Welcome to Darkblood - oops, I mean Darkhen Academy. There are three rules to survive the elite supernatural school: Do not talk or even look at The Seven, the uber-powerful supes that rule the academy. Never go into the Fae forest on a full moon...or else. And most definitely do not fall for one of the extremely hot and unattainable instructors. Too bad I’ve never really been a rule follower...If word gets out that humans are no longer safe from the supes, our worlds will once again be closed off. It’s up to us to stop that from happening.

Vampires killed my parents—now I won’t stop until I get my revenge. Three years training to kill wayward vampires, and it’s finally graduation day. I’ll be leading an elite team, assembled by the royal vampire queen herself. Everything is going according to plan until I meet him. Ransom is charming, witty, and sexy, but he’s also the worst thing—a vampire. Our connection is undeniable, but I refuse to succumb. But there are rebel vampires after the queen’s throne. The only way to ensure our safety and get my revenge is to team up. If I don’t kill him first.

The god of death is coming for me. He watches me through the eyes of a violent wolf—one who believes I’m his fated mate. He’s cruel and vicious…to everyone other than me.

Fate has a wicked sense of humor. When I was 16, I met the love of my life in magic school. He'd appear exactly once a year at the annual masquerade ball, then vanish... Fast forward to the present: To the night I’m attacked and my hidden wolf emerges. As it turns out, I’m a freakin’ hairy, tail-wagging, shape-shifting werewolf so instead of returning to the human world after graduating, I’m dragged to Moon Valley to control my inner beast. Only problem is, I’m not just a wolf. And someone wants me dead because of it. When I meet the alpha heir, sparks fly.

Fae fated mates? Really? When my twin and I started this competition, we had no idea what we were getting into. Not only did we both end up falling for the prince, but we also discovered we might be more than Fae phonies after all. Now that Drake knows the real identity of our father, will he be able to forgive us so we can discover the truth of our heritage? Doubtful. And even if he does, will the king’s council ever let Drake choose his own wife? Doubly doubtful.

If we can survive eight weeks on Royally Hitched, we’ll earn our freedom and a one-way ticket home to the human world. All we have to do is play nice with the mean girls, and stuck up ice prince. Oh, did I mention we shouldn’t even be here since we’re not actually Fae? Well, no one knows that - yet. As girls are eliminated and the competition heats up, things take a lethal turn. Someone wants the prince dead, and we all become targets. When he’s almost killed, unexpected feelings come over me. Panic. Pain. Sadness.

As the adopted and weakest member of my pack, I’ve always been an outcast and mistreated, especially since I've never been able to shift into my animal form. Every time I try to find a way to escape my personal hell, my pack leader stops me, vowing that I'll never be free from him.

What’s a half-wolf girl to do when her fated mate rejects her? Apparently, go on a supernatural reality dating show. Twelve hunky bachelors are vying for my attention and my heart. Including my ex’s twin brother.... It’s the perfect recipe for revenge. But my desire to get back at those who hurt me is a lot harder with all the drama the other suitors bring. And when I start developing real feelings for the man who should be my enemy. Nothing feels better than getting sweet revenge.... Until you fall in love with your target.

The moment that knight dragged me through The Veil into the realm of Terrea everything changed. This world is nothing like home, it’s like I’ve stepped into a fantasy and traveled back in time. The person I was and the life I lived are gone. Lost. That Veil is not reopening. I’m stuck here…Forever.

I was supposed to seduce the dragon king, but before I could, he claimed me as his. Now I’m chained to him, trapped in an ancient mating process I neither want nor understand.