A Wager for The Siren
Two boys made a wager to make a siren princess fall in love. Neither expected her to choose them both.
In 2036, humans and supernatural beings share the same world—but peace doesn’t mean equality, and centuries-old rivalries are far from forgotten.
Eighteen-year-old Amelia Corvo has spent her entire life behind the protection of one of the supernatural world’s most powerful royal families. As the sheltered, fiercely guarded heir to the Siren Crown, Amelia knows exactly what is expected of her: protect her family’s name, obey the traditions of her bloodline, and most importantly, stay far away from boys who have every reason to want a princess.
Then she meets Felix Ashford and Dante Lennox.
Felix is fae royalty in everything but title—beautiful, arrogant, dangerously charming, and accustomed to getting exactly what he wants.
Dante is the heir to one of the most powerful werewolf families—brooding, possessive, infuriating, and far more difficult for Amelia to ignore than she’d like.
What Amelia doesn’t know is that her sudden place at the center of their attention began with something neither boy ever expected her to discover:
a wager.
What begins as a competition soon becomes dangerously real as attraction turns into attachment, ancient rivalries resurface, and secrets surrounding Amelia’s bloodline begin clawing their way out of the past.
Because something about the Siren Princess has been hidden for eighteen years.
And falling for two boys may be the least dangerous thing Amelia Corvo is about to do.
Welcome to Helix Supernatural Academy.
Where blood determines power, love creates enemies, and some wagers were never meant to be won.
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty: The First CrownAmelia did not answer Maximilian.She stared at his message until the screen went dark.Then she turned the phone facedown.Absolutely not.It was three seventeen in the morning.She had classes in five hours.She had spent the afternoon nearly losing her mind because Dante Lennox had discovered the exact spot beneath her ear that apparently disconnected her brain from the rest of her body.She had kissed Felix until she’d forgotten they were standing in a rehearsal room.She had admitted she was nervous.They had stopped.She had survived.That was enough emotional development for one day.She was not discussing an ancient supernatural consciousness with her resurrected brother before sunrise.Her phone buzzed again.She ignored it.Again.“No.”Again.Amelia grabbed it.MAX: I know you’re awake.Her eyes narrowed.AMELIA: I hate you.Three dots appeared instantly.MAX: Good. Did it speak to you?AMELIA: Goodnight.MAX: Amelia.AMELIA: Maximilian.MAX: Don’t do that.AMELIA: Do what?
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Chapter: Chapter Nineteen: The Morning After Nothing HappenedAmelia woke warm.That was the first thing she noticed.The second was that she couldn’t move.Her eyes opened slowly.Ceiling.Morning light.Blanket.An arm around her waist.Another hand resting loosely around her ankle.Amelia stared upward.Oh.Right.She turned her head.Dante was behind her.At some point during the night, the careful arrangement of three separate sections of the sofa had completely collapsed. Amelia was curled against Dante’s chest, his arm draped around her middle, his face buried somewhere near the top of her hair.Felix was at the opposite end.Her legs were still across his lap.His hand rested around her ankle.Both men were asleep.Amelia remained perfectly still.This was—nice.Dangerously nice.She should move.Immediately.She didn’t.Instead, she looked at Dante.Sleeping Dante was different.No arrogance.No smirk.No wolfish intensity.Just a man.His hair had fallen over his forehead.Amelia studied him.Then carefully turned toward Felix.Felix
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Chapter: Chapter Eighteen: No Wagers, No PropheciesAmelia Corvo wanted one normal night.Apparently, this was an unreasonable request.She stood in the middle of her bedroom at Corvo House while Elara held up two pairs of pajamas as though presenting military strategy.“Black.”“No.”“Blue.”“No.”“Then what exactly are you looking for?”Amelia stared into her closet.“Something normal.”Elara lowered both sets.“You own a tiara specifically for breakfast.”“It was a gift.”“You have silk slippers embroidered with your family crest.”“Also a gift.”“Your bathrobe has pearls.”Amelia turned.“I didn’t ask for the pearls.”Elara stared at her.Amelia sighed.“Fine. The blue.”Elara handed them over.Then paused.“Why are we choosing pajamas?”Amelia froze.Too late.Elara’s eyes narrowed.“Amelia.”“Nothing.”“There it is.”“What?”“The face.”“I don’t have a face.”“You absolutely do.”Amelia took the pajamas.“I’m staying in tonight.”“Wonderful.”“With Felix and Dante.”Silence.Elara slowly sat down.Amelia frowned.“What?”“Repeat
