Fae

In a realm hidden from human eyes, the werewolf king has outlawed inter-species mate bonds and driven out or killed most of those who disagree with him. As a prophecy is made and a curse is placed, what will happen to those unknowingly thrust into the heart of the conflict? Will fate help them find a way to restore balance and peace? Or will they lose all they hold dear to them? Nothing is as it seems in this book. It is NOT just your standard, run of the mill, fated mates werewolf story. There are dragons, witches, and fairies, and others to be introduced in this book and later on in the series!

"I would rather peel my skin than accept your rejection." *** I'm on a mission with clear specifics. But all set plans come to ruin when the top and most powerful Nobles of Crestbane University set their eyes on me, and the gods and goddesses decide to mess everything up. I'm not one of them, I am one of my kind, something different from anything they've ever heard or seen. Yet, I'm stuck with a fearful Dragon shifter prince, who doesn't take no for an answer. A fae prince with anger issues who goes completely soft for me. A super gorgeous and pompous ice elemental and Werewolf shifter prince who is overprotective of me. And an unhinged 'dream protector' incubus prince, who makes me smile even when I don't wish to. I can't be with these over-privileged spoilt princes... Not when it took me years to finally get into Crestbane University. Sadly, these boys would rather peel their skin than let me go.

"There is no escape for you. I have waited a long time for you,mate. I will not let you go this time." I gasped and placed my palm over my heart, doubling over. I felt it. Strong and unbreakable, a cord that connected our bodies, minds and souls to each other's. It reached out, connecting me to him, over time, over space, over realms. I felt his power fuse with mine and cuddle around my ice, making me warm. Fire to my ice. Ice to his fire. I didn't need to see him to know it was him. My dragon growled again with mixed emotions coursing through her. I joined in with a snarl and lifted my head, anger of a woman and beast merging into something cataclysmic.      I thrummed my fingers in the air and I raised my head. Our eyes met and I resisted the urge to double over at the sensation in my chest. With Fae vision, he looked even more gorgeous than any being should be. So sensual. So dark. So powerful. My mate. I searched his turquoise depths for answers, hoping I was wrong, but they said it all. He was my mate. And he'd hurt me. I'll kill him.

When the prey becomes the hunter… As a half-elf paranormal recruitment consultant, Julia knows to stay away from vampires–to them, she’s just food. So why would bloodthirsty alpha male Nathaniel La Caz be any different. When she turns up to the meeting in his factory, she senses that there is something about him. Julia is suddenly overwhelmed by her senses and her magic goes haywire when she is near him. Things go from weird to worst, when Julia witnesses the kidnapping of her cousin Claudia. And when more elves and fairies begin to vanish without a trace, and no help in sight, Julia knows that she is her cousin’s only hope. The police suspect vampires. And if they’re right, this could be a one day death trap. But Julia is willing to risk it all to save Claudia, even if it means she could become this crazed vampire’s next victim.

Alec looked me over, shaking his head at me. "You should leave, I do not need your services" he said and started to walk away.     "I'm afraid I can't do that, Alpha Alec" I countered, stopping him in his tracks.     "Lady, leave while I am being nice or you won't like the outcome" He growled, still not looking back at me.     F*ck*ng hell! Why is he being so hardheaded. I cleared my throat and placed my hands on my hips in a bid to pull off a nonchalant stance. "Perhaps I want to know the outcome, Alpha Alec."     "I said you wouldn't like it"     "I am here to do a job that I would be paid for, so I do not care."     My smart mouth would definitely put me in trouble in this place. Not like I would have naturally cared but in this kind of situation I probably should care definitely.     "F*ck you Lee!" He growled and turned back to face me, his eyes had changed colors, they were like a burning blue flame.     Well, well, well. I think I just p*ss*d off this Lycan Alpha.     Alec stalked towards me, reaching out, he grabbed my arms and then pressed me against the nearest wall, and in a silent order that could not be missed, he whispered.     "Stay the f*ck away from me, lady!"     *** Bellatrix Fallon has hated Lycans for as long as she can remember, even to the extent of taking up a wolf hunting job when she turned eighteen. Coming across a weird client who might be connected to her parent's strange death, Bellatrix must take on a risky job to get answers that has hunted her since she was just a kid - Spy on the winter pack, most especially Alpha Alec of the said winter pack. It probably should have been an easy task, until she starts to fall in love with this broken Lycan. It doesn't end there though, as happenings around her starts to reveal secrets and truths about herself and the Lycan folks that she never would have imagined. Even now, her whole life might have all been a sham. And then... The prophecy.

In a galaxy where crowns are forged in code and loyalty is bought with blood, Elara Vey was left to burn. Now she rises — a queen reborn from ashes, with outlaw tech in her veins and vengeance blazing in her heart. The empire that betrayed her demands obedience. The rebellion craves a symbol. But Elara has her own plan: to tear down every throne built on the ruins of her people. Love, betrayal, and cosmic power collide in this gripping saga of survival, rebellion, and the price of destiny. The stars crowned her once. This time, she'll crown herself.

