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Being sired by a Madrid is supposed to be a blessing, but for Tempest, it's a curse that leaves her orphaned, penniless, and enslaved to a blood thirsty crown on the brink of war. Found too unruly to become a ward of the court, she's thrust into the care of the King's Hounds - the assassins and warriors responsible for protecting the kingdom. Driven by rage and an oath to avenge her mother's memory, Tempest throws herself into training.

Tehl Ramses is drowning; crops are being burned, villages pillaged, and citizens are disappearing, leading to a rising rebellion. As crown prince, and acting ruler, Tehl must find a way to crush the rebellion before civil war sweeps through his beloved kingdom. Tehl will do whatever is necessary to save his people. Yet, his prisoner is not at all what he expects.... Fed up with the neglect and corruption of the crown, swordsmith Sage Blackwell steps forward to spy on the crown.

Fact #257 - Allie Sai should have been named "Unlucky". It made complete sense that the girl terrified of flying and aliens would be drafted for colonization of an alien planet. Right? Right? In her mind, she had one choice. Desertion. But again...unlucky. She should've known better. A failed escape attempt leaves her chained to an airship chair with nothing but her bag, a vial of her family's super moonshine, and her anxiety for company.

The Dark Court is no place for a lady. After tricking the king, Tempest has finally won her long sought-after prize - a place on the king’s council - but it comes with a steep price. Stuck between her duty to her kingdom and her duty to what is right, she throws herself into the assignment, determined to discover her true enemies. But Tempest is no man’s pawn. Her destiny was never to sit back passively. She makes her own path. Even if it’s painted with blood, strewn with bodies, and scattered with the pieces of her broken heart.

When the enemy strikes on the eve of her wedding, Wren has no choice but to fight. Captured, she's dragged before the elvish king and given an ultimatum: death or marriage. She submits, biding her time as she plots and spies, determined to strike at the heart of the elvish royalty and take back her family's throne once more. But the more time she spends with her dangerous and achingly handsome husband, the more she finds herself wavering.

Trickery. War. Betrayal. Despite her resolve to cut ties with the rebellion, Sage Blackwell is forced to turn to her old allies.... But when the ultimate betrayal puts her in an impossible position, she has to make a life-changing decision: Freedom or peace? From the moment he meets Sage, Crown Prince Tehl Ramses finds himself confronted with one surprise after another-and he hates being the fool. Ensnared in the rebellion's intricate web of trickery and blackmail, Tehl is forced to take desperate measures: War or compromise?

Abducted and thrust into a court obsessed with perfection, scarred Sage Ramses’ dream of peace and happiness is no longer a possibility. An ancient creature of darkness rules the land along with a people that are no longer human, and she’s forced to learn how to survive despite her inadequacies.

Sage knew destroying the Warlord wouldn't be easy, but she never anticipated the toll it would take on her kingdom and her soul. Everywhere she turned, the world dripped with blood, heartache, and betrayal. Sanee was under siege. Jasmine was missing. Scythia gained ground each day. Lilja and Garreth were dead.

Becoming the depraved king's consort was never the plan - neither was being tossed in the turbulent waters of the Crown's court - but Tempest was trained to roll with the punches. Even if it means getting her hands dirty and betraying what her heart wants the most. But being the king's betrothed is no protection. One wrong move and she finds herself in more danger than she ever imagined. Surrounded by too many corrupt enemies and not sure whom to trust, Tempest turns to the only person who is more devious than Destin - the Jester.

No one could have prepared Sage and Tehl for the ruin the Warlord would wreak on the world to get to Aermia. Sage thought she knew how to play his deadly games, but his warped crimes prove she's out of her depth. To dethrone the demon, she enlists the help of her former enemies. A spy with ulterior motives. A monarch known for wicked crimes. A traitor with ties to a dark, twisted past. A Sirenidae intent on gaining her freedom. A dragon thirsty for vengeance.

Returning to Aermia should've been easy, but nightmares and death haunt her, leaving Sage as an outsider, even in her own family. Nothing is ever as it seems, and that's more apparent than ever as she plays a deadly game of cat and mouse with the one man who's carved himself into her unwilling heart. As war looms on the horizon, she must decide who to trust and what sacrifices she's willing to make for her kingdom. But with every decision, she feels the warlord's dark web of secrets, deceit, and betrayal closing around her.