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Chapter: Chapter Seventeen: The Things We ChooseLegolas Maximilian Velore snored.Not loudly.Just enough to destroy whatever remained of Maximilian Corvo’s reputation as a terrifying resurrected prince.Max sat completely still on the sofa.Legolas’s head rested against his chest now, one small fist twisted into the fabric of Max’s shirt.Isolde sat beside them.Amelia stood across the room watching her brother stare at his sleeping son as though someone had handed him the most fragile thing in existence.Which, perhaps, they had.“Max.”He didn’t look up.“Hm?”“You can breathe.”“I am breathing.”“Barely.”“He’s asleep.”Amelia’s mouth twitched.“Children generally survive breathing.”Max finally looked at her.“I’ve been a father for approximately three hours.”“Eight years.”His expression changed.Amelia immediately regretted it.“Sorry.”Max looked back down.“No.”His thumb moved gently over Legolas’s curls.“You’re right.”Silence.“I’ve been his father for eight years.”The words were quiet.“I just wasn’t there.”Isolde
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Chapter: Chapter Sixteen: What Fate ForgotIsolde Ashford had broken seventeen international supernatural traffic laws before reaching the airport.She knew because Lucien had counted.“Red light.”“I saw it.”“Apparently not.”“I chose not to acknowledge it.”“That’s not how traffic laws work.”“Then stop counting.”“Seventeen.”Isolde tightened her hands around the steering wheel.Amelia sat beside her.“Perhaps I should drive.”“No.”Both Lucien and Isolde answered simultaneously.Amelia frowned.“I can drive.”Lucien looked at her through the rearview mirror.“You drove into a fountain.”“Once.”“Last month.”“It was decorative.”“It was twelve feet wide.”“I misjudged.”Isolde would have laughed on any other day.Today she couldn’t.Her son was in Massachusetts.Maximilian was alive.Maximilian had found him.The Black Tide had found him.And somehow Isolde was supposed to remain sane through all three facts.Her phone rang.She nearly drove onto the pavement.“Isolde.”Amelia grabbed the wheel.“I’ve got it.”Isolde snat
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Chapter: Chapter Fifteen: Blood Calls to BloodMaximilian Corvo did not believe in coincidence.Not anymore.Eight years beneath death’s veil had cured him of that particular luxury.He stood beside a dark roadside somewhere outside Vienna, one hand pressed against the side of the black vehicle while the hooded man watched him.The sensation had vanished.But Max could still feel the shape of it.Not Amelia.Amelia’s magic was unmistakable now.Bright.Restless.Threefold.This had been different.Smaller.Younger.And somehow—his.Max turned.“Where are we going?”The hooded figure remained beside the vehicle.“You’ve asked that three times.”“Then answer differently.”“You aren’t in a position to make demands.”Max laughed.The sound was low.Almost pleasant.Then he crossed the distance between them so quickly the man barely had time to react.Max’s hand closed around his throat.Black magic flared around the hooded figure’s wrists.Max ignored it.“Eight years ago, I let people tell me what position I was in.”His black eyes
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The Sherova Chronicles: House of Lies
Book One of The Sherova Chronicles
In the glittering city-state of Sherova, power is inherited, marriages are strategic, and every elite family has something to hide.
For eight years, Ava Greenmore sacrificed everything to help build her husband’s legal empire—until one devastating betrayal shattered the life she thought she knew. Determined to reclaim her future, Ava walks away from the powerful Moore dynasty, unaware that her own past holds a secret capable of changing Sherova forever.
As ancient bloodlines, hidden fortunes, and dangerous alliances begin to surface, Ava finds herself drawn to the one man powerful enough to challenge an empire—Jace Moore.
But beneath the city’s glittering skyline lies an even greater mystery. Buried beneath Sherova is a forgotten world waiting to rise, and the truth could ignite a war that will change everything.
Power. Betrayal. Legacy. Some lies destroy lives. Others reshape history.
Welcome to Sherova.
