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We are all and nothing now, our fate weighed on the scales of the stars and counterbalanced by the forces that oppose us. The shadow of the false king spreads as thick as oil across the kingdom we were born to rule, and none remain untouched by its darkness. Our crowns lay within reach if only we can claim them. All souls are at risk now and when the final battle dawns, a new regime will rise.

Bloody, lost, broken. We live to fight another day. But with so much stolen from us, can the fates ever twist in our favour again? My sister and I have been torn apart by shadows and despair, and now we each stand alone.

As more secrets come to light, and my sister and I work harder than ever before to reach our potential and claim our birthright, the end is finally drawing closer. The curse chases on our heels as time rushes by, and the blood-drenched destiny of the man I love looms ever closer just like the monster who stole our throne. We must prepare for the final battle, but three things are clear now—the cards have already been dealt, blood will spill for a new future to rise, and the stars themselves can’t help us.

Fate has torn us apart, and, sometimes, I believe the stars have given up on us altogether. Without my sister, the world seems darker than ever before, and the shadows loom thicker, rising up to answer the call of the Shadow Princess, and changing the face of Solaria for good. I’m afraid we’re almost out of time. Hope is a dangerous thing. It’s the key to us fighting on. But it could be what destroys us in the end. One thing is for certain, I won’t stop until I have been reunited with my other half, and together we will fight to take our crowns. A war is coming.

The Celestial Heirs think the stars are on their side. But they don't know what's coming. We have to be smart. Fighting them one on one isn't an option, so we have to be stealthy. Remaining under the radar won't be easy, but if we pull it off, they'll never suspect our involvement when their lives start falling apart.

The shadows are in my blood. I can feel them crawling through me, slithering under my skin and taking me hostage. But the darkness within me, isn't nearly as bad as the darkness that lives around me. The four heirs will stop at nothing to destroy the lives of me and my sister. But they haven't figured out yet, we're the strongest creatures they've ever known...

The answer to your question will be revealed on the Lunar Eclipse. But when finding the truth, don't let the shadows take you. The week of The Reckoning has begun. And senior students have been tasked with making the freshmen's lives pure hell as they prepare to take their fateful assessment. With the Lunar Eclipse on the horizon, Tory and Darcy have more to worry about than just passing their exams. A dark plot is unfolding and the shadows are drawing closer....

After the devastating events at Zodiac Academy, we have to deal with this darker world we're faced with. Lionel seeks to hurt us, the nymphs seek to hurt the entire fae race, and between all of it, we just have to try and survive each day as it comes. I'm afraid of everything falling apart, but it looks like it already has.

Savage - a short story about Hail and Merissa Vega's love story. The Shimmering Springs - that night Caleb and Seth did or didn't kiss... The moment Geraldine first saw the twins. Seth on the Moon - one Werewolf's wanderings on the moon. Night - that time the twins met the Ruthless Boys - with a never before published chapter!

I’m a Gemini. Impulsive. Curious. Headstrong. A twin. Heir to a throne I know nothing about. And it turns out, I’m Fae. But of course, there’s a catch - all I have to do to claim my birthright is prove that I’m the most powerful supernatural in the whole of Solaria. And sure, technically that’s true, as I’m the daughter of the Savage King. But the bit they didn’t put in the brochure was that every single Fae in this Kingdom would claim my throne if they could.

Lords of Wrath, the second book in the Royals of Forsyth University series, is coming soon!

Freedom never tasted so bitter. This is the final instalment in the Darkmore Penitentiary series.

I’m a wielder of hearts and summoner of corruption. Heir to nothing and born to a fool in the wrong damn month. But I’m also one of only two Fae in this divided land of hellions who might be starting to see through the lies we’ve swallowed for so long. In the year we turn twenty-one, conscripts from across the warring nations of air, fire, earth and water are sent to Never Keep – the only place in our besieged continent where our magic can be Awakened. But something is wrong inside Never Keep. Something which might extend far beyond the reaches of this desolate fortress.

What do you do when the guy you’ve loved since you were 14 is sent to the most dangerous prison in Solaria for saving your life? Okay, so maybe he doesn’t love me back. And maybe getting sent down would seem insane to some, but I’m Rosalie Oscura, champion underground cage-fighter and alpha werewolf from the infamous Oscura Clan. My family wrote the book on criminal organizations, and I’ll be ruling this place by the time the next moon rises. Then I just need to get to work on busting us the hell out of here.

I thought I'd found the perfect place at MistHallow Academy and after a rocky start, I hoped things would settle. But the ancient forest surrounding our sanctuary awakens, pulsing with magic that calls to me, and only me, it seems. I think I'm the key to unlocking this primordial power—a power that could save or destroy the supernatural world. Each of my guys embodies a different aspect of this magic, and I'm caught in the middle. I'm grappling with a force beyond my understanding, and it gets worse: my sire, the vampire I've been running from, has resurfaced.

The Harlequin boys are more than just a memory now. More than a daydream of our youth and an idea to cling onto. They’re my greatest weakness and my biggest regret, but I’ve started to realize that coming back to Sunset Cove was always my fate. My heart beats to the turn of the tide here. My skin only warms beneath this sun. And my soul will only ever be home on these streets and with the men who grew out of my memories. But nothing is the same as I remember, and the time for childish games is coming to an end.

One mistake cost me everything. My gorgeous triton tail was gone, and in its place were the worst things imaginable—tentacles. I’ve learned to live with being different, but now the clock is ticking down to being stuck with them forever. But when a chance presents itself to possibly go back to the way things once were, I can’t pass it up.

I will break out of Darkmore Penitentiary. But I was a fool to think that it would be so simple. And now with more and more Fae relying on me to get them out of this slice of hell, I find myself unable to do a damn thing. Mason Cain stabbed me in the back and left me to rot in the dark. So now I have another goal in mind before I escape this place, because no one messes with the Queen of the Oscura Clan and lives to tell the tale. The moment I get out of here, my sights will be set on him.

After Dad cut me off, it was time to start over, far away from my past. New city. New university. New life. A whole new me. Too bad they seem hellbent on ruining my plans. The Kings of Kilborn have set their sights on me, threatening to ruin everything I've built for myself. Kaleb is the broken prince, drowning himself in booze and women to fill the dark void within. Hardin is his quietly menacing older brother, with an intense stare that follows me wherever I go. Despised. Desired. Stalked. I try to hate them, but their unyielding attention and rough touches make me feel so alive.

The sky is burning. The Reapers are keeping secrets. Vampires roam the wastes. And I’m headed down a path of destruction which can only end in death. I’m a soul cast adrift on a tide of grief and lies. A clock ticking down the moments to my inevitable destruction, and all I can do is race towards it. The nations are caught in this endless battle for supremacy and it’s hard to see myself as anything other than a pawn in the twisted games I’m helpless to control. The Waning Lands are screaming, soaked in blood for so long that even the rivers run red with it.