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My sin was being born with my twin sister Savannah, causing my mother’s death, and “stealing” part of the gift the Goddess had given Savannah. Hated by my father, humiliated, hidden away in my own pack, I became someone with no name, no identity… just my twin’s double. Until the day an accident left her in a coma, and I was forced once again to take her place, only this time somewhere even more dangerous. My father sent me to HighMoon Academy, where the elite forces are trained, and I’m supposed to serve Lycan Prince Aurelius. That arrogant, rude, savage wolf. Savannah’s dream was to claw her way to the throne. Mine… is to find my freedom. This time, I’m not following my father’s plans. So I ensured my absence. I thought that would get me off the prince's radar. Until the night I end up pinned against the Academy’s cold walls, his dangerous wolfish eyes burning into me with anger, one hand on my chin and the other on my waist. “Do you really think pretending you don’t care is going to save you?” he growled against my lips, sending shivers of pleasure racing through my whole body. I wasn’t going to back down from him. We were both hiding dark secrets, playing a game so dangerous it could destroy us… or bind us together forever. “Because I’m not who you think I am, Lycan prince, and the real Savannah will be back soon.”

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.