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I might technically be a fae princess, but my story is no fairytale. Being told that I'm not exactly human wasn't easy to accept. Neither was spending the last year training for what was to come on my 19th birthday, but I did it anyway. Feeling certain I'm ready for my new life, I soon realize nothing could have prepared me for the reality of it. Turns out I'm the first descendant in decades to be born from two royal fae lines, but being special isn't always a good thing. All that training I did? Not so helpful when I find out a dark fae is looking to settle an old score.

Going to college didn’t mean I escaped the watchful eye of my parents. They say the cameras outside my home are for my protection, but I knew better. When I manage to escape to a party without being seen, I find myself staring right into the wicked golden eyes of Rafe Crimson. I know immediately that he's bad news, that I should walk, no, run away…Yet, I don’t. Instead, I find a way to see him again. Only our second meeting is nothing like our first. There’s something animalistic about Rafe this time and before I can stop what’s happening, he turns me into a werewolf.

There is a curse on his blood, an ailment that, if revealed, could destroy his kingdom. The only one who can help him is me, a human with average healing abilities. It's what the Envoy told him, and her word is law. I'm his only hope. He sends his blue-blooded friends to kidnap me so I can join their quest to Mount Ruin, the only place where I can heal him. The path is terrifying, and the prince is lying, hiding things from me. To make matters worse, he isn't always nice. A Fae prince isn't supposed to lust for a human, especially when she's his prisoner.

New secrets and shocking revelations have brought me and my guys closer together. We must work as a team to bring down the Paragons of Prosperity once and for all. But with one of my men presumed dead, another being actively recruited by the cult in question, and the other three chasing lead after lead, I fear we may be in way over our heads. The Divine One will stop at nothing to get what he wants. And I fear that what he wants is… me.

When my father, the King of Neverra, forced my hand into the Cauldron to cement a political alliance with the Farrows, I thought my night couldn’t get any worse. But lo and behold, it did. On top of being engaged to Remo Farrow, the rudest fae in my kingdom, I now have to repay a bargain I struck to get out of trouble. A bargain that sends me hurtling into a world of trouble. A world I didn’t even know existed, unwelcoming and wicked, and forever changing; a world where my powers—all of them—fail me.

Fighting is what saved me. It shed the old me, and I became a newer shinier version of myself. Until it took away everything I loved. I gave up and tapped out. Then one day, she came back into my life and reminded me that some things are worth fighting for. Now, I'm fighting for us, day by day, proving to her that our happily ever after is worth fighting for.

Staying away from my lakeside hometown was the plan, but Mom died suddenly. Dad said she suffered a stroke after she dug up one of the ancient Native American graves in our backyard. Creepy, I know. Creepier still, there was no corpse inside the old coffin, only fresh rose petals. As we made preparations for her burial, unnervingly odd and beautiful newcomers poured into my small town. A coroner with emerald eyes and black hair, much too young for the job. An arrogant blond socialite, who lived to get under my skin. And a tattooed Native man, who wasn’t supposed to be alive.

My name is the only truth they didn't take from me. Betrayed by my family, my desperate need for answers puts me back on his radar. The one person who was never supposed to find me. Again. I was unprepared for the world I got thrust into—the connection we shared. The deeper I dug, the more unstable my future became. With Rhys as my anchor, I will fight to bring my past out of the dark.

It’s my senior year at the Asylum. After this, it’s either college or padded walls for life. They say fake it until you make it, and I’ve gotten really good at faking it. Well, I was really good, until she came along. A blonde transfer student with a sharp tongue and a superiority complex makes me want to see her insides. They call me a sociopath, a maniac, unbalanced. But here, I am king. Repent your sins and beg forgiveness, baby girl.

Chryseum Reformatory Academy aka the Asylum. This is where the rich send their screwed-up sons and daughters, delivering them to a prison in the Catskills of New York. The Asylum doesn’t cure. It camouflages, protecting old money from apples rotting on the family tree. They call me a psychopath, a lunatic, unhinged. But here, I am god. Now, say your prayers at the door, pet, because this is my senior year, my school, my world.

I never thought I’d long for the days of pacing the living room of our tiny single-wide trailer, waiting for Mom to get home from her shift serving drinks at The Silver Fox. Or my boring night shifts at the convenience store. Even dodging my skeezy ex-boyfriend’s bumbling attempts to seduce me. To say my life wasn’t great was an understatement. But at least it was mine. Or it was until Mom came home and announced she was getting married. That was the day my life became unrecognizable.

Ten days ago, Jacob Knight waltzed back into my life and screwed it all up. Still, I helped him track the heir of a powerful werewolf family, and that was a win, but now I don’t know which way is up. My reality has shifted, pun intended. I’m not who I thought I was, and the changes are more than I can handle. As if that wasn’t enough, a new drug is ravaging my city, including the customers at my mate tracking agency. What gives? So as I try to come to terms with my new identity and I hide my new secret from the man I love, the world around me bursts into chaos.

Charismatic. Devious. Secretive. Emerson Durand is the ringmaster for the illustrious Cirque des Miroirs. In each city, he finds a new woman to command for the night. Until he finds the one woman who doesn't bow to his demands. Luna Rider soars through the air as an aerial acrobat. She's determined to prove herself at the new circus, but she doesn't count on the ringmaster's determination. Or the secrets that hover under the striped tent.

My sister is gone, and no one seems to really give a sh*t about that but me. Everyone's made things about them, her memory only that, and I'm left to sort through all my own pieces. I'm alone in all this, and the dangerous boy with the green eyes ultimately leaves me too. I didn't know him like I thought I did.

They call them the Court, an elite boys club who rule Windsor Preparatory Academy like gods among men. And, of course, they're led by Hercules himself. Royal Prinze - yes, that's actually his name - walks around both the school and the town like he owns them. His affiliation to the prestigious Court only gives him more clout. These boys do anything they want. They take anything they want, and they f--k anything they want...in that order. Then there's me.

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Bullied, befriended, and betrayed, my life has been an emotional roller coaster since moving into the Kincaid Mansion and enrolling at Everly Prep. After everything they did to me, and all I went through to prove myself innocent, they received a slap on the wrist and a stern talking to - their punishment wasn’t nearly enough. So I had to take matters into my own hands. I had a plan and a few select friends I trusted to help me pull it off. Together, we were going to turn this school upside down.

The body count is rising in Maywood Heights, and Royal seems determined to add to that number. He wants to take out those who hurt Paige - and I'm determined to stand by him, Knight, Jax, and LJ, to do what needs to be done. My sister will get justice in this town. She deserves it....I just hope the ultimate price in the end isn't our souls.

The Rogues were back in my life in private, but I had to endure the public spectacle of those intolerable Roguettes reclaiming their social positions…and my boys. Even though I knew it was a ruse, anger coursed through me every time the queen bee touched my man. Not fearing any consequences, Charlotte and her cronies pushed me past my breaking point. I gave them a beating they won’t soon forget, but my satisfaction was short-lived. Jail had a way of sucking the pleasure right out of you. But not the determination.

Ramses' plan is dark. It can get darker, but not only am I here for it, I'm so ready. It's time to bring some justice in this town. It's time to open some f--king doors and be a voice for someone who didn't have one. My sister, Paige, didn't get to tell her story. What happened to her was covered up, and I'm going to prove that.