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I’m a headline in the town of Maywood Heights and known by a name I’ve never heard. They tell me I was taken, stolen, but none of this makes sense. I’m not who they say I am. I’m not a…twin, but even those close to me seem to believe the rumors swarming around me.

The final semester at the Supernatural Academy should be about enjoying my last months of college. Instead, someone has poisoned the fae realm, killing tens of thousands and throwing those who survived to our doorstep. And, worse, no one knows how or why. So, instead of late-night study sessions and crazy parties, my friends and I must track down the person responsible for these atrocities.

Everyone fears them. Except for me. The kings who rule Grove Academy don't scare me, not with their gentle touches, sweet words, and smiles reserved only for me. But maybe... Maybe I should be scared.

Trying to survive Knight’s Creek without Xavier, Hunter, and Tobias is harder than I care to admit. I have to give it my all and try again; I have to run. I don’t know how far I’ll get, but I know I won’t give up fighting. I won’t let Ilana win. I never knew what fighting was before, but now I have something to live for. My reason for breathing.

There is nothing worse than having a joyous bombshell dropped in my lap with the goal of knocking me down. And I hate to admit the truth, but it might be working. I can’t stand being here anymore, but any attempts to run are ruined as I’m forced further into the newly created mold that is Asheville High’s whore.

Surviving Freshman and Sophomore years at the Supernatural Academy was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. But now, an even harder task awaits...staying away from Rowan Underwood. He’s made his choice, going with the very people responsible for every evil that’s befallen us over the last two years. I’m over him. Or, at least that’s what I tell myself. But I’ve got other things to worry about. Mainly, how to keep the Academy together while gnomes run rampant, foes attack, and the leadership struggles just to keep order.

I had everything I ever wanted, until my life was flipped upside down. Now, I’m suddenly being forced to live in my parent’s hometown, with complete strangers. Like my heart isn’t broken enough. Could I fall any further? Yes. Yes, I could. Why might that be? The Allstars - Xavier Knight, Hunter Asheville, and Tobias Holmes - Asheville High’s prestigious star football players. They’re my worst nightmare. But damn...why do they have to be so mouth-wateringly hot?

The Academy has been taken over by a mass murderer and no one knows but me. Last year, I fought Regent Nyquist and the forces that sought to destroy everything we hold dear...and lost. This year, I’ve agreed to be a spy, a double agent who aligns herself with the very person who killed people I care about and banished others. And it sucks worse than the domestic grout cleaning spells we’re now forced to learn.

I’ve done the unthinkable. I’ve crossed over to the dark side and teamed up with the Reaper Rejects, all in the name of taking down the Antonelli’s. We have a plan. A scary, dangerous plan. It could be a suicide mission or the salvation Black Creek desperately needs. As if taking on the ruling mafia family of the West Coast isn’t enough, my heart and mind are in a constant struggle for control of my emotions.

Fighting is what saved me. It shed the old me, and I became a newer shinier version of myself. Until it took away everything I loved. I gave up and tapped out. Then one day, she came back into my life and reminded me that some things are worth fighting for. Now, I'm fighting for us, day by day, proving to her that our happily ever after is worth fighting for.

Ramses' plan is dark. It can get darker, but not only am I here for it, I'm so ready. It's time to bring some justice in this town. It's time to open some f--king doors and be a voice for someone who didn't have one. My sister, Paige, didn't get to tell her story. What happened to her was covered up, and I'm going to prove that.

Of course, magic is real. Everybody knows that. Whatever. In my world magic sounds like major BS. But, when I’m accused of stealing and they’re about to arrest me, the item I took disappears from my hand as if by magic. WTF? Just like that, the Supernatural Academy swoops in and recruits me. But I don’t belong there, and everyone else agrees, including, Rowan Underwood, this rich and annoyingly handsome warlock who has it in for me. He’s investigating the theft of magical artifacts, and he thinks I’m involved.

He came into my life as my savior. All blood-soaked hands and deep blue eyes. But then he became so much more...he became my stalker. And now? Now he wants to put a ring on my finger and call me his wife. How could I possibly refuse when he’s offering me my one chance at redemption? Some loves are worth sacrificing everything for. Even when they turn deadly.

The body count is rising in Maywood Heights, and Royal seems determined to add to that number. He wants to take out those who hurt Paige - and I'm determined to stand by him, Knight, Jax, and LJ, to do what needs to be done. My sister will get justice in this town. She deserves it....I just hope the ultimate price in the end isn't our souls.

Chryseum Reformatory Academy aka the Asylum. This is where the rich send their screwed-up sons and daughters, delivering them to a prison in the Catskills of New York. The Asylum doesn’t cure. It camouflages, protecting old money from apples rotting on the family tree. They call me a psychopath, a lunatic, unhinged. But here, I am god. Now, say your prayers at the door, pet, because this is my senior year, my school, my world.

The Rogues were back in my life in private, but I had to endure the public spectacle of those intolerable Roguettes reclaiming their social positions…and my boys. Even though I knew it was a ruse, anger coursed through me every time the queen bee touched my man. Not fearing any consequences, Charlotte and her cronies pushed me past my breaking point. I gave them a beating they won’t soon forget, but my satisfaction was short-lived. Jail had a way of sucking the pleasure right out of you. But not the determination.

Till a mating link do us part. That was rule number 1 of the arrangement I struck up with my Alpha a few weeks after he arrived in Beaver Creek to solve a pack murder. Liam Kolane and I would have exclusive fun until my wolf clicked with its true mate or until I found a male keen on long-term, since Liam had zero interest in forever.

Being told that I'm not exactly human wasn't easy to accept. Neither was spending the last year training for what was to come on my 19th birthday, but I did it anyway. Feeling certain I'm ready for my new life, I soon realize nothing could have prepared me for the reality of it. Turns out, I'm the first descendant in decades to be born from two royal fae lines, but being special isn't always a good thing. All that training I did? Not so helpful when I find out a dark fae is looking to settle an old score - with me as his target.

Ten days ago, Jacob Knight waltzed back into my life and screwed it all up. Still, I helped him track the heir of a powerful werewolf family, and that was a win, but now I don’t know which way is up. My reality has shifted, pun intended. I’m not who I thought I was, and the changes are more than I can handle. As if that wasn’t enough, a new drug is ravaging my city, including the customers at my mate tracking agency. What gives? So as I try to come to terms with my new identity and I hide my new secret from the man I love, the world around me bursts into chaos.

Dead or alive, I find them. No one can hide from me, including people’s predestined mates. I can hook couples up better than Tinder. It’s my specialty. A year ago, I opened my own agency, and now that I’m finally looking out for number one, my bank account has regained its lost confidence. So, when Jake Knight suddenly returns, determined to drag me back into the dangerous life I used to lead - the same one where ramen was a staple, and I became homeless - I put my brand-new Louis Vuitton boot down.