FAZER LOGINTwo 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.
Ver maisAmelia 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?
Amelia 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
Amelia 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
Legolas 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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