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Enemies and friends alike have tried to burn our love to cinders, but through the smoke and ash, the Flame King and I have always found our way back to one another. When Zabriel places a crown upon my head, his blood and his scent sing of his love for me. All of Maledin celebrates my coronation with the most spectacular Dragon Games the country has ever seen. But the celebrations are laced with calamity as riders from the wild flare demand to participate, and evil finds its way within the sturdy castle walls.

Being faced with an uncertain future is nothing new for Ari, not when you lived each day under the control of a demonic cult. But now Ari lives with a new enemy and one she can no longer run from...her past. But soon she will discover that even her past can cling to their future and hold it captive in the form of a curse. So, with a murderer lurking in the shadows of their past and an Angel on the hunt, a killer is not the only thing out there for Vincent to find.

I was the Flame King's reluctant mate, a bride he snatched from another man's funeral pyre. Zabriel was chosen for me by fate, and I fought my craving for him every step of the way. At seven feet tall and riding the biggest, meanest dragon in the flare, Zabriel is an Alpha who can take whatever he wants and burn those who stand in his way. Yet he healed my wounded heart with coaxing words and fiery kisses until I craved no one but him.

A competition for the fae prince to find his "one true love," hosted at a glamorous faerie palace and televised for the entire human world to watch. Honestly? It's ridiculous. I have zero interest in it. I may fit the "rags" part of the Cinderella mold—an ex-foster kid who literally came from nothing—but the heir to this faerie throne is no Prince Charming. From what I've heard, he's an arrogant a-hole just like the rest of the fae who stepped into our world a few years back and decided they were better than us.

I was a dead king's sacrificial bride, until his murderer claimed me as his. Zabriel invaded my country of Maledin on the back of a monstrous, fire-breathing dragon and took me prisoner. The lethal Zabriel towers over me in steel plate armor, and he could easily crush the life out of me-but the Flame King isn't interested in harming me. Instead, he destroys everyone who has hurt me in a storm of fire and vengeance.

Twenty-year-old Ainsley No-Name is nothing. She’s less than nothing. Just another faceless orphan stealing to feed her foster brothers and sisters. When three men snatch her off the street and drag her into the woods, she knows it’s the end. Until she came. Scales the color of flame and brimstone, a dragon drops out of the sky and saves her. With that, the sacred bond between rider and dragon is formed……and her execution is set in stone.

I swore I would never return to this palace. Never kneel before my father again. But I have been dragged back into his gilded cage, trapped beneath his rule, and bound to a fate I had tried to escape. My body is his to break, my magic his to wield. And no matter how many nights I dream of Dacre storming these halls, of his hands, pulling me from the darkness—dreams are nothing against the greed of a king. Even if my mate comes for me, even if I am freed from my father's grip, I'm not sure there will be anything left of me to save. The kingdom is dying.

Beth Wickers, with yet another Tudor time-slip behind her, returns to university to continue with her PhD in history. However, she has a lot to deal with besides studying, and these issues are directly connected with her last Tudor experience. Though she appreciates her family and friends, and space to heal, she can’t deny that a significant part of her life is missing. Knowing how little time there is before fate catches up with those she loves, she’s compelled to return to Tudor life to make the most of what might remain for her to experience with Queen Anne, and George Boleyn.

Verena was the lost princess of Marmoris, the very thing we had spent our entire lives looking for, and I had let her go. The lingering taste of her mixed with the deep ache in my chest over her betrayal haunted my days and nights. I knew she was hiding something, but her secrets were far more treacherous than I could have imagined. Though I wished my own betrayal hadn't been so bitter on my tongue. Now, my dreams are haunted by the way her deep blue eyes looked up at me in shock when I revealed I knew her truth.

Fiona Clayburn is one lucky girl. Not only does she have a job she loves, working with fine art at Gallery Roche, but she's also managed to catch the eye of one of the most desired bachelors around—Giles, son of the Earl of Bancroft—and they're madly in love. Well, that's what everyone thinks, anyway. Little do they know it's all but a ruse to help the pair achieve their individual dreams and goals. After all, Fiona couldn't have possibly melted the Icy Scion's heart...right?

