V.K. Thorne writes paranormal romance and dark fantasy for readers who want their happily-ever-afters to come with teeth.
Thorne’s catalog spans the genre — from the vampire-soaked world of Nocturnal Gridiron to the werewolf pack politics of Claimed by the Broken Pack, with more paranormal worlds already in progress. Whether the story involves fated mates, ancient debts, or things that shouldn’t exist finding a way to fall in love anyway, the goal is always the same: characters worth rooting for, stakes that actually cost something, and endings that feel earned rather than convenient.
When not buried in a work-in-progress, Thorne can usually be found building out the next corner of the paranormal universe these stories all share — new packs, new bloodlines, new reasons for readers to stay up far later than they meant to.
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V.K. Thorne writes paranormal romance and dark fantasy for readers who want their happily-ever-afters to come with teeth.
Thorne’s catalog spans the genre — from the vampire-soaked world of Nocturnal Gridiron to the werewolf pack politics of Claimed by the Broken Pack, with more paranormal worlds already in progress. Whether the story involves fated mates, ancient debts, or things that shouldn’t exist finding a way to fall in love anyway, the...
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