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I am Freyja, the First Witch. I was born with a cruel curse: anyone I touch with my bare skin will die an agonizing death. That is, until a formidable, drop-dead gorgeous Dragonian prince invades my forest home. The prince's lust burns hot and bright for me, yet he resists, wanting his destined witch more. The oracle promises the witch will be his true queen and bring him the greatest kingdom on Earth.

My name is Freyja. I will soon cease to exist unless I acquire a cure for my curse from the fey in the twilight realm. The fey empress will kill me if she learns I'm an abomination - a Nephilim. And I'm not just the spawn of any angel, but the monstrous angel king she beheaded. The smoking-hot, formidable Dragonian prince, my abductor, knows nothing about my curse or that I am his fated mate he is desperately searching for - the First Witch.

Secrets destroy relationships, and Loki and I have too many. They aren’t the only barrier between us. The Bride Trials has turned on me, and the blood contract demands I murder my fated mate. As I race to find the hellfire crown to prove I’m meant to be the queen of the underworld, the king turns to the dark side, at the risk of losing himself and his wolf to keep me alive. To win this treacherous game, we’ll have to throw all our cards on the table and bare our souls. And, even that might not be enough if we’re pawns, instead of becoming the masters of our own fates.

The Dawn Queen thinks she can steal my mates. I thought the bond between us would never break, but then she bewitches them into forgetting who I am and what I mean to them. At the queen's command, they hunt me like a wild beast. To survive, I must become more merciless than any of them, no matter how much my heart bleeds when I hurt them or how badly my body craves theirs. When even my forbidden magic can't bring them back, I have to make a terrible choice.

Cass Saélihn is the weapon, the hybrid born to kill the Olympian gods. Only the price is her own life. One dies so millions can live. So her mates will live. But Cass can't just abandon them, can she? She's just found them - a home she'd never imagined she could have. So when Death offers her a way out if she plays one of his sick games, she can't refuse. If she plays it right, she might just rise from ash and ember. And her loyal warrior-mates will be with her in life, or death. Even when she has to become the Darkness that devours the worlds. Even when she's lost to herself.

Cass Saélihn isn't some defenseless damsel sitting on her ass and waiting for her hot, alpha males to rescue her. She won't accept the fate of being in another cage. Even though the torque on her neck binds her, rendering her powerless. She won't allow Ares and Apollo to sever her mating bond to her beloved mates, no matter how they seduce, threaten, or torture her.

Loki and I are worlds apart. The Ice God, my brutal ex-mate, is rewriting my memory, my desire, and my very soul. When he’s done, I won’t be Tessa Morrigan. I hold no illusion that Loki will come for me. He doesn’t even know I’ve been torn from him, and he’s now with an imposter. I’m being replaced and forgotten. When all hope dies, a flame sparks to life within me. I’m doing everything in my power to hide my unborn son, but he’s more than eager to show me that he has enough magic to protect his mommy and tear apart the immortal enemy who has caged us.

I fall into the monster realm. Ryder captures me and makes me his personal prisoner. He doesn’t believe I’m a storm chaser but deems me the reincarnation of some femme fatale who seduced his entire team and murdered his BF. Unfortunately for me, I look just like her.

I do not care how hard it was for him to send me away, the woman he treasures most. I do not feel sorry that his heart bleeds for me every second of every day. He robbed me of my birthright and the power to carve my own destiny. I vow never to forgive him, even though he's finally come to bring me home, even as he fights alongside me with my other immortal lovers. Yet my body craves his every scorching touch and refuses to deny my destined mate.

I assume I live only for the next Wild Hunt. But all this time, I’ve been looking for her, waiting for her, craving her. I’m damaged, but I can’t let her go, not only because the gods’ curse will make me hunt her to the end of the universe. My dark soul craves her tender flesh and fierce passion. My beast and I won’t rest until I imprint her and make her truly ours.