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I never wanted to inherit a title; I was doing just fine living estranged from my father, making my own rules. Now that he's dead, I'm the new Duke, and people have expectations of me. The first one is to find myself a Duchess. Olivia Adams is innocent to the world, and far too naive to its cruelty. When her brother betrays me, she comes to me and begs me to spare his life, then she makes a deal with the devil. One she can't go back from. All men of title need heirs, and Olivia's going to learn that Bad Dukes don't play fair.

Socialite Lily Montgomery has done her best to stay out of the spotlight since her mother's death. For five years, she's carried the burden of being an heiress—felt the pressures of upholding her legacy. But she never once believed she was in danger. Until her car is chased and run off the road. Lily can't shake the feeling that the horrific crash was more than a random act of violence. It felt personal. As if someone wanted her to feel terrified and helpless.

With my magicae unleashed, I should be in the perfect position to harness the powers of a soul witch. My primordium is stronger than ever, and at Necos's castle, I'm finally safe—free to explore the true depths of my abilities without fear of exposure.

Once upon a time? Um, no. Because that's how fairytales start, and Ivy Addison is no princess. In fact, she's very happy being an absolute nobody. She doesn't have glass slippers or a trust fund or "graces"—and she's pretty sure she doesn't need rescuing. She also most definitely isn't overworked as the housekeeper for a rowdy pack of royals... and she certainly has no feelings for any of them. Well, aside from Asher, the Crown Prince and star of all her mortifying dreams. Or Sebastian, the oh-so-charming baron who always has a smile just for her.

Elzora has discovered the truth of her magicae. She's a soul witch, a type that's been hunted to extinction because they're too powerful. Not only does she need to learn all she can about this new world as quickly as possible, but she and her men must fight to keep her alive until she matures, when she'll be the unstoppable Primordial Queen. The crown has declared her the rightful ruler, the heir to Mitagus. When danger lurks around every corner and you're missing crucial bits of information, how do you gain the upper hand?

With his band Arcadia Echo, Grayson stole Briella's breath the day she first photographed them, thanks to his sensual eyes, soul-searching lyrics, and confident sensitivity wrapped in passionate talent. But his pack is Alphas known for waiting on the perfect Omega—someone who doesn't exist. Someone who isn't Briella.

Jesamine (Jez) Jacobs is making waves and calling her own shots in the singer-songwriter circuit across the southwest of England. What she doesn't need is a snarky rock band owning the crowds she plays for. She has her own fans, and there's no way theirs will accept her. But when Ash Knightley, head of the country's leading artist management company, selects her to open this headlining band's next tour, she'll have to share a stage and play nice with the band members—the pack who sidelined her career three years earlier.

Rage and bloodlust have been the only things fueling my soul for the last one hundred years. Revenge has been the only thing holding my sanity together. Until his shadows curl around my throat and all I can think about is his revenge. I don't want to be loved, but he doesn't know the meaning of the word no.

Eight years ago, the boys I loved disappeared without a word. Now they've returned—older, more powerful, and with secrets in their eyes. They say we're witches. That we're bound by magicae. That my grandmother was hiding something from me—something even more dangerous than grief.

I have a stalker. A masked man who watches me from the shadows. A guardian who says he's there to protect me—to help me heal from almost dying at the hands of another man. He says he's willing to do anything to help me move on. That I needn't be afraid of him. I agree to keep him my secret and share how much I'm truly struggling. In return, he guards me. Even if it means guarding me from himself.