BOXER

Werewolf

Accidentally murdered the bride? Check. Forced to marry the cursed Alpha who's lost six wives? Check. Now wearing her dress, dragged to his bed, while the pack waits outside for proof he's fucked me raw? Double check. Remi was just trying to catch her cheating boyfriend in the act. Instead, she tripped, ripped lace, and cracked a skull. Now Alpha Nero Blackwater owns her. "Bride for bride," he growls. "You owe me a wedding... and a womb." The curse kills his mates before dawn. Unless he plants an heir fast. But something's wrong. What if there was never a curse at all? One night to survive. One claiming to break everything. One Alpha who'll fuck her senseless... even if it's the last thing she feels.

Modern

Returning to her hometown for a blind date, Verena expected stability, not Asher-a rugged boxing coach who seemed far too confident for his own good. When asked why a guy with his credentials chose a blind date, he said he was just picky about women. Her take? Too shallow. Definitely not someone

Literature

The Dead Boxer / The Works of William Carleton, Volume Two by William Carleton