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Born with all the vampire weaknesses and none of the gifts, I have little to offer my family—until my father, the prince, is poisoned. Only dragon tears will heal him, and the dragons are desperate for female mates. So, I'm offered as a sacrifice. Dumped in dragon territory in the Scottish Highlands, I'm quickly captured by Bram McGregor and Fergus Devlin. It's my body in exchange for the tears, and it doesn't matter how I feel about the trade. But as time passes, I feel a lot more than I expected.

The love between Kyle and his mortal boyfriend Elias has been a deadly dance since the night they first met. Despite their brief encounter with the vicious immortal underworld, Kyle and Elias, along with their friends, strive to build a calm and happy life together in their small desert town, determined to leave the past behind.

God, this man is perfect. He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever seen. He satisfies me in ways no man ever has. And he actually seems to care about me as more than just a booty call. He admires the work I do. He believes, like I do, that journalists are a critical piece of democracy. I quickly feel far more for him than just attraction. But before I get a chance to take the next step, I am kidnapped. I’m being hunted by a man who believes I’m preventing him from taking advantage of others. But Lucas has a secret that just might save me.

With her brother in debt to the biggest loan shark of the slums, Marielle does the only thing she can to save him: she takes the debt on herself. Down on her luck and at the mercy of the thugs, she knows the only way she can repay it is to be claimed as mate by a Draekon Lord and deliver him an heir. She has no intention of following through with the deal, however. Her plan is to escape as soon as she's received payment and disappear far out of reach of the Draekon who would claim her.

I was an ordinary city girl, adopted as a toddler, dragged up by my drug lord father and forced to marry the biggest asshole out there. I had no idea werewolves were real. No clue magic was even a thing, and no plans to bed the biggest, baddest werewolf in town. Boy, was I in for a treat!

War found me first. Riven Vescari is a man made of fire and fury, And he says I belong to him. But he’s not the only one. Death watches like he’s already claimed me. Pestilence breathes my name like a curse. Famine stalks my dreams, starved for something only I can give. They say I’m part of a prophecy. A power they’ll kill to claim. But I’m not here to be claimed. Let them fight over me. Let the world burn. Because I’m not the end they expected. I’m the one who gets to decide, And I won’t be choosing between them.