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He stole her to save his heart. The court's plan was to take hers. Wren Calloway mends locks in a border village, and she has one rule: never leave anything open. Ten years ago she left a gate unlatched — and the fae took her mother through it. On Tithe Night, Prince Rhydian Thornveil breaks his own court's law in front of the whole village. He doesn't take the tithe. He takes her. His heart is turning to black briar-wood, thorn by thorn — the curse that unmade his father. In twenty-nine days the last thorn reaches the centre, and the court will have to kill the thing on the throne. Only one pair of hands can cut the curse-thorn free: hands that can hold cold iron without burning. An iron-hand. Wren is the first found in a hundred years. What the court isn't telling her: their original cure was simpler. Her living heart, grafted in place of his dying one. The prince burned that order before he ever saw her face — and his refusal is treason. Bound by a bargain she negotiated herself — thirty days, her craft for her family's safety and her free departure at the Solstice — Wren must survive a palace of beautiful liars, a regent who calls her "our little remedy," and a prince who is ruthless to everyone except her. Because some things cannot be taken, bought, or bargained for. They can only be given. Stolen by the Fae Prince is a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers fae romantasy with a cursed prince, a competent heroine, lethal court etiquette, and a bargain with teeth. Book 1 of The Veilbound Courts — HFN ending, series HEA guaranteed.

She was born with a heart that should have belonged to no one. Lyra Veyne has spent eighteen years believing she is an ordinary village girl. She knows nothing about her mysterious silver birthmark, the nightmares that follow her, or the strange way the forest seems to whisper her name. Until her eighteenth birthday. That night, twelve ancient bells ring for the first time in centuries—and four powerful men arrive at her doorstep. A ruthless prince. A cursed lord of shadows. An immortal prince with secrets. A warrior king who refuses to kneel. They come for Lyra because she is the last Heart Queen, a legendary woman whose magic can awaken, bind, and destroy the hearts of kings. They were supposed to capture her. They were supposed to hate her. Instead, something impossible happens. Their heartstones begin beating whenever she is near. As Lyra is drawn deeper into the dark world of Veyrith, she discovers that the four men aren't strangers. They have loved her before—in lives she cannot remember—and each lifetime has ended in blood, betrayal, and death. But the ancient prophecy everyone fears may be a lie. Someone has rewritten history. Someone has spent centuries hiding the truth. And the immortal Hollow King, Malachor, is willing to destroy kingdoms to claim Lyra's heart. Now Lyra must choose between the destiny forced upon her and the future she wants for herself. Because the four men may be willing to give her their hearts... But Lyra refuses to belong to anyone. Four kings. One queen. Four hearts. And when the Heart Queen finally awakens, every crown in the kingdom will have to choose: Kneel before her—or burn with her.

I wrote a dark romance full of red flags. Cyrus Crest was a Possessive billionaire., Obsessive and dangerous. The kind readers eat up. Then I spilled coffee on my laptop… and woke up inside my own unfinished book. Now I’m stuck as the heroine, face-to-face with Cyrus Crest, the exact man I created and the exact type I hate. I can’t change anything I’ve already written. I can’t tell him this is a book. And every time I try to run, the plot drags me right back to him. I was supposed to stay and let him help me up. I scrambled away and ran instead. He noticed. Now the red flag I wrote is looking at me like I’m the only thing that doesn’t obey him… and he’s decided I’m his. I hate him. I created him. And somehow, I’m the one who has to survive him long enough to write the ending.

“At least you could tell me your name,” she said. He was quiet for a long moment, then said, “Aleron Dravenhart.” Aleron Dravenhart? What an ancient sounding name, she thought. “I’m Seraphine. Seraphine Clarke.” She held her hand out toward him and waited patiently for him to take it. When he finally did, and his skin met hers, Seraphine felt a jolt of something she couldn’t identify pass between them. He felt it, too. She saw the flash of surprise in his eyes before he had the chance to disguise it. And somehow, it made her feel better to know that he was no happier about that flash than she was. Her body was awakening to sensations she’d blocked for five years. And the raw ache within threatened to bring her to her knees. She stood up and backed away, as if distance from this mysterious man could make everything she’d felt drain away. It didn’t help. _______ When Seraphine Clarke found a man passed out in her front yard one morning, she had no idea how offering to help him would change her life. She'd helped him. Invited her into her home. But what she didn't know was that she'd invited danger into her life as well, and life as she knew and understood it was about to change. She'd introduced herself into the world of magic, witches, danger, blood and more importantly, vampires. ... What happens when she falls in love with one?

For two years I was in a relationship with Raymond, but nobody knew about us. I kept his secrets, and loved him with everything I had. Her repaid me by screwing my stepsister and plotting with her to steal my inheritance from my grandfather. They planned to humiliate me at my own birthday party. But I overheard every word. Now I’m turning their plan against them. My weapon is Caspian Ashford, the ice-cold hockey captain who has never let anyone close. I only meant to use him for revenge. But after a one night stand, everything changed. Now he won’t let me go, and the closer we get, the harder it is to remember which of us is playing whom. “I’m a jealous lover, Kim. I don’t share.” Will Caspian break his rules and be with me? What happens when Raymond finds out that I gave my first time to his hockey rival?

Killed in her homeworld, Bianca Isolde Romano wakes up in the body of a noblewoman named Isolde von Valmont. It turns out Isolde appears in the novels of the man often read to his subordinates, who also happens to be Isolde's real-life killer. Strangely, he never finds Isolde's name mentioned in the revenge-themed novel. Thinking of herself as a supporting character, Isolde intended to live comfortably as a Duke's wife. However, reality turned out to be different when it was revealed that she was the woman who had to kill her own husband.

Elara has always believed she is ordinary—until a mysterious power awakens within her. Kael, the kingdom’s feared crown prince, hides a dangerous curse and secrets buried in his past. When their paths collide, an unexpected connection binds them together. With the kingdom on the brink of destruction, they must uncover the truth before their growing attraction becomes their greatest weakness, or their only hope.

On a night swallowed by darkness, a mysterious girl becomes the only light guiding the path of a wounded man. He stumbles through the forest, his body covered in blood and deep wounds, until his strength finally gives out and he collapses into the cold mud. Seeing him fall, the girl rushes to his side. She tries to lift him, but her slender body is far too fragile to carry a man built like him. Then their skin touches. Her trembling hand brushes against his chest, where a brutal wound—nearly five centimeters deep—cuts through his flesh. And then something impossible happens. The wound disappears beneath her touch. The man slowly opens his eyes. He is not human.