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Whisper doesn’t remember his real name. All he knows is the elite assassin guild that raised him—and controls him with the threat of blood magic. Plagued by nightmares, he doesn’t get to refuse assignments, even when his new job doesn’t make sense: infiltrate Prince Julien’s court, protect him until the signal arrives, then kill him.

Vana Dire can't show weakness if he wants to survive the Draskoran court. The only man he can be vulnerable with is Daromir—Vana's magic-bound bodyguard. The binding lets them share each other's pain, and Vana depends on Daromir's comfort as much as his services as a guard. Vana could never risk their friendship—even if he craves far more than Daromir's loyalty. Daromir Azri sees a side of Vana nobody else sees. Behind closed doors, the cold, elegant prince is kindhearted and vulnerable. He needs Daromir. If Daromir's devotion sometimes feels like something else? Daromir must be mistaken.

Be obedient. Be grateful. As the neglected illegitimate son of a powerful family, Corin is expected to follow his magic-gifted brother to the palace as a servant. He’s unwilling but resigns and allows himself one night of distraction in a stranger’s arms. Corin never knew pleasure and pain could be so exhilarating, so comforting. Corin only regrets he’ll never again see the anonymous man who ruined him for anyone else. Until the next morning when Corin meets his brother’s new arranged fiancé.

El dolor de una traición. Un pacto con el Diablo. Un amor imposible. La belleza de la libertad. Y un corazón roto. Es posible que los finales felices no existan. O sí. Pregúntale a la chica de algodón de azúcar.

Prince Kazia Dire isn't nice. Being nice lets people close. Letting people close risks revealing Kazia's greatest secret—the power that condemns him to a lifetime of abuse. Until opportunity appears in the form of a captive enemy mage.

Sheltered, sickly Prince Bellamy dreams of adventure—but not like this. Captured in enemy territory, his royal identity will get him killed. When his dangerously attractive fellow prisoner asks who he is, Bellamy claims to be a minstrel. Except he can’t carry a tune to save his life. He panicked, okay?

When a secret society offers me an invitation to stay in their isolated forest retreat, I can't possibly refuse. Not if I want to find out what my mother was hiding before she died. But it's not just any forest. The noises in the woods at night aren't animals—they're monsters. They watch me from the trees, slither through the lake, and creep in the shadows outside my window. By day, the society hides their secrets from me. By night, I disappear into the world of monsters and discover secrets of my own. Secrets about being meant for their world, the Void.

Titos has been fighting since the moment he was born he wants the happiness that everyone promises. He wants the days where he wakes up and there isn't a new tragedy to fix. He wants it for his territory, friends, and his MATES. Is peace the stuff of dreams? As Titos is forced to take care of the remaining threat, or he and his men will never be free. The last thing Titos needs is a full-on war, the risk of losing one of his keepers is too great. But he may have no say in the matter.

There is no more hiding. Titos has accepted being king of his small territory but now he's being pushed to take on even more enlarging the target on his back. His keepers are doing everything they can to keep him safe but Titos is a walking danger zone. Titos will fight for his home and his new found family. His mates mean everything to him and he refuses to give up, even if it means wearing a crown that he never wanted.

Titos has never been powerful, but as he continues to gain more keepers, his power grows. It's almost too much. He finds out more of what it means to be a soul eater and why his kind has been practically wiped out. He has to stand tall, be a king, and defend his home.

One day you're on the run, the next, you're king of your own territory. With lives on his shoulders, Titos must step up. With all the change, Titos struggles with being a ruler. Does he rule with compassion or without? He's been around humans too long, forgetting the edoli way. Showing weakness means no respect, but that is all Titos feels he is capable of. With so much pressure building and his own expectations weighing him down, Titos makes some dicey decisions - decisions that could get them all killed.