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Not All Men
Don’t Touch is the first book in the Not All Men trilogy. It’s a glacial-burn paranormal why choose romance, that contains possessive men, a snarky, coming into herself heroine, and a familiar world full of shifters, danger and excitement.
Filthy, ruined, and left for dead.
What a perfect birthday gift.
Four powerful, mythical men want to claim me as theirs: a sweet but possessive light pegasus, a reclusive and scarred bear shifter, a deadly, twisted dark pegasus, and an unhinged imp shifter with a soul as fractured as mine. They’re everywhere I turn—wanting me, loving me, protecting me—no matter how hard I push them away. But they don’t understand that I can never be theirs. That I can’t accept our bond, that I can’t accept them. The night my father orchestrated my so-called “initiation,” something inside me broke. A part of me that can never be mended, no matter how much they try.
I can’t acknowledge our mate bond because I can’t bear to be touched. My choice was taken from me, leaving me broken and shattered, a shell of who I once was. And in my struggle to reclaim my life, the only way I know to protect myself is to retreat.
But when a stalker starts leaving a trail of blood in my name, I’m forced out of hiding and into their arms. My mates want me whole. They can’t accept the pieces I offer—not forever. It feels easier just to let the darkness consume me.
Don’t Touch is the first book in the Not All Men trilogy. It’s a glacial-burn paranormal why choose romance, that contains possessive men, a snarky, coming into herself heroine, and a familiar world full of shifters, danger and excitement.
Breaking was easy. It’s the healing that threatens to destroy me.
Therapy. Boundaries. A fragile routine that almost feels like progress.
I’m trying—really trying—to claw my way back from the wreckage. But when even a brush of skin feels like fire, how can I ever believe I’m more than the damage left behind?
And the world won’t let me breathe.
My stalker is more deranged than ever after taking out the nightmare who once controlled me. It should feel like freedom—except he’s still obsessed, still watching, and he won’t let me go. My stepfather’s murder drags me into the spotlight, forcing the Tribunal’s corruption into the open for everyone to see. When I’m sent back to the compound for a review, my fragile grip on myself threatens to snap. The place that broke me isn’t finished with me yet.
And even therapy isn’t safe—not when the doctor who betrayed me still has her claws sunk deep in my mind.
And then there’s Torin. The newest of my so-called mates. He seems to hate me more than I hate myself—treating me like poison, when all I want is to believe I’m more.
The closer I get to the others, the more my chromius begs for them. The more my body betrays me, reminding me I was never meant to survive alone. But letting them in means facing the truth I’ve fought to deny: that our bond is real. That I belong to them.
That surviving isn’t the same as living.
I’m not ready.
But the darkness is coming anyway.
