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Continued to do list for the post apocalypse: 4. Fall in love with the girl ordered to kill you. 5. Cash out the absolute FORTUNE you're holding so tightly that even the wrong thought could cause you to explode. 6. Keep a VERY low profile and do NOT piss off the cutthroat goblin bankers who secretly rule Freetown. 7. Especially don't piss off all your enemies with a COMPETING BANK! 8. Ignore your own advice and see what happens before unlocking perilous secrets that could reshape an entire world!

My future is a big "what if" at the moment and I'm fine with that. For the most part. When Thayer Holmes moves in next door, the grumpy landscaper both fascinates and amuses me. When he asks me to nanny his kid, it's a great way to make some extra money. It's impossible not to fall in love with Thayer and his adorable son. There's a big problem though. I'm eighteen. He's thirty-one. Falling for someone almost fifteen years older than me wasn't part of my plans, but sometimes things happen when you least expect them.

He came into my life as my savior. All blood-soaked hands and deep blue eyes. But then he became so much more...he became my stalker. And now? Now he wants to put a ring on my finger and call me his wife. How could I possibly refuse when he’s offering me my one chance at redemption? Some loves are worth sacrificing everything for. Even when they turn deadly.

I work in the darkness that is Black Creek. If there’s a secret to uncover, a package to deliver, or a story to be told, I’m your girl. I'll do whatever it takes to provide for my little brother. Once upon a time, the Feral Beasts ruled Black Creek with an iron fist, but they’re long gone now. The Antonelli family stepped in, only caring about their family and their money. I’ve heard the whispers: the Reaper Rejects are growing and they want control of Black Creek. But this town isn’t big enough for both of them.

I wasn't the type of girl who believed in fairytales, much less tales about faeries, but that changed the day the fae walked into my life. 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.

Eric was as shocked as everyone else when the apocalypse struck, but unlike his mother's movie, there were no chosen heroes destined to fight the beast hordes now overrunning the planet. Just people trying desperately to survive. Yet there was a glimmer of hope that humanity could hold on to. A chosen few really could level up in this brave new world, and embrace magic, adventure, and the potential for limitless power!

My people are dying. Our god has abandoned us, leaving us starving and weak. In a desperate attempt to save those I love, I offer up the ultimate sacrifice to our neglectful god. Myself. He accepts my offering, and I forfeit my life. But when I arrive in the afterworld, a rival god who despises mine binds my soul to three beautiful, terrifying men - powerful beings he calls his messengers.

I’m a headline in the town of Maywood Heights and known by a name I’ve never heard. They tell me I was taken, stolen, but none of this makes sense. I’m not who they say I am. I’m not a…twin, but even those close to me seem to believe the rumors swarming around me.

Being entered into the Rising Queen Trial is equivalent to death. If I win, I’ll marry my enemy. If I lose, I’ll marry another fae of the king’s choosing. Either way, my freedom is lost unless I find a way to escape. Intent on fleeing, I train my new affinities and learn what’s needed to survive while pretending to vie for the throne. With my sister at my side, I know we’ll find a way to prevent my enslavement to the Court of Winter.

I thought that the death of the man who tortured me, broke me, and then hunted me to the ends of the Earth would be the end of our fight; but it’s only the beginning. After thousands of years of being apart, our god bonds are reunited once again; and they’re not ready to go down without a fight.

There are several things I've always known growing up as the alpha's daughter. The most important ones being: My twin brother Cord was the perfect choice as successor to our father. Mostly because I wanted nothing to do with being an alpha-in-training. I had the best friends a girl could ever ask for: Cord and Augie.

After the death of my mother and her Bonded, I was relieved to find my own Bonds. I was sure everything would be okay if I had them. It wasn’t. The fate of our people is in my hands, and I know we’re better off if I’m alone. After five years on the run, I’m caught and dragged back to face the men I ran away from. I thought I was doing the right thing. Now, I’m not so sure.

With my gift coursing through my veins, the tables have turned on the Draven Campus. I’m no longer the Giftless reject, no longer the girl who’s fair game to the other students for daring to run away from my Bonds. But there are bigger problems heading my way. With destiny pushing me closer and closer to each of my Bonds, I’m fighting tooth and nail against nature to keep my distance. But they’re fighting harder to keep me in their grasp. Can I finally take control of my gift, or will it take control of me?

Nothing will ever be the same again. Our bonded group has been torn apart, and the monsters are now the prey.

All my life Id been nothing more than the alphas daughter. After twenty-two years of that existence, I finally leave my pack, intent to figure out who I am. Except a week into my newfound freedom, I discover that dragon shifters exist. Not only that, but the first one I stumble upon turns out to be my mate. One I don't want and never asked for. Its not like Cillian is bad on the eyes or that I'm repulsed by his grumpy demeanor. In fact, everything about him is rather appealing. He just wasn't part of the plan.

Of course, magic is real. Everybody knows that. Whatever. In my world magic sounds like major BS. But, when I’m accused of stealing and they’re about to arrest me, the item I took disappears from my hand as if by magic. WTF? Just like that, the Supernatural Academy swoops in and recruits me. But I don’t belong there, and everyone else agrees, including, Rowan Underwood, this rich and annoyingly handsome warlock who has it in for me. He’s investigating the theft of magical artifacts, and he thinks I’m involved.

I should have won the Rising Queen Trial. The crown that was destined to be placed upon my head now rests atop the vindictive witch who sought to steal my throne. Left with no choice, I flee from the Solis continent even though my heart is shattering at leaving my love behind. But I can’t return to Solisarium until I’ve reclaimed my affinities and am able to fight with the crown prince at my side.

The time has come to return to the Solis continent. With my mate at my side, my magic strong and fully born, Norivun and I venture back to the capital to fix all of the wrongs that have not yet been made right. But victory won’t come easily. Choices must be made. Lives will be lost. And in the end, only the true royals will rise.

After three years on the run, I’m back in a Resistance camp, chained to a chair as the resident monster. Everything I ran from, all of the villains of my past, they’re all here to take another bite out of me. But this time, I’m not alone. With my Bonds desperately trying to reach me and new friendships I never expected, I start to believe that I won't become the weapon they want me to be. Maybe I’ll be a monster of my own creation. When loyalties are questioned and Bonds are tested, everything I thought I knew gets turned upside down. Who are my friends, and who are my enemies?

Being a defective marks me in the eyes of the Solis Fae. Wingless. Magicless. Weak. To my kind, I’m nothing—not when strength is needed to survive the perpetual snow and ice that shrouds our northern continent in endless winter. But I’ve persevered, living a meaningful yet simple life with my sister...until the hated Crown Prince of the Winter Court thunders into our village. Prince Norivun’s massive black wings and potent magic cloud my senses and steal my breath. He’s beautiful yet brutal, so when he whisks me away and locks me in his castle I’m certain my death is tomorrow’s promise.