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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.

There is nothing worse than having a joyous bombshell dropped in my lap with the goal of knocking me down. And I hate to admit the truth, but it might be working. I can’t stand being here anymore, but any attempts to run are ruined as I’m forced further into the newly created mold that is Asheville High’s whore.

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.

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.

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.

With every ounce of strength, I fight to free myself from this suffocating sleep while Kalyll, consumed by a fierce determination, searches tirelessly through the realm. His sole mission: to exact revenge upon those responsible for bringing me to the edge of death. No one shall escape his wrath, for everyone in his path will suffer the consequences. Yet, the fate of his kingdom teeters precariously as his treacherous brother, Cardian, schemes to plunge the realm into all-out war.

I risked everything to keep my best friend alive and now…I’ve not only lost my fated mate, but I’ve willingly become a prisoner. Shrouded in darkness and isolated from the world, I have all the time to consider my next moves. Yet, there are only two things I can focus on… Getting back to Cillian and making sure that at some point soon, Knox ceases to exist. Whether that’s by my hand or someone’s else’s, I don’t care. It just needs to be done.

I’m all set for my first semester at college: dream field of study, five-year plan, brand new notebooks. But one thing can’t come to campus—my V-card. Being a virgin isn’t the biggest part of my problem. What I need to prepare for the full college experience is someone to teach me what to do in bed. Though I hate to admit defeat, this is one accolade I can’t earn on my own. I have the perfect tutor in mind: my brother’s best friend. Cooper Vale: hometown heartthrob, sultry bad boy, and my neighbor since we were kids.

I was a child when my father surrendered me to the Temple of All Gods. No one gave me a choice. No one even bothered to explain. I was simply tossed aside, unwanted. That was the day the God of Temptation claimed me as his. Now, I'm studying how to become the perfect priestess. Life in the temple means embracing my emotions and learning to harness each type of desire. Power, fear, lust, and rage are the most common, but not the only ones. Each has a power. Each has its place. I just have to figure out which kind of priestess I'll become.

We're tempted to play games, thinking they will give us more power–but that only works if we win. After spending the holidays with my guardian's family, it seems that everyone in the temple has the wrong idea. The Baron isn't my patron. He's not even a friend. In truth, I hate the man. But the rumor mill is strong, and jealousy is running rampant.

Thirty years ago the world as we know it was lost. Now humans live like rats, desperate for food and safety. The wall towers before us as a mocking reminder of what happened. The wall that keeps the monsters locked away from us. The wall that keeps us safe. The wall that every day I sneak through. I thought I was safe in the light beyond its scarred concrete. I thought I knew the way of the world. Then, night falls and I’m trapped beyond the wall. Monsters come out to play in an explosion of shadows, claws, and tails. Their black eyes track me like prey until he comes—their leader....

When I planned my escape from Alfemir's cruelty and tight grip on the angels who live there, I never dared to think about returning. But that version of me is dead. My father and the other Archangels have no idea who, or what, I have become in my time away, and if they want to drag me back screaming, they have another thing coming. When scouts find the Rebellion camp and blood stains the ground of our new home, we are left with no choice but to create a plan. A plan to extinguish Alfemir and all they stand for.

I knew better than to go to that party. I would have been much happier curled up at home eating Halloween candy by myself, but I had Mom’s voice in my head telling me to make an effort now that I was in college, to put myself out there and socialize. If I’d stayed home, I wouldn’t have met him.

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.

One bright idea. One holiday. Lots of chaos. Cait wants to have the perfect Christmas, but Roman thinks she’s possibly lost her mind. Then, when nothing seems to be going right, she just might agree with him. But freak snowstorms, Grinch-y wolf shifters, missing dragons, and new mate bonds won’t stop the festivities.

Zeal is back, and he's seen by more people every day. The God of Temptation grows stronger, but High Priest Kinen has found the one thing that can stop a god: disbelief. The return of our gods means an end to his power, and Kinen isn't ready to lose. Over time, the priests of our temple have surrendered their power in the name of our god. We're trained to obey, to help, and to be Zeal's tools when he cannot help himself. Now, that has become a problem.

It's a good thing that Eric finally managed to evolve his class. If he's going to have any hope of rescuing his sister, he'll need every advantage he can get! The Sylvan Alliance's territories have been seized. Her champions slaughtered. A once thriving faction has been reduced to a single battered fortress. If Eric can’t pull off a miracle and succeed where an entire regiment of skilled archers have fallen, then both his sister and all those who march under her banner will be obliterated by the muskets and cannons of their enemies.

Guys like Tucker Moore don't date girls like me. His boring ol' washboard abs look like they were sculpted by the gods, and I have more curves than a backroad in a country song. He can charm the panties off anyone, but I am better off hiding behind my camera lens. He's my next-door neighbor and the definition of a bad idea. I have no business thinking about him, and I should have pushed him out of my dreams the moment he showed up.

This is supposed to be a good year. With a new set of instructors—and ones I know well—I'm sure it will be. For once, things are finally starting to go my way. My mentors are proud, my family is closer than ever before, and I am happy. Unfortunately, the gods are tired of waiting. Every day, Zeal grows stronger, but Ambition, Inspiration, Perception, Compassion, and Intuition don't. They're fading, with no hope in sight. Except 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.