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His obsession for me is deadly, and I’m falling prey to his pleasure. There’s never been any security in my life. After being dumped on indifferent relatives as a child, it hurt when I realized that no one was ever going to protect me.

What does it matter if I'm a bit reserved? So what if I'm a touch socially awkward? If I don't break free from my shell now, I'll be sentenced to a dull, monotonous existence, where nothing exciting ever happens to me. Maybe it's not the smartest decision to move into a house with a group of strangers I found on the internet, but can you blame me for wanting a change? And there's no better way to branch out than to throw myself into a situation that causes me intense discomfort. That's what I'm telling myself anyway…

After surviving the brutal war camp and unraveling the cruel truths at the heart of Demon society, Assyria emerges not just as Rokath’s mate—but as a spark lit beneath centuries of carefully shaped stories. Assyria, the Imposter. A symbol of change. A symbol of hope. Veiled priestesses now bear swords. Forgotten daughters now wield power. And the army that once scorned Assyria must learn to kneel for her.

In the midst of war, love might be the deadliest weapon of all. For ten long years, Angels and Demons have waged a brutal war, with one man standing between the Demons and total annihilation: Rokath, the cruel and merciless general feared for his power to raise the dead. A prophecy whispers of a woman with eyes of devious burgundy who will shift the balance of power, but Rokath has plans of his own. After a deadly plague wipes out millions of Demons across the realm, Rokath issues an unforgiving command—every family must send one male to the front or face being put to the sword.

Why does this keep happening to me? Kidnapped again by the Iron Fae, I must survive long enough to get back to my friends in the Night Realm. But when undeniable truth starts spilling from Ruslan’s lips, I’m left questioning everything. The web of lies and deceit thickens, and I’m at the center of a prophecy that started it all.

For the first time, Frankie has found her carefully crafted life veering way off course. Career-driven, ambitious, motivated—these were the pillars she had built her entire identity around. Now, fresh off a layoff, she’s struggling to figure out what’s next for her. Then, on a chance encounter one evening, she meets Oliver. He’s charming and attractive, but as soon as he opens his mouth, Frankie realizes the two could not be more different. He’s an impulsive daredevil, a true free spirit—not her type in the slightest.

Years in chains have taught Princess Izidora one harsh truth: trust no one. When she is finally freed on her twenty-first birthday, Izidora finds herself in an unfamiliar world brimming with danger and intrigue. Surrounded by the warriors who rescued her, the lost princess remains guarded as they journey toward Vaenor, the heart of the vicious Night Realm. Yet, her resolve is tested by High Lord Kazimir Vaszoly, the formidable leader of the Nighthounds. He seems to orbit her like she’s his sun, ever-present and unyielding, especially when her traumatic past threatens to consume her.

When Izidora awakens to find six months have passed, her sole focus turns to revenge against Kazimir. Driven by a burning desire for retribution, she plunges into the depths of her magic, discovering that where light once existed, darkness now reigns. This new, intoxicating power draws her in as she and Ruslan immerse themselves in her training. With Ruslan’s encouragement to embrace her darkness, Izidora sheds the remnants of her identity as a victim who was chained in a cave and steps into being the insidious bloom ready to dig her sharp thorns into the Night Fae.

Mischief night meets magic… I never realized just how trapped I felt under the water until my sister married the wolf pack alpha last year. Suddenly, a life on land was actually possible. I love the ocean and my family, and I’m super protective of them… I just feel like I’m living life for the first time. There's so much more to the world than my father’s palace beneath the coral and I intend to see it all. But I refuse to do this Reese’s way. I don’t need the marriage loophole to control my shifting. I’m a siren and proud of it. So I’ll make my adventures include shifting. How?

If you’ve got it, haunt it…

* ** ** THIS SYNOPSIS CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR CHAINED AND LIGHT. IF YOU HAVE NOT READ CHAINED OR LIGHT, START WITH CHAINED. ** ** ** *After a lifetime in chains, Izidora longs to have the freedom to choose her own fate. But as a long-forgotten prophecy resurfaces, she begins to doubt whether she ever wanted a choice at all. The prophecy offers her a stark directive: follow the light or descend into dark. Yet both males appear as shades of gray. Ruslan is protective, complex, and would kill anyone who dared hurt her. Kazimir is obsessive, relentless and would burn the world down to get to her.

It was Halloween, my favorite time of the year. I had my dream job as a tattoo artist, a loyal best friend, and an ex who happily tended to my needs without complicating our arrangement with feelings. Everything was going great until Devil’s Night when the masked man watched me from the shadows like a predator stalking his next meal, and that’s what I was: his prey. Like any natural-born predator, he was bloodthirsty, staking his claim to me before I could see the face behind his mask. He wasn’t afraid to kill for a bite of what he craved.

I do what I have to so I can to survive. There's no instruction manual that comes with being a foster kid, only a will to live and succeed. And after all I've done to survive, it's all gone in the blink of an eye when I get framed and sentenced to five years in prison. My only ticket out is through the pen pal program. At first, the girl writing me is only a means to an end...my freedom. Except somewhere along the line, she becomes my sweet little bird. Without her, I’ll be condemned to more time in prison. With her, I get the chance to fly.

She was just a kid when she found me lying injured beside the road and saved my life. I promised her I'd return if she ever needed me. Twelve years later, I answer the phone and hear her voice: a biker gang's about to sell her to the highest bidder. Like hell they are! I tear the place apart and we roar off on my Harley...but the kid I remember has grown up into a woman I can't resist, with long red hair and curves that don't quit. And now she thinks I'm a goddamn hero.

Ronan Crawford understands what it’s like to feel broken. As a retired Navy SEAL, he still suffers from the after-effects of war. Forming new friendships and working security at Phoenix, the secret sex club in the heart of New York City, has given him a purpose. He likes protecting people again. So when Nessa asks him to teach her self-defense techniques, he’s concerned, but up for the challenge. He can tell Nessa is suffering and he’s prepared to be her safe haven. What he’s unprepared for is how Nessa makes him feel like he’s coming back to life.

A moonlit pumpkin patch deep in the forest, where jack-o'-lanterns glow, and fog clouds my vision. It's exactly the kind of place I've always dreamed of being hunted, chased by a masked man until I have nothing left to give. Tonight, my fantasy is my reality. As I run barefoot through the maze of orange lanterns, my heart pounding with terror, I realize my pursuer isn't just playing a game—he's staking a claim. Every step deeper into the patch brings me closer to surrender, further from any desire to escape.

The perfect job is only two weeks away. Two. Short. Weeks. All I have to do is survive the trial period for this new position and the future I’ve always wanted will be my reality. Once it’s mine, I’ll travel the world helping my fellow supernaturals blend into the human world and craft the lives they dreamed of. And in turn…maybe I’ll find myself. Life as a fae failure wasn’t how I pictured my immortality, with wings that don’t work I barely keep up with my own kind. I just never felt like myself around anyone my own age.

The job should be easy… but Amanda has so many outfits. It’s a sea of satin and silk and lace. And the women on Marketplace want photos… photos of the clothes on a girl. And unfortunately, Alex doesn’t have any female friends to help him out.

Sleep is a curse that refuses to release me from its tight grasp. Every night, I am held hostage by sleep paralysis, unable to escape the demon that haunts my dreams. I thought it was just a figment of my imagination, a shadowy figure under my bed. But as I confront it, I realize it is much more than that. It’s real—he is real.

All it took was one sizzling encounter with my brother’s best friend to get me pregnant. A one-night stand that scorches the sheets—moments I can't erase.