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I've been dreaming of this moment my entire life. The day I reclaim my birthright, ascend the throne, and claim my crown. Yet the instant I am proclaimed Queen of Floodborn, chaos ensues. My aunt is fueled by revenge, her sights set on me and my kingdom. But with my fated mates by my side, I will stop at nothing to protect those I love and the citizens I have promised a better future. She has no idea what I've been through and I won't let my people down without a fight. Underestimating me will be her biggest regret because a new court is in session…

Ever since humans arrived, my world has changed. Tensions are high as we quarrel over territory, reforming our fractured clans. I will have none of it. I did not capture a bride. But then my world goes dark—and she appears. A female so lovely she possesses my mind, a bride who blushes every time she catches my eye. She is sweet. She is young. She is everything I am not. Except nothing is as it seems. I'm no longer in the forest; I'm in a cage. I'm on a ship, far from my nest, wrapped in chains. And the female? She is my enemy. Only… I'm the devious naga who does not care.

After Tavish, the ruthless Unseelie King, stole Lira and brought her to his kingdom, he fully intended to drain her royal Seelie blood to free his people and reclaim his rightful lands. When Lira teetered on the edge of death, something inside him snapped and altered his plans. Once he succumbed to their fated mate bond, her death was no longer an option, and he stopped fighting the inevitable pull, knowing this very decision could incite his people to rebel against him.

I experience a pull so deep and so undeniable, that when I look up and meet the eyes of a waitress, our gazes lock. Recognition sparks between us. In an instant, I’m sure. This woman is mine. I can tell my parents sense the connection, too. But judging by their expressions, they know something I don’t. Like me, they’re aware she’s special. But the fear in their eyes tells me she’s the last person on Earth they want to be my mate...

It crowned me a princess, then ripped it away overnight. It gave me the determination to restore my family name, despite the hatred of my kind throughout the kingdom. It gave me the courage to walk through the gates of Heir Academy and fight for what's mine. But the funny thing about fate is, that no matter how much I want to take the reins, it has its own plan for me. This journey has led me through trials and up against enemies I could have never foreseen. Despite all this lies a glimmer of hope in four men I never saw coming.

My plan was simple… return to Floodborn, enroll in the new academy, and earn the throne, all while returning the fae to our former glory and claiming my birthright. And yet nothing has been simple since the moment I arrived. Part of me should have known, and the other part blames the four men I can't seem to escape.

For the last twelve years, Tavish, the King of the Unseelie Fae, focused on finding the key for taking back his rightful lands from the Seelie fae after they killed his parents. There was one problem that stood in his way—locating the Seelie Princess hidden on Earth. After years of haunting her dreams, he finally locates her and drags her back to their realm. She’s forgotten her fae life and wants to escape. He doesn’t care. He merely needs her blood in order to free his people. But she’s more than he remembers, and a spark ignites between them every time they touch.

Once upon a time, a wondrous Kingdom flourished under the reign of its proud Fae king and his family. All was not as it seemed when poisonous schemes and utter betrayal led to the downfall of an empire. Sixteen years have since passed, the lands now lay in ruin, and crime prevails despite the will of the Council. Their mission becomes clear: produce an heir and unite the Kingdom to restore its former glory.

I've never met a challenge I couldn't deke out—until Emily Brooks blasted into my world with all the subtlety of a slapshot to the face. When an underwear incident (don’t ask) gives Emily ammunition for her gossip blog Blades After Dark, I’ve become her very reluctant muse. Perched on her Zamboni with a crafty smirk on that gorgeous face, she’s determined to turn my life into one big penalty box. Not only does this woman have an Olympic-sized grudge against me, she cheered—yes, cheered—for the other team. When I find out she has a secret she doesn’t want out, it’s gloves off.