Jenika Snow

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Preacher Brothers. That's what we were. A unit. The only family I had. I'd never felt love, never felt like I belonged. I buried what emotions I had lingering deep down, pushed them away until I was this stoic, apathetic machine. It's how I survived, how I kept my brothers safe. It's how I showed them I cared, that I wasn't a machine, a monster. My history was one of violence, neglected by a parent who only wanted to train his sons to steal, to take from others. It's all we knew, so that's how we continued to live long after the old man died and we were left to make our own lives. Professional thieves. That's what I was, and I reveled in it. I'd been such a recluse, taking care of my brothers as they grew up, making sure we had money, food to live. I never wanted or needed a woman... never even knew what it was like to touch, kiss... claim a female. And that had been fine with me. Until now. Until she came into my life and refused to back down. Until I knew walking away from her would leave a hole in my heart. Kimber. Mine. But I wasn't a good man, and Kimber deserved better. I should have left. But I couldn't. And I knew one thing for certain... not making her mine would only guarantee my complete ruin. She was my downfall in the best of ways.

This complete box set includes all six books in the Bear Clan series PLUS a brand new, never-before published holiday short story set in the Bear Clan world -The BEARly Controlled Grizzly (Book 1)That first time I saw her-my mate-I'd been ready to kick some guy's ass for even looking at her. I made no apologies for my possessive, territorial side. I was a grizzly bear shifter, after all. It was my nature to be over the top.-BEARly Mated to the Grizzly (Book 2)I decided to get away from it all, go out in the middle of nowhere to clear my head, and focus on what was important. Things were going great until a bear was at my back door, trying to get in. And it ended with me wielding a knife for protection and realizing it wasn't just any bear, but a shifter who claimed to be my mate. Maddix.-The BEARly Tamed Grizzly (Book 3)I didn't know her, what she looked like, where she was, but I knew my mate was out there. And it was that truth that had me saving myself for her. Only her. If I couldn't fully give myself over to my fated mate, what kind of worthy male was I? But staying in town, hidden deep within the forest, wouldn't bring my mate to me. I had to go and find her. I had to make her mine.-The BEARly Reluctant Grizzly (Book 4)When Asher showed up on my doorstep during a storm, soaking wet, looking feral, telling me he'd tried to stay away but couldn't, I knew one thing for certain. These weren't just idle feelings I was having. This was what it felt like to be mated.-The BEARy Possessive Grizzly (Book 5)I devoted my life to working, building a career and business, making sure I was secure and stable in my life for the sole purpose that I'd find her, that everything would be ready and perfect for her. My mate. The one woman who would complete me. The one woman who was born to be mine alone.-A BEARy Happily Ever After (Book 6)An alpha, bear-shifting virgin who was saving himself for his mate. That's what I was. And I was fine with that, because saving myself for the one female who was meant to be mine was the only thing I ever wanted. A lone bear without a mate was a depressing thing. And even though I knew she was out there-the other half to my soul-I was beginning to think there was no happily ever after for me. Until I saw another male lusting after her. There was no way I could control myself. She was mine, and if that meant kicking the ass of the man who wanted her... then so be it. Rue would be mine.

DAMONAn alpha, bear-shifting virgin who was saving himself for his mate. That's what I was. And I was fine with that, because saving myself for the one female who was meant to be mine was the only thing I ever wanted. A lone bear without a mate was a depressing thing. And even though I knew she was out there-the other half to my soul-I was beginning to think there was no happily ever after for me. Until I saw another male lusting after her. There was no way I could control myself. She was mine, and if that meant kicking the ass of the man who wanted her... then so be it. Rue would be mine. RUEIt started with a swim in the lake, and then suddenly there was a possessive bear shifter tackling my friend to the ground for touching my hair. It ended with me being pressed up against a tree, staring into the dark eyes of a feral man who claimed I was his mate... that he wouldn't stop until I was his, until I was marked as his. And as much as I knew being mated to Damon meant my life would be forever changed, knowing he would never let me go, would scare off any male who even looked in my direction, all I wanted was to be with him. All I wanted was to wear his mark.

CasonI devoted my life to working, building a career and business, making sure I was secure and stable in my life for the sole purpose that I'd find her, that everything would be ready and perfect for her. My mate. The one woman who would complete me. The one woman who was born to be mine alone. Watching my brothers find their other halves hadn't been easy, but I knew I would never give up. I couldn't. My mate would make all the bullshit disappear. She'd make my life have purpose. And that's the only thing that mattered to a bear shifter. To me. If there was one thing I knew without a doubt, it was that once I found her, I wouldn't go easy. I would make her see that, once she was mine, that was it. There was no going back. MenaHalf bear, half human. That's what I was. My human side dominant. No shifting, no primal urge to be in my animal form. But I was okay with that. I'd grown up with parents who wanted only the best for me, and that meant not being with a shifter, because of the politics that went along with it, because my father was an outcast for loving my mother-a human who wasn't his fated mate. Love who you want. That's what they said. That's what they lived by. But I needed to find myself, needed to find what I wanted out of life. And so I took an impromptu camping trip. I wanted to get away, to reconnect with my bear side, even if she was buried deep down within my human genetics. But I wasn't alone. He found me, this alpha grizzly bear shifter who looked at me like I was the sun he'd been searching for his entire life. His mate. Mine, he growled out like the feral animal he was. And in that moment, I knew there was no going back.

