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What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas… Until you wake up married to three dangerous silver fox bikers. My fiancé dumped me during my bachelorette party. So when three hot bikers offer to make me forget, I did what anyone would do—I rode them until sunrise. They gave me the wildest ride of my life. And forget I did. In fact, I have absolutely no memory of last night. All I know is I drunk-married three bikers twice my age.

In the twisted halls of Wicked Academy's second year, nothing is as it seems. Surviving Year One was just the beginning. Now in the Faerie realm, where time bends and memories fade like morning mist, I discover the true meaning of wickedness. With each passing hour, the line between ally and enemy blurs beyond recognition. The bonds I forged with my three paranormal princes crack beneath the weight of unspoken truths.

Surviving year two left more than scars. It awakened something ancient within me—something the academy can no longer ignore. Now cast into a realm of ash and bone, where the dead walk and the living bleed magic to survive, I find myself not just battling beasts and illusions, but the shadows of my own bloodline. The throne I never wanted whispers my name in every flame. And I'm no longer sure the glamour I wear is hiding me…or holding me back.

When my ex left me at the altar a year ago, I wanted to curl up and disappear. I'd saved myself for that jerk—only to be betrayed. Time to ditch the good girl act. I strap on my highest heels and go out to find a man. But instead of finding one man, I find three—my best friend's brothers and their hockey coach. And they all want only me.

My momma died when I was young, and as for my dad… well, I'd be better off without him. But now that he owes the Bratva, they kidnap me and say I have to pay Daddy's debts with my freaking V-card. I don't have much hope left… not until I meet three of the highest bidders at my auction.

When Micah and Memphis Blackwood landed in my ER, I had no clue they played for my Dad's hockey team. Daddy always told me to stay away from his players, but I've never been good at following his rules. The twins are double the trouble with broad shoulders, rock-hard abs, and killer smiles. They had me screaming their names and begging for more.

I never thought I'd willingly walk into the dragon's den, but here I am—Gwenivere, the only girl stupid enough to infiltrate the infamous Wicked Academy. Oh, and did I mention I'm a hybrid? Part vampire, part witch, and now, part boy... at least as far as anyone here knows. Infiltrating the all-male Wicked Academy wasn't my smartest move. I thought I was prepared for anything. Turns out, I wasn't ready for the vicious bullying, the cutthroat classes, or the three devastatingly handsome paranormal princes who've made tormenting me their new favorite hobby.

My daddy taught me better. I should've known not to drink too much tequila… And sext all three of his hot-as-sin best friends. But Alto, the very bossy VP, makes my heart race faster than his bike. And Colt is a walking, talking wet dream. One look from his smoldering green eyes sets my panties on fire. Then there's Bane… He won't open up about his past, but I just want to suck the scars off his lips. Waking up sandwiched between the three of them is a fantasy come true. But all hell will break loose once Daddy finds out his angel is getting passed around by his biker buddies…

Since most of the world died on Death Day, I've been on the move with my little brother, trying to find a safe haven. The constant fight for our survival is wearing me down to nothing, as my walls grow higher with each new betrayal. Most days, it takes everything I have to keep it together. So when I finally get to Kicks' pack in Arkansas, the place seems too good to be true. Kicks seems too good to be true. Just when I'm on the verge of accepting that I've found somewhere safe for us, I realize there's one last threat that can't be fixed: me.

What's worse than having a drink dumped all over me on my birthday? Sucker punching the guy that did it… And then finding out he's a dangerous Bratva boss. I went to the Velvet Lounge to celebrate my 21st birthday, and escape my father's iron grip. He secretly betrothed me to his client's son… Now, I'm expected to marry him on my birthday! Instead, I bumped into Andrey Belov. Actually, he crashed into me, spilling his sticky, sweet drink all over me.

The darkness within me grows stronger every day, threatening to consume the person I once was. I crave the company of Kicks and the others I love—and yet fear to let them close to the monster I am becoming. So when Death calls in her bargain and tells me to go to Scotland, I'm eager to end the debt I owe her. But her vengeance is sure to bring more pain and heartache. Instead of the healing I seek, I'll surely form more enemies and dole out more death. The end of this bargain might destroy any hope of a new beginning…

I'm in desperate need of a fresh start. My new job? A live-in nanny gig. My new bosses? Three hockey gods who all want only me. Talk about a power play… I nearly burned the house down on my first day on the job. Now I'm burning up the sheets with all three of these smokin' hot men.

What's worse than having a drink dumped all over me on my birthday? Sucker punching the guy that did it… And then finding out he's a dangerous Bratva boss. I went to the Velvet Lounge to celebrate my 21st birthday and escape my father's iron grip. He secretly betrothed me to his client's son… Now, I'm expected to marry him on my birthday! Instead, I bumped into Andrey Belov. Actually, he crashed into me, spilling his sticky, sweet drink all over me. He oozes confidence, power, and… danger. Not to mention, he's drop-dead gorgeous. And he awakens a desire in me that I can't control.

I thought I was a fake, a spiritual guide doling out nothing more than a placebo effect to the pack. Turns out I'm more legitimate than anyone realizes—and more deadly. It doesn't matter whether I'm the real thing or not, whether the pack has accepted me or not, because Duncan's mate never will and she's in charge. As long as he still wants me in his bed, she'll want me in a grave.

No warning. No explanation. Few survivors. Now we're all trying to get by as society collapses around us. Survival is a battle and it's getting worse every day. Food is scarce and the shelves are all bare. Finding medication for my little brother is impossible, and my desperation is growing as my options narrow.