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Did we need to hold a Halloween party? No, of course not. Was I going to anyway? You better freakin' believe it. I didn't even feel bad! We needed a break! Even if it was for a day, a healthy work-life balance was essential…even if it was holding a bloody Halloween party and the work was determining who was sucking the magic out of people like goddamn juice boxes.

Stay away from mages. It was a singular phrase my father had ingrained in me from the time of my birth. Sorry, Dad. I have a feeling that is going to be a problem. You have to understand… my life has been bland at best. Everything in my life, every single day, has been scripted, organized, and neat. Calm, cool, and collected. The problem? It wasn't real. I wasn't like the other witches in my father's coven. I had a chaotic storm growing inside of me, and the moment these mages stepped into the picture, it began to escape. The perfect image of my life was shattered.

I'd spent my entire life voiceless. Ignored. Put to the side. All because I couldn't communicate with the humans that I was forced to be around. All because I wasn't surrounded by my kind. My parents subjected me to the worst type of loneliness because of their history—their hatred.

My father is a serial killer. No big deal. I promise. Me? Upset? No. Never. In fact, it would be really easy to pretend that the man never existed in the first place… if it wasn't for the bodies. What bodies? Only about 200 of them. Like I said. No big deal. What is even worse? He has had a dual purpose for killing them, and it isn't just because he's a sadistic monster. No. It is far worse than that. And if all of this wasn't enough to deal with… I had eight men in my life. Yes. Eight.

When my parents passed, leaving my siblings and me completely alone in the world, I was broken—thrown down a path of reckless decisions. Seven years later, I was finally gaining solid ground. The bold attitude I'd held for most of my life had been shaken but not shattered. Except when it came to matters of the heart. As my mating heat approaches, I'm faced with the daunting task of finding a mate—of choosing one out of the four men that have stolen my heart.

Love? Loyalty? Protection? Just whispers of hope, I stopped listening to. The Cold Moon Pack made sure of it—breaking me piece by piece, stripping away every part of who I was. Until they crashed into my world. Uninvited. Unapologetic. Impossible to stop. Three dangerously possessive wolf shifters who I never expected to notice me at all. One with golden eyes who watches me like I already belong to him. One with a sharp tongue and a sunshine grin that hides a storm of violence. And one tattooed in shadows, whose darkness calls to something fractured—and burning—inside me.

My sadistic mother and god-fearing father believe I have the devil inside of me because I heal after their abuse. I accepted long ago I would die in the very place I'd been born without ever feeling the sun on my skin. Then, one day, my mother took me from my father's religious cult in the wake of his death. Nearly a week later, and after countless hours with her boyfriend Jed's creepy remarks, I find myself in Washington State. I had only ever interacted with my parents and now Jed, so you can imagine my surprise when I ran smack dab into possibly the most handsome man in the world.

Eight years ago, Linan Clanguard successfully staged the attack and slaughter of my family's clan. I will not let it happen again. The proof of his betrayal lies in my parents' imprisonment—because after all of these years, the truth has been revealed. My parents are alive, and I just have to find a way to free them. Unfortunately, my mates and I are struggling to locate my parents, let alone free them. But with the help of Rachel and her mates, as well as some witches from Carmina… we may just be able to pull it off before the clock ticks down to the start of senseless bloodshed.

The most powerful and dominant shifters at DIA are my mates. I finally shifted. I should feel relief and excitement, but instead, I'm faced with fear of the unknown. The hidden threat that defeated my parents is still out there, and the looming presence of it, posing a threat to my mates, is a constant thought in the back of my mind.

My life is irreversibly changed by coming to Silver Falls University. Although I don't truly realize just how much until we visit the Whitepaw pack. I wish I could say that the most upsetting part was reuniting with a pack that had no problem expressing their dislike of me. No, instead I find myself remembering something about my past that I'd completely forgotten.

I was dead. At least, I thought I was. I should have been… but when I wake up in an odd realm with only Anani and Azrael to tether me to reality, I realize that this may not be the end. I have a larger purpose. One that includes saving everyone from the dragon god that was responsible for my death. All I have to do is find the strength to be reborn.

The truth radiated vibrantly in my very soul, but that gut feeling didn't provide the proof that we needed. The proof that would show he had arranged for the attack and subsequent slaughter of the entire Flash Clan. With my mates by my side, we set off towards the rogue lands in search of the truth and ended up discovering far more than we could have ever expected. And when we uncover the real reason my clan was attacked? My worst fears come to life as I realize I'm to blame.

Join Effie Harlow on her journey at Silver Falls University, where she begins to realize that something about her is different. This slow-burn reverse harem paranormal romance features five protective and possessive shifter mates who are bound and determined to keep Effie by their side, no matter what. To prove to her that she is so much more than anyone has ever tried to tell her she was. Will they be able to convince her of her place at Silver Falls and in their life? Or will Effie get lost in the university crowds like she did back home?

Five broken alphas. One lost wolf. A fate she never expected. I'd never looked into my past—never tried to discover what awaited me there. Maybe I should have. Mona's arrival brought a whirlwind of possibility, even if her claim seemed impossible. How could I be her daughter? It was a moment of discovery quickly eclipsed by what she needed from me—why she had truly shown up at Silver Falls University.

A simple promise I made to myself after escaping a brutal childhood of abuse and being trained to enact violence on unblessed witches. Since that moment, I've managed to survive on the streets by successfully pickpocketing. Unfortunately, after years of hiding, the monster who stars in all my nightmares is closer than ever, and I'm faced with only one option—to seek refuge at the Dark Imaginarium Academy. The Academy is filled with the elite witches of our society. I should have expected I'd run into some of my previous targets. Normally, that wouldn't be a proble—except for my last hit.

Five broken alphas. One lost wolf. A fate she never expected. Our timeline is growing shorter by the second. Our race to open the gates to the divine realm lands us in the shadowlands, ruled by the dark god. What we discover there—the truth of what happened between the creators of this universe—and my history come to a startling head as I realize I'm so much more powerful than I could have ever imagined.

A reject—that’s the best way to describe how I’m treated. All because I’m a hybrid. The monarchs of hell revere pure bloodlines and perfection above all else, and in their eyes, I’m a mutt. Good thing dear old Dad, the Grim Reaper, has never once looked at me as anything other than his favorite child. Well, I’m his only child, but semantics. Suddenly, he has tasked me with the job of going to the council summit in his place. An event that happens once every century to determine which royal house will be voted into the supreme position. A position people would kill for.

Death at Astaroth's hands was something I'd experienced more times than I could count. This time, though, as I lay on a slab of stone while he tries to siphon my magic for his own use, I realize just how incredibly different it is. I have something to live for—someone to live for. Five men waiting for me on the other side. I'm fighting not only for my men but the fate of Carmina. Will I be able to defeat death and reap the reward? Or is this truly the end?

I could no longer run from my past. It had caught up to me, and I was now faced with the reality that Pastor Malcolm may not be my biggest problem. There was something far more terrifying waiting in the shadows that threatened everything and everyone in my life. Something that was setting my world ablaze in a flame that I may not survive.

For so many years of my life, I'd felt lost, unwanted, worthless. Scorned for being a bitten wolf, for being weak, different. I could have never expected to find my mates when I came to Silver Falls University. In fact, there seemed to be a lot that was unexpected when it came to SFU, from my value in society to being marked by my professor, something that still had to be explained to me.