The Virus. That's what they called it, the lone thing that had the ability to wipe out mankind-the lone thing that did just that. Those who survived were immune, but death might have been a better outcome than the world they now lived in. Sasha and her younger sister Lucy were trying to survive this new, desolate existence. They're on their own, savaging this now ruined world. Those who survived might be friends but more than likely they're enemies. Then they learned about a safe community up north, and although they should try for it, fear keeps them rooted. But movement is life and staying in one place too long would mean death. Then fate made that decision for them, one that forces their hand and makes them flee the new place they called home. They have nothing else to lose, even if it turns out to be a dead end. The road is a lonely place when it's only two, and hunger is a nasty villain. There's violence and degradation. There's anger and immoral needs. And then there's Malachi. He came into their lives at the perfect time, saving them, protecting them. And Sasha felt desire for the first time in her life. She also felt fear. He's barbaric and ruthless, with wild eyes and a cunning gaze. He's a criminal with a tattooed body, his former life now a distant memory. This new existence had changed everyone and everything, and all who now lived within it were warped, twisted. It was kill or be killed. But Sasha would do anything to keep her and Lucy safe, and so she strikes up a deal with the savage, knowing she could use her one currency to get them out of this. Her body. She'll stay with him, be whatever he needs, whatever he wants as long as he helps them get up north so her sister has a chance to survive, to be part of a community again. She'll do whatever he wants so long as he kept them safe. And he agrees. She's now his... the property of a savage who will use her because he now owned her.

AriIt was supposed to be a fun, easygoing bachelorette party. But it turned out to be so much more. They dared me to kiss the next guy to buy me a drink. And I agreed. It was just a kiss, right? And then it happened... I saw Grey and felt something instant. I tried to back out of that kiss even though I wanted it desperately. But he didn't let me stop it. He kissed me until my toes curled and my heart raced. He kissed me until I knew I wanted more. So when I left him standing there staring at me, I knew it was all kinds of wrong to leave. GreyIt started with a dare. It ended with a kiss. And for weeks after she walked out of my life, I searched for her, doing anything and everything in my power to find a morsel of information about the first woman to make my heart stop and my future flash before my eyes. And when I finally found her, I was going to show Ari that I'd known she was mine from the very beginning. And that I wasn't letting her go a second time.

BradenWhen you have wealth and the respect of everyone around you, it's easy to forget how to live in the moment. There's only so much ass kissing a man can handle. But life can be very lonely at the top, and it's caused me to be reclusive and keep to myself. I focus on work, with no time for women. I've grown hard and distant with everyone, including my family. But when I come across Macy, a sexy little street thief who thinks I'm an easy target to pickpocket, I turn the tables on her. Who says blackmail can't be sexy? She's only supposed to be my company for a dinner party, but the more time I spend with Macy, the more I realize she's got layers that fascinate me. I realize that one night won't be enough. I need all of her. I need her as mine. Now I just have to show her that there are much more enjoyable ways to get sticky fingers. NOTE: Jenika and Jordan have teamed up again to bring you a sexy little story about a broody, alpha businessman who's met his match, even if a little blackmail is involved. But don't worry ... she likes it.

I fell in love with two men. I thought being with them both-at the same time-would be complicated. But it was easy. It was perfect. One of them was twice my age. The other was the boy I'd grown up with. Both of them were so very different, but they gave me exactly what I wanted, exactly what I needed. Ryker was a bad boy with looks that had my panties dropping from day one. He knew exactly where to touch me to make me cry out for more. He was also my best friend. Jareth was older, refined, and experienced. He knew how to make me beg for more with just a dominant look. He was also my boss. Although they were possessive and jealous where I was concerned, they accepted I was in a relationship with both of them. Ryker and Jareth only demanded one thing from me-to only be with them. But would I have choose to be with just one? How wrong would it be if I kept them both?

We were just friends. That's how it had always been, and that's how it would always be ... if I had any self-control. Who said we had to stay in the friend zone? Apparently I did, for far too long. But the truth was, I didn't think there was anything sexier than having blurred lines when it came to Stella. The girl I'd wanted for longer than I'd ever admit to anyone. My best friend. The smartest, prettiest girl I'd ever seen, ever known. I was the star quarterback, the most popular guy in high school, who could have had any girl he wanted. But I didn't want any of those things. I didn't care about any of that. All I cared about, all I wanted was one thing. Stella. And the longer I stayed back, tried to keep myself in control where she was concerned, the more possessive I became, the more obsessed with her, the more jealous I became when a guy even looked in her direction. There was nothing worse than being a jock block to yourself. But I was about to change all of that. I was about to make Stella mine.