Forced to bond with a fluffle of rabbit shifters who care only for my ability to provide offspring, I’ve spent the last several months tucked away in a burrow. My matched wouldn…
Life isn’t a fairytale, but for a few days I got to pretend it was. Now I’m back in my childhood bedroom in New York, eating breakup ice cream and listening to early 2000s emo music.
It was an offer too good to refuse: spend one month in the most haunted house in the world. When the reclusive owner of Duskwood Manor opens the door to five teams of parano…