Under the silver-lit canopy of the Elysian night, three formidable male leaders emerged from the shadows, representing their respective clans. The Alpha of the Werewolf Clan, the Alpha of the Feline Clan, and the Alpha of the Faerie Clan stood side by side, their eyes fixed on Eve, the lone Seraphyn, the last of her kind. Darius, his fur as dark as the night, spoke first, his voice carrying the resonance of centuries. "Eve, with your blood, our pack would be unstoppable. Join us, and the moon itself will bow to your power." Caelon, a feline grace personified, purred seductively, "Eve, with you by our side, we will cast a shadow over all of Elysia. Your strength will make us invincible." Vaelis, adorned in ethereal wings, chimed in with an alluring melody. "Seraphyn, your essence will infuse our clan with magic unparalleled. Imagine the beauty we could create together." Eve, standing resolute, gazed at the three male leaders. "I am not a prize to be won or a mate to be claimed. My heart belongs to no clan, but to love. The Seraphyn legacy will not be a pawn in your struggle for dominance." A tense silence settled over the moonlit clearing, broken only by the distant howls, feline purrs, and fairy whispers. The male leaders exchanged glances, their desire for Eve as their mate warring with her unwavering determination. In that moment, Eve, the last of the Seraphyn, stood as a beacon against the gathering storm, her choice echoing through the supernatural realm. The fate of Elysia hung in the balance, and Eve's decision would shape the destiny of a world on the brink of chaos.

There was a woman in the void. She was clothed in gold so bright, it was as though she wore the sun and on her head, there sat a crown of rubies. She was pregnant and she ran and she cried. She cried for herself. She cried for her child. She cried for the world. She was in agony, not just because she was about to deliver, but for her heart she was leaving behind. She looked back and she saw she was still being chased. She knew she could not outrun them but she kept running. Should they catch her, it would be the end of her and her child. She raised a hand and the darkness cleaved, showing the light of another world. She jumped through, hoping the darkness would not follow. It did. She cried out, begging whoever could hear to come to her aid, even when she knew no one was listening. She looked back again and she saw them running with her as well. The four of them. There was no surviving them and she knew this, but she was determined to give birth to her child and save it. Her kind knew not what love was but she felt it for the child within her. She would not let it die. She raised her hand again and the light cleaved to bring forth the gray. She jumped in again and they followed. She fought them. Their beautiful dark voices in her head, in her thoughts, telling her to come back. Telling her to stop fighting and that she deserved to die as well as her spawn. From world to world, she jumped, searching for safety. Still they followed, inching closer with each jump. When her feet could carry her no more, she flew with the wind. She looked back and saw their wings too. She cried out again as Death sent a flood of darkness her way. It swept, the worlds, devoring everything that had life, leaving nothing but ash behind. It followed her, faster than they could and soon, it was nigh upon her. She could not fly high enough or fast enough. With her last shred of strength and hope she screamed out in her language for help from the universe and the universe answered. A door appeared. A white door with white etchings on it. Runes like nothing she had seen before decorated it and it opened before she could touch it. Through the door, she saw green and she saw the blue of the sky and she saw that it was Earth, yet it was different. She saw beautiful monsters moving with speed on four wheels and she saw one of them in the sky. She remembered she had seen it before and she laughed. A different time. She looked back and her eyes locked with Death’s absurdly beautiful silver and dark eyes and she laughed for she knew she would live. And she jumped....but she could've sworn she saw something else. Someone else in his stead.

"Kill her!" cried Zeir, sputtering. The Earth Fae were content to observe with interest. Oren and Elowen exchanged glances before advancing. "Remember who you are." Without pausing, Esmerelda sank the hilt of the iron dagger into her chest and sank to her knees. The restraints were loosening, as shown by Dianthe's deafening shriek. I'm sorry, she thought, looking into her infant girls' wide-eyed silver eyes. "Until we meet again." The renowned Esmerelda, Princess of Caeruleum and mother of the first Fae mate, slumped to the scorched soil as Oren and Elowen watched with sick curiosity. Dead.

To secure a treaty and bring peace, the Fairy Council demands a marriage between a hidden fairy princess and the vampire prince. Fairy Willow is displeased with the situation, but vampire Prince Lazarus is compassionate and quickly wins her over. The two quickly fall in love as he lavishes her with kindness, but their union is not without its opponents. Her joy is slowly fading away, but Prince Lazarus is prepared to safeguard his new bride and her family. Prince Lazarus is everything Fairy WIllow needs, even if she does not know it yet. Will Fairy Willow fall for Prince Lazarus and secure the treaty?