Shadow Bred
3 primary works
Book 1
It’s not everyday you get abducted from a strip club in only a thong.
While Naja had dreamed of someone rescuing her from her life, this wasn’t how she thought it would go. Sure, on the surface it was perfect. Her abductors were huge, hot and members of a race of supernaturals that were rumoured to be extinct.
The Manix. Even the name was terrifying.
But someone needed to update their definition of extinct, because they were cluttering up her kitchen, looking at her with desperation that had little to do with sex and everything to do with something more life altering. They insisted she held the key to their survival. They said she was an Omega and they needed to do all sorts of freaky things with her to ensure the continuation of their species.
Naja wasn’t against getting a little freaky, but there was a line a sane person wouldn’t cross, but the Manix? They jumped across that line with rippling abs and both feet.
However, the Manix were the least of her problems right now. Naja’s life was haunted by something worse than the boogeyman; a monster that leaves flowers on her doorstep like he was putting a tribute on her grave.
The Manix may be terrifying, but could they salvation from the very thing that’s chasing her?
Or will they be too late to save the only female Omega they will ever find?
Manix is a Reverse Harem Omegaverse Standalone with MPREG. Contains M/M goodness.
Book 2
My Beta says I have a saviour complex, and considering my life's work had revolved around saving my half-sister and getting revenge for my father, he may have been correct. Sure, I accomplished it by becoming one of the most feared criminals south of the border.
I never said I was the good guy.
Now my sister was safe after exacting revenge for us all, and I was at a loss. What the hell did I do now?
Well, I did what any sane criminal overlord would do; I packed up my stuff, handed over the reigns to my empire and moved to Montana. But first, I had to rescue the Omega that I didn’t save when I was just a kid. How hard could breaking into a secret government facility in the middle of the desert, which was surrounded day and night by armed guards, really be?
For a human, probably impossible. But I wasn’t human. I was Manix.
However, not everyone was happy that I was moving to the Manix stronghold in Maxton, least of all their aged Alpha General. I swear, I’m not usually impulsive, but I never, ever, back down from a challenge, and the people of Maxton were about to learn that firsthand.
Especially a pretty Beta female with a smile like the sun.
Frenzy is the second standalone novel in the Shadow Bred series. This is a reverse harem novel.
Book 3
They say that cats and women will do what they want, and that had never been more true than in the case of Kitten. I mean, she didn't even have a name; my best friend Beckett and I had named her Kitten when we were fifteen. She'd been dumped on the edge of Maxton, rescued by an ancient old Manix who had one foot in the grave, and she'd been living out in the wilderness for so long she was a hissing, spitting mess. She could barely speak, she was skin and bones. We'd tried to take her back with us, but she'd be stuffed in the Sanctum, and she'd die. They didn't care about saving people in there, especially not weird feral girls.
Sometimes I thought we'd made a mistake, leaving her out there. For years we brought her food and clothes, slowly taught her how to speak, made sure she was as comfortable as a wild girl could be. We offered over and over to bring her into Maxton, but every time we tried, she fought us tooth and nail, hissing like a house cat. Hence the name Kitten.
Then we grew up. Found Darius and Cooper and formed a Pack. Our visits to Kitten got less and less, until they stopped altogether. But we never forgot her, never stopped loving her.
Then the world went crazy, and Kitten was at risk.
We'd save her now, drag her back to safety, and it didn't matter if she hated us or not. At least she'd be alive.