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Tales you win. Heads you lose. And the fighters of Tales never lose. The men my father ruled were his faithful soldiers sworn to protect the club, him, me. Until one day, his most loyal soldier, Beast, makes a decision that changes my story forever. But this is no fairy tale and I don't own a crown. This is real life. Bloody, violent, and filled with alpha men who use their fists to settle every dispute. And if the man who calls me Princess thinks he can break my heart and get away with it, he can think again.

Just when you think it can’t get any worse, the universe seems to take that as a personal challenge. The Devil’s Backbone Society has their fingers everywhere. It’s more than a secret society―it’s a leash and a prison sentence. The elders insist it’s about making connections that will help you for the rest of your life, but what they don’t tell you is how long―or, in this case, short―your life might be.

The truth is meant to set you free…but not my truth. Mine has sent me deeper and darker, feeding my need for revenge. I want blood for those who wronged me and my family. Everyone else has moved on, but I can’t. Not until someone pays. And it seems that fate is on my side this time, because the hellion girl from the graveyard is going to be my saving grace…and provide me with everything I crave. She has no idea what she’s been dragged into, but she’s going to regret every step she’s taken to get here.

The yearning for our passions is the reason we breathe. I've devoted my life to my pursuit of ballet, my escape from the dark underworld I was born into. As the daughter of a made man, I've accepted certain traditions, but after I'm promoted to principal within a prestigious dance company, I'm so close to escaping that world. Until a devil with blood on his hands and an Irish curse inked into his skin tears into my world.

Once upon a time Tales was my home. I was the second in command and the best goddamn fighter the club had ever seen. I fought. I won. Every. Damn. Time. Until one day I lost while trying to protect the princess from the true monster of this f\*cked-up fairy tale. She shunned me, sent me away. Now I’m back to tell her the truth, not some tale full of half-truths and lies. I’ll do whatever it takes to win her over, because if there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that this beast’s heart only beats for one woman: the Queen of Tales.

Everything I thought I knew was a lie. Including the one I kept telling myself… that he was coming for me. The illusion that I was safe, shattered with every step as I ran. Much like Alex, this world is nothing more than wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing. Beautiful, breathtaking. Until you find yourself alone, running barefoot through the woods, second-guessing every shadow. What I need is a miracle, and thankfully one comes. Weak and broken, I find my way into my family’s waiting arms, against all odds.

For years, all I dreamed about is getting away. Starting over… a new life. Far, far away from where I grew up. But I always expected to be the one to save myself. I was naïve enough to think the decision about where I went, and more importantly, who with would be up to me. Turns out, I never had a say. In any of it. My future had been mapped out long ago. A future that begins at eighteen when I’m ripped away from the only home I’ve ever known and thrust into a world darker than the one I was running from.

Five years is a long time. Friendships can be made and lost. Relationships broken. Loved ones leave us, while new life enters the world. We’ve seen it all, but one thing remains. Or should I say, six things…

For years I’ve been content with meaningless one-night stands and zero promises for tomorrow. I had a good thing going, until he crashed his way into my life...and heart, and wrecked them both. Nico Cirillo.

I’d been burned by Theo Cirillo enough to know that I should have seen this coming. He loved to show me his merciless side, but I couldn’t stay away from the deviant even if I wanted to. A prisoner of my own making, playing a game without knowing all the rules. Until the lies he’d been telling, the secrets he’d been keeping began to unravel around us. He was only manipulating me. Using me. I was nothing more than a nut he had to crack. And he split me right open, but he’s about to get a shock, because I’m not the kind of girl to roll over and take it. I’m Emmie Ramsey.

We knew it wasn’t going to be easy. That our love could start a war. That my family might not accept the idea of us. But we never even got the chance to find out.... Because everything’s been ripped away from me. And all I’m left with is the memory of his touch and secrets that are threatening to break me from the inside out.

My sister fled from her arranged marriage, leaving me to fill her shoes. Cameron Thompson is the last man I want to marry. His father has my brother, sending him home piece by piece, until I agree to head up the aisle. I hate him. I hate them all. I'm going to burn their world down. When I see the man behind the icy mask, there is more to him than just the enemy I believed him to be. We start a dangerous game of pretending that will lead to broken hearts when I get my revenge.

I found everything I didn’t know I needed. Accepted forgiveness I didn’t deserve. She fought for us. Killed for us. She was one of us. And there was no way I was letting her go…again.

No law but pleasure. No limit but acquiescence. No rule but secrecy. Welcome to the world of Far Hope, where wicked deeds rule the night and dangerous lovers wait in the shadows.

I was playing with fire. I knew that. I’m the one who lit the match. But the possibility of getting burned still wasn’t enough to stop me.

The last thing I wanted to do with my evening was get all dressed up just to allow old rich dudes to undress me with their leering eyes while I pretended to laugh at their crass jokes. The only funny thing about this situation is that it shouldn’t be me. My sister is the experienced dancer. I’m the innocent one. But with her down and our desperation at an all-time high, I didn’t have much choice. I even argued to get myself here, thanks to my guilt. How bad could it really be? Bad… worse than I expected. Eyes everywhere, hands itching to follow.

There is no room for sweet or innocent in my world. No room for mistakes or weaknesses. My life was full of darkness, greed, and corruption. Blood was spilled as easily as water and life taken without much thought. I made a vow to my sister that the people who harmed her all those years ago would pay, and the only currency I would accept was their lives. Until she arrived.