James Safar

Angela’s life changes the moment she steps through the gates of Eclipse Academy. Believing she’s nothing more than an ordinary human, Angela finds herself surrounded by vampires, dragons, lycans, fae, witches, and other supernatural beings who have spent their entire lives knowing exactly what they are. While she struggles to fit into a world she never knew existed, strange things begin happening around her, and secrets buried for generations refuse to stay hidden. As forgotten powers awaken and ancient symbols begin appearing, Angela discovers she isn’t human at all. She is the last surviving heir to an ancient Fae bloodline believed to have been erased from history, a revelation that places a target on her back and ties her fate to a prophecy no one fully understands. Caught between three powerful royal heirs, Angela’s life grows even more complicated. Xavier, the fiercely protective Dragon heir, is determined to keep her safe. Silas, the loyal Vampire heir, refuses to leave her side, convinced destiny has brought them together. Then there’s Darius, the confident Lycan heir whose instincts recognize something in Angela before anyone else can explain it. As mysterious crests awaken, magical bonds strengthen, and long-forgotten prophecies begin unfolding, one message appears again and again: A choice must be made. But the ancient journal offers another warning… Many will stand before her. There can only be one. Choose wisely. With enemies closing in, hidden truths surfacing, and an ancient curse threatening her life before her twenty-first birthday, Angela must uncover the meaning behind the prophecy before time runs out. Because some secrets were buried for a reason. Some bloodlines were never meant to survive. And the cure she’s searching for may demand a price greater than anyone is willing to pay. At Eclipse Academy, loyalty is tested, rivalries ignite, friendships become family, and destiny refuses to wait. The future of every supernatural kingdom may rest in the hands of one girl who never knew she belonged to any of them.

After Selena was forced to leave Alpha Kian's kingdom for being his second chance mate she swore to never come back, leaving her family and friends behind. Without any other choice, she leaves the pack and has to survive on her own. With no pack or family to help her, she starts over and builds up her life. When fate one day interferes and she finds herself captured by the king's men as an enemy and tossed in the castle's prison to be tortured. Can she escape without the king finding out his mate has come back to his kingdom, and keep her secrets hidden from him? When her life and the ones she cares about depend on her secrets. Is the King still the cold-hearted mate she once met a late night in the dark or has he changed?

"For years, I belonged to him. Not his mate. Not his love. But his bedmate. His Gamma. His shadow in the night. Alpha Calhoun made sure no man dared touch me, no wolf dared look at me. I was his possession, his secret, his sin wrapped in skin. And I endured it all—his rough hands, his dark devotion, his kisses that tasted like fire and chains because at least, for a while, he was mine. Until she returned. His destined mate. His so-called true love. And suddenly, I was nothing. Cast aside, silenced, left to wither in the shadows of a love that had never been mine to claim. But the thing about being claimed by a man like Calhoun… is that he never truly lets you go. ""Try to leave me, Elodie,"" his voice had been a snarl against my throat, his grip bruising my waist. ""I'll burn down every border, tear apart every wolf that stands in my way, until you crawl back to me. You're mine, even if the Moon Goddess herself wants to rip you away."" He didn't know then that I already had one foot out the door. And when I finally left his pack… I took more than just my broken heart with me."

My mate rejected me in front of four hundred wolves. So I claimed the Lycan King instead. It was supposed to be a joke. When an Alpha rejects a girl in public, the old law lets her name a second mate, and the pack gets to laugh at her twice. Nobody has been accepted in a hundred years. So I looked past every boy in Hollowpine, straight at the most dangerous man alive, and said his name. Adrian Sterling, sovereign of every pack on the continent, stood up while four hundred wolves went to their knees. "Accepted," he said. "Mine." Now the man who threw me away has to bow to me. The court gives me eighty-six days to shift, or I'm exiled as a pretender. I've never had a wolf. But I have something nobody else has: when I heal, I can see every mate bond as a thread. True ones shine silver. And half the marriages in the King's court are gold. Forged. The King has a secret of his own. Lycan kings without a mate go feral before thirty-three. He's thirty-one, and he chains himself in a tower every full moon. The only thing that quiets him is me.