I stared at them, my so-called stepbrothers—Quinn, Jack, and John. My high school tormentors. My nightmares. "You’re our mate," Quinn...

I sealed the last box, glancing around my empty room — the only place that ever felt like mine. Another...

Molly’s voice trembled. “The Goddess didn’t make me for anyone, Seth. No one wants me.” Seth’s grip tightened as he...