With nowhere to go and price on her head, Wren goes into hiding and joins forces with the Kingdom of Myths to destroy the corrupt elf king and reclaim her kingdom, but it comes with a price: killing her husband. Prince Arrik swore to never fall in love, let alone with a human with vengeance in her eyes and fire in her soul. Yet, despite all his well made plans, he can't seem to let her go—even if it means revealing his secrets to secure his queen and crush his father.

Wren’s world shattered the day Arrik became king and broke every promise he’d made to her. Fueled by rage and betrayal, she must double-cross her husband to save the realm from war. But with every passing day, as her devilish king tries to entice Wren to stand by his side, she finds herself struggling not to fall for his charms and seduction. After years of scheming, Arrik finally held the world in his hands. But it wasn’t enough.

It made complete sense that the girl terrified of flying and aliens would be drafted for colonization of an alien planet. Right? Right? In her mind, she had one choice. Desertion. But again...unlucky. She should've known better. A failed escape attempt leaves her chained to an airship chair with nothing but her bag, a vial of her family's super moonshine, and her anxiety for company.

Fact 417 - Kidnapping was not sexy. The old Earth romances had it wrong. Being captured by an attractive elfin alien was anything but glamorous. It was slave labor with a pinch of harassment. But Allie Sai wouldn’t take anyone’s gruff, even if it meant challenging the scariest man she’d ever met, erm...alien. Fact 359 - Southern belles never played by the rules. Poker was always her game of choice, so it was fitting that to take down Sloven and win her freedom, Allie had to take a chance and do the impossible - destroy the King’s criminal empire and get out without dying.

Fact 752 - If it’s male, it lies. I knew better than to fall for the bad guy. Love only gives you heartache, and in my case? It got me poisoned. Literally. Tough break, right? It gets worse. The Elven government “said” it was only one task, but I should have read the fine print. That teensy job? Taking out the biggest baddie our worlds have ever seen. Spying for the enemy wasn’t the plan, but every attempt to escape only entrenches me deeper into a criminal war I never wanted to be part of. Good thing my mama taught me how to fight dirty.

I never claimed to be a good girl. So when the feds showed up, there was only one choice. Run. Turns out my plan wasn't fool proof. One tiny, little, accidental murder lands me in hot water not just with the human government, but with the elven equivalent of the CIA. No one ever said I was lucky. Shipped off planet, blackmailed, and forced to bootleg for a secret organization is the least of my problems compared to the sexy villains hot on my heels. They don't know it yet, but I'm going to take them down. Messing with a southern belle with a criminal past was their first mistake.

Fact 752: Karma was a vindictive wench, and Luck, no lady. Allie never believed in Karma, but after the week she'd had, she was prone to believe that if such an entity existed, it had to be a woman. Only a woman could hold such an ugly, nasty grudge, and make Allie's life so impossibly miserable. If spying for the enemy and a broken heart wasn't enough, someone had even stolen her favorite heels. Classy, right? Bad luck strikes again.

Somehow, Allie always managed to attract every sociopath within a 100-click radius. Don't ask her how she did it. She chalked it up to the unlucky curse that had plagued her all her life. And Sloven the Slayer was no different. Luckily, her mama had taught her the advantage of a well-placed kick. After the attempt on her life and her team's betrayal, she tried to go back to her life, to ignore how lonely she was, to forget the nightmares that plagued her and the face of the one man she still wanted despite his lies. But life was never that simple.

Fact 437 - Allie was a piss poor bootlegger. It was laughable that her blackmailers expected her to create a truth serum. If they’d done their homework, they would’ve known her brewing capabilities were nil, she flunked chemistry, and her moonshine was on the toxic side. So for once in her unlucky life, luck was on her side...until she almost blew up the lab. Unfortunately, singed eyebrows were the least of her concern. Fact 543 - Aliens don't understand personal space. Nothing was off limits. If they weren’t asking about her heat cycle, males were sniffing her for compatibility.