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For so long, secrets have ripped us apart. But slowly and surely, I'm learning to put my trust in the five dangerous men who've captured my heart. Shocking revelations prove just how deadly the Paragons of Prosperity truly are. By taking the Paragons on, I must decide what I'm willing to give up to destroy them once and for all. But what if that price is the lives of the men I've grown to love?

When I met Thayer Holmes, I had no idea how much he would single-handedly change my life. Our journey hasn't been an easy one, but it has been ours. We've fought through the impossible and come out stronger because of it. But happily-ever-after isn't a destination. It's a never-ending road trip with bumps along the way. Some bumps are bigger than others, but none of it matters as long as we have each other, right?

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.

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.

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.

It took me a while to learn that sometimes no matter how much–or how hard–you love someone, or something, you have to let them go. You can’t save a sinking ship. Sometimes, you have someone else you have to be strong for, who needs you more. You make a choice; a devastating one. And you hope, maybe one day, they’ll come back to you.

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.

A broken mate, a determined wolf, and a bond that can’t be broken. For six years, River has been missing. It doesn’t matter that we only knew each other for mere weeks before he disappeared. He’s my fated mate and everything I’ve done since he’s been gone has been to get him back.

Emmie thinks the worst is over. Sarah hopes Emmie is right. But the apparitions of Hanging House haven’t deterred Finn from intensifying his hunt. He knows they’re real. And he wants more.

Thirty years ago, the world as we know it was lost. Now humans live like rats, desperate for food and safety, the wall towering before us as a mocking reminder of what happened… A wall I find myself running to for refuge. I've spent my whole life uncovering the truth, telling the world the reality behind the stories that they watch. I'm the one on their screens, the adrenaline junkie, the mayor's perfect daughter. Until one day, I pick up the wrong story. With no other choice, I run and hide in the one place I will be safe from those hunting me—the wall.

I'LL FIND YOU WHEN IT'S SAFE. Those were the last words Holly whispered to her six year old foster sister before the little girl fled into the trees and disappeared from existence. Fifteen years later, Cassandra Ward is still missing. Holly is haunted by the possibility that she sent her foster sister running from one monster and into the clutches of another. How else could a child vanish without a trace?

They called me trash. They called me whore. They called me so much worse. They told me I didn’t belong in their world, and you know what? Maybe they were right. But I can’t just let this go. I’m still a Hildebrand, after all, and I’ve only just begun to scratch the surface of what that legacy means. There are secrets buried in Roseland, and I’m determined to dig them up. To make the princes pay for what they did. Trying to exact vengeance from hundreds of miles away isn’t easy, though, until a mysterious ally offers help that could change everything.

Three beautiful, cruel men rule Kingsworth. And I'm the girl who almost ruined them. It all started with that video I posted of them—you know, the one that went viral—but that was before I knew who they were. Ezra Covington, Bellamy Thorn, and Dashiell Laurier. Three untouchable royals who were just…well, royally touched. Three gorgeous, ruthless kings used to getting exactly what they want. Now they want me.

Tarnishing our family name by being a powerless angel… that's the legacy I'll leave behind. After years of failed placement tests, and with the time limit to find my magic breathing down my neck, I've come to accept my fate. When the clock ticks zero, I'll have my wings brutally ripped from my body and be cast down to live with the humans. Rejected, alone, and afraid. When a man from my past reappears, he tells me there's a different option… another life I could lead, at his side.

Emmie just wants to get as far away from her psychic past as possible. Who can blame her? Seeing dead children isn’t a “gift." It's heartbreaking terror. But once she loses her job in the big city, there’s only one place for her to go: back into the heart of her trauma and fears. Her childhood home. Hanging House. Determined to make the best of her new life, she soon realizes she can’t outrun the ghosts of her past. She needs to face and conquer the looming darkness, or she won’t get out alive.

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.

Everyone fears them. Except for me. The kings who rule Grove Academy don't scare me, not with their gentle touches, sweet words, and smiles reserved only for me. But maybe... Maybe I should be scared.

I married the very man I’m supposed to hate. I still can’t believe it, but when I saw Luc beaten and bloody in that church, I knew there was no way out. I had to marry him. That doesn’t mean everything the Rejects and I have worked toward has been for nothing. If anything, it matters more now than ever. Once again, the Antonellis have incurred my wrath. They’ve stolen my brother, and I will do whatever it takes to rescue him from their clutches. The problem is, in order to achieve such a task, we all need to work together. All five of us. Me, Cain, Oliver, Dante, and Enzo.

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 - with me as his target.

I wasn’t the sort of girl who believed in fairytales, let alone tales about faeries. But that changed the day Faeries came to my small town and Hunters rose from their graves. On that fateful day, I received a book, a peculiar collection of myths and legends. Turns out it was so much more than stories. And just as I was on the verge of unlocking its secrets, it was stolen from me by someone I called a friend. Now, I don’t know who to turn to, who to trust. All I know is that there are two sides, and I am straddling the great divide because I am both Faerie and Hunter.