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What's more powerful than magic? Revenge. King Tristan wasn't prepared for a prisoner quite like Zakara Storm. The three beautiful fae men led her to her imprisonment, and it's hard to see who is a friend and who is a foe in the dangerous and destructive kingdom. A savior is all the humans want. Freedom is what the fae seek. Survival is all Zakara knows. She'll survive, even if she has to watch the whole world burn to ash. Contains mature themes.

War is hell. A war built from reckless fae magic is total annihilation. Even the gods are turning their backs on the dwindling race of mortals. But Kara and her friends refuse to let the world crumble without a fight. An unlikely friend offers them one thing. The mysterious gift might be their last hope. There will be destruction. There will be bloodshed. There will be death. Kara must decide what she's willing to lose to save the ones she loves.

If life really was a fairy tale, Zakara would never be the damsel in distress. She'd be a thief, and Prince Charming wouldn't have a clue how to steal the heart of the conniving criminal. Zakara saves not one, but three men locked inside the tallest tower. Her first instinct is to ditch them as soon as possible, but they have one thing that intrigues her more than wealth: Magic. Fae magic once ruled the world, until it disappeared without a trace. Only myths of the magic wielders linger in their destroyed society. The three prisoners claim to be fae, but she doesn't trust them.

They pushed too far. The demented Hatter and all of his minions can test me all they like, but they just crossed a line.

To stop the chaos, sacrifice is all that’s needed to make everything right again. The gods gave the realm of the living a Goddess of Love. She just has to give the world all of her love.

When you live in Hell, you're bound to get burned...I just never expected this kind of torment. And the one man who I thought I could trust in all of this is my worst abuser. Torben rejected me the moment we stepped foot into this ashen hellhole. He does their bidding by throwing me into deadly trials that are bound to break me. Sometimes he protects me from the brunt of it…and sometimes I think he wants me dead as much as they do. But I won't give them the satisfaction. Because I didn't come to Hell to die. I came to survive.

Everything I thought I knew was a lie. Roman isn't the rightful ruler of this realm. The Night Witch and her followers were never our allies. And the beast that lives inside of me is far deadlier than I ever could have imagined. We just have to hide my shifter for a little longer. We just have to make it through the cruel tests of the hell fae.

Nothing perfect ever lasts. For the first time in my entire life, I've found a community that accepts me. The village of dragon shifters knows what it's like to be different. These men care about me. And I care about them. I might even love them. Among all that perfection, terror creeps in. It haunts this place during the night. Something dangerous, powerful, and deadly has found these innocent people. And it wants me.

I've gotten myself into one last incident. One final mistake that may cost me everything, including my life. By using dark, manipulating magic the Solstice Queen wants to reign over the two Kingdoms and give power back to mages once and for all. I'll stand by her side. I'll smile and wave and say all the right things. All while turning the last remaining mages against her. Because when it all ends, the beloved Solstice Queen won't walk away from the war she started. Unless I die trying.

The beautiful coastal village is too small and it's impossible to hide when you're a target. They know I'm different. They knew when I was a young girl and they know now. They're just waiting for the proof. They're all waiting for me to screw up like I always do. What they don't know is, I'm not staying. I'll take my scowling shifters - hopefully before they literally rip into one of the many hateful villagers - and I'll find the Solstice Queen. I'll find that mysteriously dangerous mage again if it's the last thing I do.

The Bliss, as they call it, isn't a perfect nirvana. It's conniving and twisted torment waiting for me to fall into the council’s claws at any moment. But I'm not sticking around to be their newest torment target. I've got my own kingdom of doom to deal with. And saving the lives of those deliciously wicked men of mine is more important than the inevitable deadly chaos in all the realms.

Life isn't a fairytale. Prince charming doesn't exist. And I'm not a queen. Instead I'm stuck in the iron kingdom with a demented prince, and what lucky role do I get in all of this: sex toy for his royal highness. That's the regal title I get: play thing for the Iron Prince. It's the safest thing for me though. Because Cordelia is searching for long forgotten secrets. If I'm not careful, she'll know what I've been hiding all along.

College and exams are a thing of the past, and cruel Queens and dark magic are now trying to kill me on the daily. All because a seer says a true heir to the crown exists: A lost child. A girl. Just like me.