Romance Expected Dating Service

Finley: I'm a wolf shifter who never quite fit into my pack-not because they didn't love me, but because I just wasn't . . . typical. When my well-meaning parents started throwing every eligible alpha my way like I was in some furry version of The Bachelorette, I ran to the city and found a job at REDS, a dating agency for shifters who don't fit the usual mold. I didn't expect my first client to be another wolf. Michael's all lean lines, sharp suits, and dry wit. The more time we spend together, the more I start to wonder . . . maybe I can't find him a mate because I want to be the one he chooses. Michael: I'm not into wilderness, I hate camping, and I'm more comfortable with spreadsheets than hunting rabbits. Sue me. REDS was supposed to help me find someone who could see past all that. It . . . didn't. The only good part? My matchmaker, Finley. She's curvy, clever, and completely convinced I'm someone else's perfect match. When she suggests a "practice date," I jump at the chance. But now I'm stuck pretending while all I want is the real thing. How can I get her to see me as her partner instead of a client in need of fixing? Contains mature themes.

Becci: Shifter men are the worst. After the latest one flipped out because I wouldn't give up my job as a research scientist to play house, I accidentally shifted. In a restaurant. Into a twelve-foot crocodile. REDS is my last shot before giving up on men. And they actually find me a reptile shifter, hot and quiet with gila monster vibes. Things are looking up. Right until I got tasered outside of my lab and six goons shove me into a black van. I'm blindfolded, handcuffed, and on a loaded onto a plane. But then? Boom. Gunfire. Chaos. And I'm being carried through the jungle by my not-so-mild-mannered date. Cal: I'm done with mercenary life. It's time to settle down and find a girl who doesn't mind a gila-guy with a bit of a dangerous vibe. I don't expect my match to be kidnapped by a bunch of paramilitary thugs. Seems the mercenary life isn't done with me. Good thing I brought weapons. Now we're on the run in the jungle, dodging bullets, trading banter, and trying not to die before I can convince her I'm not just the guy who blew up her captors. Because Becci? She's brilliant, brave, and beautiful . . . and I need her to be mine. Contains mature themes.

Jenna: Find a guy, screw him senseless, lock it down, and live a life full of luxury and bottomless mimosas. Is that such a bad dream? Too bad step one keeps blowing up in my face. Especially once they find out I'm a fox shifter. Then I meet Fenton. He's a bobcat shifter, a gorgeous one, and surprisingly charming. After a few dates, I'm starting to think I can skip the whole gold-digging plan and just fall for him. But there's one little problem. He's not rich. He's a hacker. The righteous, steal-from-the-corrupt-and-dismantle-their-empires kind. And he needs a fake wife to pull off the biggest con of his life. Fenton: I don't date. I infiltrate. But this time, to get close to the man who destroyed my family, I need more than just a good backstory, I need a wife. Jenna is a luscious curveball I didn't see coming. When she finds out who I really am, she doesn't run. And when I ask to put a fake ring on her real finger, she's game. Now we're the hottest new couple in town, charming the elite while plotting their downfall. It's just pretend, right? Except it's not long before it doesn't feel like we're pretending. At all. Contains mature themes.

Lindsay: I'm not asking for much. Someone who can go toe-to-toe with me and can handle a woman as stubborn as a . . . donkey shifter. So far? No luck. When REDS suggests a blind date, it's a no brainer. No names, no backstory, just chemistry. And Josh? He's all chemistry. Broad shoulders, a calm confidence, and a smile that makes my stomach flutter. Right when I think it's going well-poof. He gets a call, drops some story about a ranch emergency, and leaves. And when the ranch turns out to be real, I start to wonder . . . what if this hardheaded cowboy is the match I've been looking for all along? Josh: REDS promises something different, and I figure I'll give it one last shot. Lindsay is smart, curvy, and stubborn as hell. So of course everything at the ranch has to go to hell. With no other choice, I bolt, sure that's the end of it. Until she shows up at my ranch the next day like a woman on a mission, and I'll be honest, I've never been more turned on in my life. So I hand her gloves and put her to work. Now I've got to convince the woman who chased me across state lines that the real test isn't whether she can keep up. It's whether she's willing to stay. Contains mature themes.