Titles below are listed according to their reading order

The Werewolf Prince and I - Domenico Moretti and Misty Wall
My Werewolf Professor Boxed Set - Alessandro Moretti and Kassia
The Art of Claiming an Alpha Boxed Set - Alejandro Moretti and Calys
A Royal Heartbreak - Domenico Moretti and Misty, Part 2
Suit and Fangs - Luka Georgiades and Caylie (made unavailable by publisher)
My Vampire Billionaire Boss - Etienne Hirsche and Spencer
Beast of Mine - Lysander Allard and Estrella Moretti

My new boss is my uncle's close friend...

He's rich and gorgeous, but because I'm eighteen to his thirty-three, he also happens to think he's too old for me.
He's also a little too concerned about what's right and proper, but that's fine.
All I need is some time, teach him how to loosen up a little, and everything should fall into place.
But as things turn out...I was so painfully wrong, and now my heart's all broken.
* This is a steamy, fast-paced romance. HEA guaranteed!

“You're feeling bad for me again, Sunny."
The older woman made a face. "How many times do I have to tell you this? You are not to read people's mind when you're not in costume as Mademoiselle C!"
Cass wrinkled her nose. "It's just..."
"The locals may accept you as you are," Sunny reminded the younger woman gently, "but the rest of the world is different."
"Are they really so different?" Cass couldn't help asking.
"They're worse," Sunny answered flatly, thinking of all the evils that she had left behind in her old life. "And this summer...I heard Garth say we'll be hitting an all-time high for tourist arrivals. That means you need to be on your guard at all times. And I want to hear you promise exactly that, Cass. No slipping up, no reading minds when you're not playing Mademoiselle C.”
The younger girl flashed her a sweet dimpled smile as she said obediently, “I promise.”
Sunny wasn’t fooled. Everyone on the island knew Cass as stubbornly independent, not liking anyone to give her special attention because of her blindness. By making Cass promise not to be so free with her clairvoyant ways, Sunny knew she might as well have pushed Cass to do the opposite.
“Sunny? Is it okay if I leave now?”
Sunny reached for her pen and started fiddling with it, Cass’ question making her feel oddly restless. It was almost as if the girl’s ability to see the future had rubbed off on her. She had a very strong feeling that something big was about to happen to Cass—-
“You feel it, too?” Cass gasped.
Sunny groaned. “Cass! You did it again!”
“Umm...oops?”
Sunny groaned a second time. “You’re so hopeless—-”
“I’m sorry, Sunny, but you were practically shouting it in your mind.” Cass rubbed her arms as if goose bumps had popped up all over her body. “But I can’t believe you feel it, too.”
“I don’t feel anything,” Sunny lied, determined not to give Cass any encouragement. The younger girl had to learn not to be too open about her ability. It was too powerful...as well as dangerous if the wrong people knew about it.
Cass gave her a knowing smile. “Yes, you did.”
“No. I did not.”
“Yes, you absolutely did.” The younger girl turned her head towards the door. “I really have to leave now.”
“Sure, but...why are you in such a hurry?”
Cass looked at her direction over her shoulder and said simply, “I think the man I’ve been dreaming about all these years has finally come to the island.”
By the time Sunny recovered from her shock, Cass was completely gone from her sight.
Oh, oh, dear!
There that girl went again, being too honest for her own good!
When would she ever learn?

​Dear Anonymous Readers,
Let’s just call him X - the first and only guy I’ve ever loved – also the first and only guy who’s broken my heart. I used to think that trauma caused by ugly breakups was only a thing in books, movies – and yes, manga – until of course it happened to me.
On hindsight, I really should have known better. He had so many issues it was only a matter of time before one of them drove us apart. And even if that hadn’t happened, we still wouldn’t have worked out. He was this perfect, gorgeous guy who had everything going for him while I…well, let’s just say I didn’t turn out to be this super-smart girl everyone thought me to be.
I hate him as much as I fear him, so much so that even in my dreams I can’t make myself think of his name, much less say it. It’s like my mind’s completely blocked the sound of it, and now his name works like a breakdown trigger. If I let myself say his name, that’s it, and believe me – what happens after isn’t pretty.
So yeah, it’s that bad between us, but I’m determined to put it all behind me now. I’ve moved to another country, doing my best to get my shite together. I’ve even made myself attend a goukon (a group dating thing) in hopes of finding love again.
Everything’s going well…
Until I bumped into him.
X.
Bloody. Bloody. Bloody hell.
The sight of him has my world spinning out of its axis, my face draining of color, my throat locking oxygen out---
I can’t remember feeling more terrified than I was at that moment. But the worst thing is – I can’t remember when the last time I felt so alive either.