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Chapter: Beneath the City of CrownsThe stranger did not move.Neither did Jace.The tunnel seemed to narrow around them, ancient brick walls swallowing every breath until even the sound of dripping water felt intrusive.Ava could hear only three things.Her own heartbeat.The distant rumble of Sherova above their heads.And Jace’s measured breathing directly in front of her.He hadn’t looked back once.He simply stood between her and the stranger as though the decision required no thought at all.It unsettled her more than she wanted to admit.Not because she believed she needed protecting.Because no one had ever stepped in front of danger for her without expecting something in return.Not Lance.Not the Moore family.Not the lawyers she had once called colleagues.Jace had done it instinctively.That frightened her in an entirely different way.The stranger’s gloved fingers rested lightly atop the silver cane.“You always did have impeccable timing, Mr. Moore.”Jace’s expression remained unreadable.“I’ve never met y
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Chapter: The Price of BloodSilence.Not the peaceful kind.The dangerous kind.The kind that settled over a room moments before someone made a decision that could never be undone.Elite Restaurant had gone completely still.Crystal glasses rested halfway to lips.Forks hovered over expensive entrees.A violinist stopped playing in the middle of a note, the unfinished melody dissolving into an uneasy hush that seemed to ripple through the entire dining room.Nobody looked away.Not when Lance Moore stood opposite Ava.Not when Jace Moore positioned himself almost imperceptibly between them.Not when Rebecca’s perfectly rehearsed smile began to crack.Sherova loved scandals.But this…This was history.The Moore family had never fractured in public.Until now.Lance smiled.It was the smile Ava had once mistaken for confidence.Now she recognized it for what it truly was.Control.Or rather…a desperate attempt to regain it.He slipped one hand into his pocket, his posture loose enough to appear relaxed to anyone
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Chapter: The House of MooreSherova did not sleep.It watched.By dawn, the city had already begun digesting yesterday’s rumors, reshaping them into polished lies and whispered truths that traveled faster than the morning financial reports.News helicopters circled above Moorecrest.Luxury sedans lined Imperial Road.Satellite vans crowded behind wrought-iron gates where reporters stood in thousand-dollar coats pretending patience while waiting for the first member of House Moore to make a mistake.They wouldn’t.Not publicly.The Moore family had survived four generations of scandals because they understood something few dynasties ever truly learned.Truth was irrelevant.Control was everything.Christian Moore stood alone in the east gallery overlooking the estate.The mansion stretched across nearly forty acres, every stone imported from Italy, every column hand carved, every garden meticulously designed to appear effortless despite requiring dozens of full-time groundskeepers.Visitors called it beautiful.C
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Chapter: The Woman Who Broke House MooreBy sunrise, Sherova belonged to Ava Greenmore.Not because she owned it.Because no one could stop talking about her.The first headline appeared at 5:17 a.m.THE BILLION-DOLLAR DIVORCE THAT SHOOK SHEROVASix minutes later another followed.AVA GREENMORE LEAVES HOUSE MOORE WITH BILLIONSBy six o’clock, financial publications had picked up the story.At seven, business analysts began speculating how twenty-five percent of Lance Moore’s personal holdings disappearing overnight would affect Moore & Moore’s voting structure.By eight…every breakfast table in the Elite Quarter was discussing only one thing.Ava Greenmore.Sherova had always awakened quietly.Private chefs prepared breakfast in estates hidden behind iron gates.Luxury vehicles departed compound after compound with military precision.Helicopters lifted executives from rooftop pads toward Financial District towers.Gardeners trimmed imported hedges worth more than most homes south of the Crown River.From above, everything
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Chapter: Twenty-Five PercentThe doors of Moorecrest closed behind Ava with the slow certainty of a vault sealing shut.For a heartbeat, she remained standing beneath the towering limestone archway, one hand resting on the cold bronze handle.She did not look back.Not at the marble staircase where she had once waited for Lance after another impossible workday.Not at the grand ballroom where she had smiled through charity galas beside people who measured kindness by tax deductions.Not at the east garden where Lance had promised her forever beneath imported cherry blossoms that had never belonged to Sherova’s soil.Those memories no longer belonged to her.Neither did the house.Rain drifted softly across Imperial Road, turning the polished black pavement into a mirror that reflected the towering estates surrounding Moorecrest. Beyond the iron gates, the Elite Quarter stretched across the hills like a kingdom suspended above the rest of the city. Every mansion stood behind walls of imported stone. Private securi
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Chapter: The Cost of BetrayalSherova had always rewarded appearances.It rewarded polished smiles over honest conversations.Perfect marriages over faithful ones.Power over principle.By sunrise, the city would wake believing it was another ordinary Thursday.Stock markets would open.Judges would step into courtrooms.Private helicopters would begin lifting from rooftop pads across the Financial District.The newspapers would celebrate billion-dollar mergers.No one would know that somewhere beneath the city…Someone had declared war.⸻Emergency lighting flooded Jace Moore’s executive floor in crimson.The polished marble reflected flashing security lights while automated steel barriers slammed into place throughout the building.One after another.Boom.Boom.Boom.The entire headquarters sealed itself like a fortress.Ava instinctively stepped backward.“What was that?”Jace didn’t answer immediately.His eyes remained fixed on the dark hallway beyond the glass conference room.Then—Another gunshot.Closer.
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