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On her eighteenth birthday, Aria Blackwood feels the mate bond—only to watch Damien Storm, the ruthless Alpha, shatter her hope in front of the entire pack: "You dare to imagine yourself my mate? A weakling Beta's daughter? The bond is a mistake. I reject you, Aria Blackwood. Here and now." Humiliated and cast into the Hunt—the Blood Moon's brutal ritual where every unmated, widowed or rejected she-wolf is turned into prey for any male who cares to chase—Aria's heat erupts in the forest. Dozens of wolves circle to claim her, and Damien steps back, letting her fall. Then the sky splits with a roar. The Lycan Alpha King strides through the fire-light, black wolf rippling with power. His golden eyes sweep the clearing, and his voice crashes like thunder: "She is mine. My prize. Mark her, look at her, and you die. She is mine, and mine alone." In front of every witness, he lifts Aria into his arms, teeth grazing her throat in a silent, unbreakable claim. Now Aria stands at the center of a storm—between the Alpha who shattered her heart and the King who would burn kingdoms to keep her.

For four years, Eziah has hunted for his mate. When he finds her, he doesn’t expect to find a woman who has been broken in the worst ways possible—leaving both her mind and wolf fragmented. Confined to a cage and in total darkness for the past seven years, Temperance has been suffering at the hands of her brother. Yet when Alpha Eziah finds her, all that changes. He takes her out of her prison, showing her a world that she no longer recognizes. He says he’s her mate; there is just one problem… Neither Temperance nor her wolf recognizes Eziah. She thinks he’s crazy for wanting to be with her despite the fact that she’s been driven mad. He thinks she’s just crazy, but he’s not willing to give up on his mate. Temperance then finds herself in a different sort of confinement. This time it’s not at the hands of her brother, but to protect those around her from a monster inside of her that she didn’t know she had. One that is determined to destroy everyone around her. Will Eziah be able to help pull Temperance out of her madness or will he lose her to the monster that lurks beneath her skin?

BOOK FOUR of the Coalescence of the Five: THEY COULDN’T BE TOGETHER AT THE START. BUT ARE THEY DESTINED TO STAY APART UNTIL THE END? She’s the heir to the throne, yet her heart is calling after something else… Princess Reida’s academic pursuit takes her on a journey to Incanta – a world inhabited by witches, wizards, dragon shifters, wraiths, and irascibles. While her mind is broadened and mystified just as she’d hoped, developing feelings for a certain wizard was not part of her plan, especially not when he is her professor. He’s no stranger to injustice, but the biggest one may be his undoing… Professor Theodore Ischyrós is ambitious and accomplished in a way few beings are. He keeps his past close at all times and has learned to mistrust and doubt almost everyone. The moment he laid eyes on her he knew he’d been struck by magic. The moment she began speaking he knew he was done for. He’s determined to keep professional lines clear until she graduated. But when that day comes, would she be available for him to pursue? She’s a princess – the heir to the lycan throne, and his best friend’s cousin. And things only get worse when the heir to Incanta’s throne seems to be after her hand as well. Will Theodore be able to convince Reida to choose him, or are they destined to stay behind professional lines forever, being within reach but never together?

CAN A SPARK SURVIVE THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA, OR WILL THE DARKNESS FORCE OUT RUINOUS FORMS OF SECRECY? She dove headfirst into the depths; will the truth slip into or right out of her grasp? Princess Enora is a magnet for enviable blessings, one of which seems to come in the form of a merman—a commander of an underwater dominion in Oceanea. Their relationship is passionate and fiery, but something nudges at her, something he’s keeping under lock and key. And this has nothing to do with another merman finding ways to literally stand between them. When a song sets off a chain of events, will their spark burn brighter or extinguish into a cinder? He’s trained to command the sea, but now he’s commanded by a certain lycan royalty… As Mercommander, there is little he cannot sense. The day he sensed her, his breathing hitched, his heart pounded, and his eyes grew a new kind of sharpness, one that threatens to cut through that urchin who stands between them. The need to be close to her never goes away. But this esteemed soldier has secrets under his scales and exposing them is a matter of life and death. He must tread carefully, or risk putting everyone he cares about in danger.

Alpha Ares was vicious and heartless. Driven by the need to be at the top, his pack-the Coldcrest pack- was a no-nonsense pack. It was the largest of them all, and it was comprised of brutal and strong warriors who were drilled to come back triumphant after every battle. They were terrified by all. The sheer mention of his name would have the other packs trembling in fear. Infuriated by the demise of his parents, who were both slaughtered by wolf-hunters, Alpha Ares had only one rule–No pack member of his was to be mated to a human. Anyone who was to be painstakingly blessed with a human mate had to be killed or exiled, no matter their rank in the pack. And this rule was never to be broken. Appalled by his harsh judgment and vicious ways, the Moon goddess blessed him in the most cruel way. She gave him a mate, after so many years spent by Alpha Ares yearning for one. The only problem was, she gave him a human mate. A timid human mate named Akira.

"I'm an ordinary waiter, but I can see people's fate, including Shifters. Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. I do have magic, just as the tests showed, but it has never lined up with any known Magic species. I can't breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches. I can't make potions like an Alchemist or seduce people like a Succubus. Now I don't mean to be unappreciative of the power I do have, it's interesting and all, but it just really doesn't pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate. Most of life is annoying enough for me, and what never occurred to me is that my mate is a rude, pompous nuisance. He's an Alpha and my friend's twin brother. --------------------------------------- “What are you doing? This is my home, you can't just let yourself in!” I try and keep my voice firm but when he turns and fixes me with his golden eyes I shrink back. The look he gives me is imperious and I automatically drop my eyes to the floor as is my habit. Then I force myself to look back up again. He doesn't notice me looking up because he's already looked away from me. He's being rude, I refuse to show that he's scaring me, even though he most definitely is. He glances around and after realising that the only place to sit is the little table with its two chairs he points to it. “Sit.” he orders. I glare at him. Who is he to order me around like this? How can someone this obnoxious possibly be my soul mate? Maybe I'm still asleep. I pinch my arm and my eyes water a little from the sting of pain."