better. I'm gasoline and wind, fanning the flames higher. I'm finally starting to believe that I've found the place I belong, that maybe life holds more than loneliness and pain. Naturally, that's when my mother's past catches up to me...

When my stalker closes in, my fated mates convince me to return to the place I swore I'd never see again; Khalida, the shifter safe haven. I sought refuge there once before, only to end up drugged and once again fighting for my freedom.

The scales of Fate have never tipped in my favor. You'd think years of running and fear would overwhelm me when the monster hunting me makes his move. You'd think I'd lose hope when he rips me away from my mates and the first taste of safety I've had in years. But Malcolm should know better than...

You can't outrun your demons, but you sure as hell can give them a run for their money. The monster that's tormented us from the shadows has finally stepped into the light, and he has his sights set on me. But discovering that my entire life has been orchestrated as a twisted form of training to...