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The king of wolves was more beast than man, more tyrant than king, and so much more than he seemed. Raised to avenge his murdered parents, he’d been trained and conditioned until nothing but violence and hatred lined the walls of his dead heart. For nearly four years, I’d done all I could to help my kingdom as we faced the wolf king’s unconquerable evil — hardly anything at all. As the only heir to the Gracewood line, I’d been relegated to menial

For twenty years, I was an unwanted changeling with no name, no family, and no answers. Until an irresistibly wicked faerie begins a seductive game of cat and mouse. I am his prey. His treasure. A perfect pet. He offers a trade: he will take me to the faerie realms to help me find the truth of who I am. In return, I must agree to marry him. But nothing is as it seems, and soon after arriving at his wintry manor, I begin to unravel a dangerous web of lies. Far deadlier still, I'm falling in love with a monster who has no heart.

Even if I could forgive Florian, love is not what I need. I need him to finish what he started and destroy his enemy - my father. But now that Molkan has been exposed as a monster, something far deadlier creeps across Folkyn. To stop it, Molkan must be overthrown, and the journey provides Florian ample opportunity to sink deeper than my scars.

As the half faerie daughter of a human king, my days were spent tucked out of sight—until the Seelie Fae sought an alliance with our kingdom. In exchange for my father’s help in defeating their Unseelie enemies, I would wed Atakan the heartless. The Seelie prince loathed everyone, but none more than me. Throughout the years leading to our nuptials, each encounter grew more terrifying than the last as he demonstrated how he’d earned his infamous reputation.

I’d known exactly who he was—the Unseelie prince. But I hadn’t known just what he was. I’d been fooled. The creature I’d formed a tentative friendship with in my family’s dungeon was not the gentle, intriguing prince I’d thought him to be. He was a monster. A bloodthirsty beast. And I’d helped him escape my uncle’s clutches. Such a betrayal called for severe consequences, and the price of releasing the biggest threat our kingdom had faced in hundreds of years was not one I would survive.

When I was young, I was told that my true love would be a faerie king. I didn’t heed the warning. I tumbled into love as soon as our eyes first met, unaware that he wasn’t what he seemed. My king wanted marriage, power, devotion, and a family. He had all but one, and as our kingdom stood upon the precipice of ruin, the weight of failure tore us apart. Though it was not the war but his betrayal that sent me running to a foreign land. And straight into the arms of a one-eyed warrior. The wolf was a weapon of heartless destruction, a rogue without a real name, and nothing I was allowed to want.

"Hüte dich vor den Feen … und vertraue ihnen niemals dein Herz an." Zwanzig Jahre lang war ich ein ungewollter Wechselbalg ohne Namen, ohne Familie und ohne Antworten. Bis eine unwiderstehlich böse Fee ein verführerisches Katz-und-Maus-Spiel beginnt. Ich bin seine Beute. Sein Schatz. Ein perfektes Haustier. Er bietet mir einen Deal an: Er wird mich ins Feenreich bringen, um mir zu helfen, herauszufinden, wer ich bin. Im Gegenzug muss ich zustimmen, ihn zu heiraten.

As princess of the Moon Kingdom, and daughter of the cruelest king our land had ever seen, I was well-versed in deceit and debauchery. The Sun Kingdom’s sly prince was no threat to me. Assuming that was a grave mistake. For the ever-present smirk, irritating charm, and adoring gleam in his eyes began to melt the ice encasing my heart.

Never has there been a fury like that of a mated male. Though my arranged marriage to the king resulted in heartache, the continent of Rosinthe continued to heal. It was my duty to ensure the stains my father left in his wake were wiped clean. If that meant remaining married to a male who’d betrayed me, then so be it. With peace flourishing and my lover, the lord of the east, at my side, the sticky web we’d found ourselves in became easier to navigate. Until a faerie king stole into my dreams, marring harmony with uncertainty.

I thought he'd always be mine, even when I was forced to say goodbye. We were never meant to let go, but it happened anyway. Two years later, we were exactly where we'd always planned to be. I'd kept my promise. He'd forgotten all about his. Not only had he moved on, but the person he'd moved on with was my best friend, leaving me to begin college with a broken heart. I guess this is the part where I'm supposed to tell you some other guy stepped in and repaired my shattered pieces. This isn't that kind of story. My heart might have been broken, but it refused to fall out of love.

Dashiell Thane wasn’t a nice guy. He was an abrasive, demanding, conniving, intolerable brat. Yet somehow, we’d been best friends our whole lives - until our senior year when I finally decided to dip my toes into the dating pool. All it took was one kiss for jealousy, lies, and betrayal to sweep in and propel us heart first into dizzying, hostile depths. You’re not supposed to kiss your best friend. You’re definitely not supposed to kiss your best friend while you’re dating someone else.

King Brey and Queen Ethel were once in love—until they became husband and wife. Now, the two live lazily in a palace too small for their bitter feelings and venomous words. But their reign of indulgence has been costly, and they must finally put their union to good use by replenishing the wards that protect vampirekind. To complete the deadly tasks awaiting them, they will need to cast their hatred aside and work together—or they could lose far more than a chance to salvage their bloodthirsty love.

Bookstore owner and recluse Smith never meant to hurt Alice all those years ago…he just panicked. But now she’s back and their lives are intertwined again. Maybe this time round things will be different? Maybe this time round they’ll both let their guard down.