Claws and Conspiracies
Series: Claws and Conspiracies
Book Number: 1
Release Date: 31st Mar 2022
The average rating for this book is 5 out of 5
Trigger Warning Abuse - Emotional Trigger Warning Dub Con Trigger Warning Homophobia Trigger Warning Unknown Trigger Warning Violence Trigger Warning Violence outside of the Harem
Genre Paranormal Kink BDSM Kink Dirty Talk Kink Dub Con Kink Group Sex Burn Fast Harem Size Small Harem (3 or 4) Trope Chosen One Trope Fated Mates Form Wolves POV 1st Person POV POV Multiple POV Age FMC in their 20s Tense Present Store Availability Hardback Store Availability Kindle Unlimited Store Availability Paperback Abused Male Alphas Cliffhanger Dark Insta-Love Insta-Lust Jealous/Possessive MMC Law Enforcement Magic Marking MM Mystery Pre-Established Harem Soulmates Threesome Virgin FMC
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It’s not like I asked for this… I just wanted that sweet, sweet middle-class existence.
My life was a cycle of day-in, day-out predictability. Work. Eat. Happy hour. Sleep. Rinse and repeat. It’s everything I wanted and everything I dreamed about. I loved the stability and reliability of it. What’s more? I was good at it. My annual performance reviews said so!
Until one day when my life’s routines were blown up and my carefully curated habits were ashes floating down around me. Literally.
Instead of the normalcy I craved, I was left with ensuing chaos. I was being watched by the company I worked for. I was a suspect for an act of domestic terrorism. I’m fairly certain I’m going insane. What’s more? My apartment’s night guard is too pretty for his own good.
It all becomes too much, and I find myself very alone and very paranoid.
Then, when I most need a lifeline, that chiseled Greek god of a night guard? He shows up at my doorstep asking me to trust him. Him and his two best friends.
He promises me answers if I just believe in him for the duration of one conversation. He promises me answers if I simply accept that magic exists for ten minutes. And because I’m convinced that I’m already in the middle of a mental breakdown, I tell him I’ll listen.
Now? My respectable life and career are in the rearview mirror and I’m just along for the ride.
Too bad someone is chasing me.
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