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⚠️ WARNING 18+ content In the brutal empire of Noxus, Vespera Vance is a ghost. To the royal court, she is merely a silent, masked servant, a worthless "null" born without magic. They don't know her true name. They don't know she is the last surviving heir of the slaughtered Shadow Dynasty. Above all, they don't know that King Malakor Drakos, the ruthless, ice-cold tyrant sitting on the Obsidian Throne, is the very man who executed her father in cold blood. Vespera lives for one purpose: Vengeance. Her opportunity arrives in blood and fire. King Malakor suffers from a dark, rotting shadow-curse that decays his flesh and drives him to near madness. During a chaotic attempt on his life, Vespera is forced to make physical contact with the king. She expects her lethal bare skin to drain him dead. Instead, her secret Void Touch drinks the decaying shadow magic right out of his veins. For the first time in ten years, the terrifying Death King feels absolute, breathless relief. And a dark, ravenous, uncontrollable heat. Captured and dragged into his private fortress, Vespera is bound to Malakor by a secret contract. By day, she is his captive shadow. By night, she is forced into his bedchamber, her bare skin pressed against his, absorbing his curse to keep him sane. It is the perfect trap. She is close enough to slide a dagger into his heart. The problem? Every skin-on-skin touch ignites a primal, overwhelming fire between them that neither can control. Her body betrays her hatred, craving the monster who destroyed her world. As the line between strategic seduction and raw, explosive obsession disintegrates, Vespera faces an agonizing choice: Avenge her father’s blood... or surrender to the tyrant who would burn the entire realm to keep her in his bed.

“What made you think you had the right,” he asked softly, dangerously, “to question me, little omega?” Her pulse thundered in her skin, loud enough she was sure he could hear it. Hunter inhaled. His eyes darkened. A slow smirk spread across his face. “Such a dirty little vixen,” he murmured slowly. “I can smell your arousal.” Her head shook frantically, panic flooding her features. “No— I—” “I’m here asking a question,” he continued, his voice low and intimate, “and you’re getting aroused?” ****. Athena had always been the outcast of her pack, the omega with a weak wolf and no value. Her pack used her, beat her and worked her like a slave. And when her fated mate, the Alpha’s younger brother rejected her, whatever remained of her spirit shattered. She became invisible. But her life took an even darker turn the day she was kidnapped and auctioned off to a beta of black moon territory as an offer to the most feared being in all the packs—THE CURSED LYCAN KING. A dragon and lycan hybrid. Hunter, the Cursed King, needed a breeder. Every woman in the realm feared even hearing his name, terrified of the curse that lived within him. So when an omega, a weak wolf was offered to him, he cursed the moment his beta was ever born. She was too fragile and too breakable that carrying his child could very well kill her. What he didn’t know was that Athena was the last Silver Wolf alive. And the moment his teeth grazed her skin, her power exploded to life. Now, enemies and Alphas are plotting. And Hunter, the monster everyone fears finds himself willing to burn kingdoms to nothing in order to protect the one woman he never expected to want…

A betrayed politician’s wife. A rebel alpha with nothing to lose. A town crawling with secrets. And a war waiting to ignite between blood and fang. Calla Hart thought the worst thing her husband could do was cheat. She was wrong. After catching Senator Blake Hart in bed with a vampire and learning he’s part of the Crimson Order, a vampire mafia that wants her blood. Calla runs. Not for love but for survival. Because what’s in her veins isn’t normal. She hides in Ravenridge, a decaying supernatural border town where monsters walk like men and shadows bite back. A place where the veil between worlds is wearing thin. There, she crashes—literally—into Axel Cain, the 20-year-old Alpha of the Vanguard Pack, a feral biker gang that patrols Ravenridge like outlaw wolves. Axel doesn’t do politics. Doesn’t do mates. And definitely doesn’t do soft, wealthy women from the city. But something in Calla’s scent sets his wolf on fire. And when he learns who she’s running from—and what she really is—he makes a choice that will cost him everything: Keep her close. Claim her. And start a war that could burn the veil between their worlds. --- Extra Note for Readers This is a slow-burn paranormal romance with steamy heat, deep emotions, and an age-gap dynamic. She’s older, hunted, and secretly powerful. He’s younger, dominant, and doesn’t play nice. Together, they might save the town… or destroy it.