LOGINClara Lane lives a fatal deception. She’s the enigmatic, most-wanted escort in the glitzy, cutthroat world of the city’s elite, an ultra-exclusive underground club where billionaires live out their worst dreams: The Velvet Den. But beneath the silk skirts and immaculate make-up sits a deadly secret. Clara is a rogue renegade she-wolf. She must survive in human territory by avoiding the ferocious local packs and affording her ailing brother’s life-saving medical treatments. Every night she coats her skin with a silver-laced chemical that burns her flesh in misery but keeps her wolf scent from giving her away. Enter Dominic Vance. By day, he was a ruthless billionaire mogul; by night, the most feared, untamed alpha king of the magical underground. Dominic is fed up with his pack leaders demanding an heir and tired of the shallow, submissive high-society she-wolves paraded before him. The beast within him is wild, restless, hungering for a true equal. Dominic expects only scorn from The Velvet Den to close a multibillion-dollar multinational deal. Then Clara goes inside his personal V.I.P. lounge. Their eyes meet, and the air is thick enough to choke on. Dominic's inner wolf roars in awful, primordial recognition through the heavy covering of her pharmaceutical perfume. She is his fated mate. The secret smell she’s drunk fills the room, locking her in place while Dominic’s overwhelming alpha scent intoxicates her. He is driven by a ferocious need to know all the secrets of those wonderful, fearful eyes. Clara knows that to give up to his touch is sure death for a rogue, yet her body betrays her, aching for his dominant embrace. In a world of wealth, danger, and raw flame, the billionaire Alpha will tear the city apart for what belongs to him.
View MoreThe high-altitude cloud gardens of the Eastern Realm drifted three thousand feet above the central spires of the Jade Dragon Citadel, suspended in a realm of perpetual, ethereal twilight. Here, where the thin line between the upper sky of Earth and the celestial veil blurred into translucent strips of golden light, gravity was only a suggestion.Huge terraces carved from white celestial jade floated serenely on oceans of pearlescent mist. Streams of liquid starlight poured from the edges of floating islands, tumbling away into the abyss below in shimmering ribbons that defied gravity, then vanishing into clouds of perfumed orchid vapor. Sun-Willows with silver bark, old, hung over crystal basins, their leaves aglow with a gentle amber radiance that cast an ageless glow over the hushed walkways.For three days after the signing of the Imperial Sky Defe
The boundary between Earth’s upper atmosphere and the hidden pocket-dimension of the Eastern Sky Dynasties was known as the Celestial Veil—a violent, thirty-thousand-foot wall of perpetual golden lightning, compressed ozone, and churning cloud-fire. For five centuries, this atmospheric barrier had rendered the floating dragon courts invisible to the surface world below, serving as a natural shield for the ancient shifters who ruled the skies.Today, that barrier parted.Hovering at the edge of the storm wall was the imperial flagship Vance Aegis, its gargantuan, void-shielded hull glinting in the harsh sunlight of the mesosphere. Trailing behind the main flagship were six streamlined, dark-steel diplomatic frigates—the Eclipse Envoys—their hulls coated in meteor-steel plating and trimmed with the silver fros
The sonic boom generated by the collision of absolute forces shattered the last floating monoliths inside the lunar vault.High above the subterranean chasm, Dominic and Clara hovered in mid-air, bathed in a blinding aura of fused energies. Dominic’s hundred-foot void shadow wings beat with rhythmic, terrifying power, casting waves of liquid black solar plasma into the freezing atmosphere. Across his broad chest, bare arms, and neck, the dark meteor-steel runic tattoos flared like burning black stars, canceling out the gravitational distortions created by the First Void Monarch’s singularity core.Even suspended hundreds of feet in the vacuum, Dominic’s massive left arm remained locked around Clara’s waist in an unyielding, possessive grip. He pulled her flush against his broad, scorching side, his granite jaw set, his grey e
The inner sanctum of the lunar fortress was a void within a void—a subterranean cavern so immense that the high-powered tactical torches attached to Valerie’s vanguard armor could not find the distant, vaulted ceiling.Here, gravity behaved unnaturally. Massive, broken monoliths of star-iron floated in silent, perpetual orbit around the center of the chamber, suspended by ancient gravitational tethers that hummed with a low, bone-deep resonance. The air was bone-chillingly cold, thick with the static reek of ozone, anti-matter, and a suffocating cosmic pressure that felt like the weight of a dying star pressing down on the chest of every mortal warrior in the room.The stasis tomb was a huge crystal sphere, almost two hundred feet across and made of a dark-matter quartz which was opaque. Floating in the center of the never-ending void it was






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