There’s a legend… men from our planet are banished, never to be seen again…

Turns out it’s true, and now it’s my turn.

Forced from my home world, and thrust into a snowy hellscape. Transformed into a creature with antlers and fur. Destined to pull an old man’s sleigh one night a year for a century.

This is my reality now. I’m no longer simply Rudy. Now I’m a Rudolph, and I’m pissed. I’m furious. How dare they do this to me?

Shifter rage is a real thing, a feral risk, a deadly threat to everyone, and the solution? Find a mate. Find her fast, and make her MINE.

Her name is Eve, and she will be mine. I will bend her to my will, and slake this fury once and for all. Every breath, every gasp, every whimper, they will seal our bond. There’s no me without her, and I have days to claim her. Mere days.

Every hundred years, a reindeer shifter can choose to retire, and a new one is called from the planet Santos. Who will be next?

There’s a legend… men from our planet are banished, never to be seen again…

Turns out it’s true, and now it’s my turn.

As if waking up in a frozen wasteland isn’t bad enough, I’m transformed into something different. After getting shot, I scent my mate, and even though I don’t fully understand what that means, something about it makes me feral.

I track the scent to her - Meredith - and shift back to my usual form. Of course, she thinks I’m crazy when I explain what’s happened, but she takes care of me anyway.

Once I learn the truth behind the legend, I’m desperate to claim my mate, even if she’s hesitant and runs away. I will hunt her down, and I will make her mine.

Every hundred years, a reindeer shifter can choose to retire, and a new one is called from the planet Santos. Who will be next?

There’s a legend… men from our planet are banished, never to be seen again…

Turns out it’s true, and now it’s my turn.

One minute, I’m fixing the fence on my family's farm, the next I wake up on a strange planet.

The mating urge hits me, and I know without a doubt the stories are all true. That doesn’t prepare me for scenting my mate on a man, violently shifting, and nearly killing him.

I’m not sure which is worse, the fact that I don’t even remember it after, or learning that the man I attacked is my fated mate’s father.

Can I get them to forgive me so she’ll accept the mate bond before Christmas Eve? Or am I doomed to life as a feral unmated reindeer?

All I know is that I can’t fight the urge to claim her, but how can I claim her after what I’ve done?

Every hundred years, a reindeer shifter can choose to retire, and a new one is called from the planet Santos. Who will be next?

There’s a legend…men from our planet are banished, never to be seen again…
Turns out it’s true, and now it’s my turn.

I was taken from Santos and dragged into a world of snow, magic, and monsters. The first shift shatters me—bones breaking, instincts rising, something feral clawing its way to the surface.

They call me Prancer.

They say I need a mate to survive. To keep the darkness from consuming me.

Then she walks in.

Senada smells like heat and life and everything my body recognizes as mine. The storm inside me goes still. The hunger sharpens.

She doesn’t know what I am.
She doesn’t recognize me when I find her again in human skin.
She thinks I’m just a man offering her shelter for the night.

I tell her the truth—I won’t touch her without permission.
But she is welcome to my body whenever she wants it.

She thinks she’s playing with fire.
She doesn’t realize I was born to chase.

Mating a reindeer shifter isn’t romance. It’s a hundred-year bond of service, possession, and survival. If she chooses me, she won’t age. She won’t walk away.

And I won’t let her go.

Every hundred years, a reindeer shifter can choose to retire, and a new one is called from the planet Santos. Who will be next?

There’s a legend… men from our planet are banished, never to be seen again…

Turns out it’s true, and now it’s my turn.

Xin

I never believed the legend and have called BS on it so many times, knowing there has to be more to it. When I’m in the right place at the wrong time and hear more than I should, my biggest fears become a reality when it’s lights out for me.

Zara

A rogue skiing trip to the North Pole sounded like a good idea in my head, but when my lack of finesse has me veering directly into danger, it can’t get any worse. Right? Enter Xin.

Every hundred years, a reindeer shifter can choose to retire, and a new one is called from the planet Santos. Who will be next?

There’s a legend… men from our planet are banished, never to be seen again…Turns out it’s true, and now it’s my turn.

I am one of those men.

I am taken from everything I know and placed in a world I don’t understand. I am bound by magic I don’t fully comprehend. To serve one man. To train until my lungs burn and my instincts claw their way to the surface, all for once special night. At first I refuse. I don’t want to be a part of this new life.

But then I scent her.

Noelle is human. Soft. Sharp-tongued. She looks at me like I’m a man instead of a monster, and it makes something inside me snap. My reindeer side knows her before my mind does. Marks her. Chooses her. Something inside me snarls awake, ready to claim what is destined to be… Mine.

The closer Christmas Eve creeps, the thinner my control becomes. Instinct takes over. The bond tightens until resisting it feels like tearing myself apart. I’m supposed to pull Santa’s sleigh across the world in a single night. But the only thing I truly want…is to keep my mate beneath me, breathing my name, safe from everyone else.

She should run from me.
She doesn’t.

If I lose control, I lose everything. If I don’t… I lose her. And I will not survive that.

Every hundred years, a reindeer shifter can choose to retire, and a new one is called from the planet Santos. Who will be next?

There’s a legend… men from their planet are banished, never to be seen again… Turns out it’s true, and now it’s his turn.

Waking naked in the parking lot of an adult club without any memories of his past life, Cupid is immersed in a completely new world. While everyone around him is getting laid, he’s keeping his own secret: he’s a virgin.

He doesn’t know her name, but he dreams about her. He’s drawn to her, but he doesn’t know why.

Who is this mystery woman?

Perhaps she’s someone from his past life…the life he knows nothing about. Maybe if he can find her, he can also find out who he is?

Every hundred years, a reindeer shifter can choose to retire, and a new one is called from the planet Santos. Who will be next?

There’s a legend… men from our planet are banished, never to be seen again…

Turns out it’s true, and now it’s my turn.

Don dedicated his life to uncovering why the men from Santos kept disappearing. The Elders offered no answers, and so he spent countless days in the bibliothèque, pouring over old manuscripts and firsthand accounts…stories from men who had watched their friends vanish in an instant, or who simply never saw them again. Frustration grew, but so did his certainty that he was close. Then one day, a strange tale appeared on his desk…a child’s story about flying reindeer. And then…everything went black.

Juniper was the keeper of the archives. She understood what it meant when new men suddenly appeared in town, but the truth was not hers to share…at least, not with most people. Only her best friend knew part of it, bound as they were to the strange “magic” of the North Pole. Even so, Juniper carried secrets too heavy to hold forever, secrets she hadn’t told anyone. Until HE arrived. His presence set events in motion that would bring those hidden truths into the light...at least for those who needed to know.

Two scholars, each chasing answers, found far more than they expected. And in the process, they began to discover one another.

Every hundred years, a reindeer shifter can choose to retire, and a new one is called from the planet Santos. Who will be next?

There’s a legend… men from our planet are banished, never to be seen again… Turns out it’s true, and now it’s my turn.

Who knew a Star Reader couldn’t see their own future? I sure didn’t. One moment I’m walking home from work, doing my best to avoid people. Then, the next thing I know everything goes dark. 

I have to get back to Santos, back to what I know. However, the mountain is against me and violently shakes. Snow traps us, but it’s her scent that captures me. Now, I have a fight I may not be able to win. 

Every hundred years, a reindeer shifter can choose to retire, and a new one is called from the planet Santos. Who will be next?