Wem kannst du vertrauen, wenn der größte Verräter dein eigenes Herz ist? Violet muss entscheiden, ob sie ans tödliche Basgiath War College zurückkehren will... und inwieweit sie Xaden vertrauen kann. Während des ersten Jahres am Basgiath War College haben alle geglaubt, Violet Sorrengail würde sterben – Violet eingeschlossen. Doch sie hat überlebt. Jetzt, da das richtige Training beginnt, muss sich Violet fragen, wie sie das überstehen soll.

The King of Darkness is dead. It’s time for a new one to rise.... London Crow isn’t who I thought she was. She’s worse. My hate for her knows no bounds. My need for her has no end. But it’s my inability to have her that might just end us all, as the fates refuse to be ignored. Now, there’s a darkness sweeping the streets of Rathe, threatening to destroy the Kingdom we know and love, and it’s all because of her. The mate I can’t have. The bond I can’t let go.

It's a frosty fairytale of an evening when Helene and Sebastien meet for the first time. Except it isn't the first time. You already know that story, though it didn't happen quite as Shakespeare told it. To Helene, Sebastien is the flesh-and-blood hero of the love stories she's spent her life writing. But Sebastien knows better - Helene is his Juliet, and their story has always been the same. He is doomed to find brief happiness with her over and over, before she dies, and he is left to mourn.

The king is dead. He was the one person who could’ve protected my fated mate, the true heir to the throne. As a result, Thorn and I are being hunted as we scramble to find a way to survive this war. Even with our allies, our numbers are small—not great enough to fight the prince who is desperate to claim the crown.

Violets Traum, Gelehrte am renommierten Basgiath War College zu werden, zerplatzt jäh, als sie als Tochter der Kommandantin am Auswahlverfahren der Drachenreiterakademie teilnehmen muss. 100 Drachen sind auf der Suche nach neuen Reitern, 300 Bewerber stehen bereit. Das erste Lehrjahr wird nicht einmal die Hälfte von ihnen überleben. Violet wird dem Geschwader des mysteriösen Xaden zugeteilt, Sohn eines hingerichteten Staatsfeindes. Und doch – zwischen Xaden und Violet entwickeln sich zunächst widerwilliger Respekt und schließlich eine ungewollte Partnerschaft.

A collection of gripping prequels unveiling the raw passion, peril, and enigmatic world of vampires, lycans in the Dark Reunion series. These tales set the stage for Danielle and Camden's darkly entwined destinies. Discover the untold tales of their friends, family, and some of their enemies before their paths converged—a tale teetering on the brink of destruction.

"You will go to Rathe University, live among the giftless and those of light magic. You, Knight Deveraux, will learn to coexist." I've never heard more wasted words in my life. Then again, the gifted counsel never did have much to say that wasn't. The only members amongst them who speak a thing worth listening to are my parents, the king and queen of the Stygians, the people of Dark magic. Unfortunately for me and my brothers, they've chosen to play nice instead of sinking their talons into anyone who dares demand a thing from their heirs. In this instance at least.

Dominick Vicario, mafia don and leader of the Fallen, was right about me. But he was also wrong. I do carry the trace of an angel. But not for the reason he thinks. When the truth about me is revealed, it isn’t the demons who are after us this time. It’s the archangels. And they’ll stop at nothing to eliminate the evidence of their own darkness—me. With a host of vengeful angels chasing us, Dominick makes a pact with the Prince of Demons. A pact that leads us straight into the demon prince's Parisian lair--a place so decadent and demonic that we may never escape. Or want to.

Beth Wickers, back home and with the time-slip behind her, is busy preparing for her PhD. However, once again, she’s forced to return to Tudor England to rectify the history, but also to reconnect with the secret love of her life, George Boleyn. Things don’t go to plan, though, and she finds herself time-slipping to the Tower of London in 1536, where she witnesses an execution that sends her slipping back three years with an overwhelming dilemma.

Demigod Dagan Krayl hungers for the impossible—resurrecting his murdered brother, a quest that defies the rules of the Underworld and threatens to unleash a world-ending war. Blood drinker Roxy Tam is hell-bent on stopping him, willing to risk it all for humanity's survival. When they are forced into an uneasy alliance, loyalties are pushed to the brink, and a forbidden desire ignites, poised to reshape the destiny of gods and mortals alike.