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He was a ruthless king capable of reducing another kingdom to rubble, stone by stone at a time. And I was to be his dutiful wife. There is no escaping the middle lands, the gloomy buffer between the human kingdom and the faerie realms. When my guardian is killed by the Wild Hunt after waiting twenty years to trade me for her human daughter, I’m left with no choice but to try. To find those who discarded me at birth, I must sneak into Faerie. But my deceased guardian left more than scars upon my heart. Debts are owed to the madam at the Lair of Lust, and I’m forced to repay them. My first client is a faerie king who offers to give me everything I’ve always wanted. The king will take me to Faerie if I make a blood vow to marry him. A collection of sweltering meetings fool me into believing his reasons for choosing me to be his queen—a changeling without so much as a name. For upon my arrival in his kingdom, I receive the answers I’ve craved and the truth behind his motives. My wonder and infatuation for the king and his wintry realm are snuffed by hatred and fear. Though loathing him is futile when venomous words and spiteful games only prove to excite him. Once again, I’m trapped. This time, with an enemy I cannot hide from. One with enough heat in his eyes to melt my resolve, and enough power at his frosted fingertips to accomplish his sinister goals.

Как принцесса солнечных фейри, Опал делала всё возможное, чтобы помочь своему королевству выстоять в битве с багровым народом. Но её родители выбрали для неё будущее, с которым она не хотела мириться. Убегая из замка, чтобы найти утешение в одиночестве, Опал не подозревала, что столкнется с судьбой, которую они все отчаянно надеялись избежать. Её нашёл король волков – скорее зверь, нежели человек; тиран, а не справедливый правитель. Он был гораздо, гораздо большим, чем казался. Вот только к тому моменту, как Опал это осознала, стало уже слишком поздно… Для её людей. Для её семьи. Для неё самой. Страхи Опал, её боль, её ненависть к…

A heartbroken faerie queen in search of an evening of escape awakens the heart of a grumpy wolf warrior who will bring kingdoms to their knees to claim her. When I was young, I was told that my true love would be a faerie king. I didn’t heed the warning.
I tumbled into love as soon as our eyes first met, unaware that he wasn’t what he seemed. My king wanted marriage, power, devotion, and a family. He had all but one, and as our kingdom stood upon the precipice of ruin, the weight of failure tore us apart.
Though it was not the war but his betrayal that sent me running to a foreign land. And straight into the arms of a one-eyed warrior. The wolf was a weapon of heartless destruction, a rogue without a real name, and nothing I was allowed to want.
A week spent within his city and the walls of his threadbare home was all it took to irrevocably change everything. And nothing at all. For there was no escaping the life I’d once thought I’d cherish forever. My kingdom was dying and my king would soon start searching for his missing queen.
Attempting to keep all I’d found in the heartache he’d caused would only create more. So I fled from the wolf who hadn’t learned my true identity, and I returned to my kingdom with a silent vow to heal my torn heart. I would try to forgive my faithless husband and accept my bloodstained future. But those meddlesome fates had other plans. The warrior I’d left without warning was born a hunter and conditioned to be a monster. An alpha in his own right, he would accept nothing less than what he hungered for.
Even if the battle of his life delivered our hearts to their doom and our kingdoms to their knees.
_ A standalone fantasy romance that takes place in the same world as The Savage and the Swan. Can be read on its own. Contains spice and a HEA. No cliffhanger.

I thought he'd always be mine,even when I was forced to say goodbye. We were never meant to let go, but it happened anyway. Too bad I didn’t know someone was waiting to take my place, or I would've held on a lot tighter. Two years later, we were exactly where we'd always planned to be.
I'd kept my promise. He'd forgotten all about his.
Not only had he moved on, but the person he'd moved on with was my best friend, leaving me to begin college with a broken heart. I guess this is the part where I’m supposed to tell you some other guy stepped in, repaired my shattered pieces, and made me smile again. This isn't that kind of story.
My heart might have been broken, but it refused to fall out of love.

Toby Hawthorne was an enigma. One I didn’t factor into my college plans.
I wasn’t looking for love.
I wasn’t not looking for it either.
And in that state of in-between, he found me. Unaware of the battle he fought everyday, I fell fast. By the time I found out, it was too late.
Because I wanted everything. Every broken, lost part of him.
I knew I couldn’t fix him.
I could only love him.
But I should’ve known better than to think that was enough.

Callum Welsh perfected the art of hating me when we were two kids who believed we’d be forced into marriage.
He thought I wanted it, but my only wish had been for him to leave me alone. Then one afternoon, he stole my first kiss. Despite all he’d done, everything changed after that.
As the years passed, our hearts thawed, and he no longer hated me. In fact, he loved me enough to make me his wife.
Until I ruined everything with one stupid mistake. That hatred returned in the form of cruel words and even crueler deeds. But we weren’t kids anymore. I could handle his brand of venom. He would be mine again, even if it cost me the remains of my heart.

For years, he’d watched me.
For months, he’d wanted me.
For weeks, he’d chased me. Relentless and infuriating, he turned my stubborn heart into something pliable and weak.
Sly and honest, he worked his way into my life as though he’d always planned to be the focal point of it. In love and naive, even when our future seemed bleak, I believed in us.
Heartbroken and desperate, I tore my bleeding heart from my chest, wanting only the best for him. In doing so, our forever wasn’t just interrupted. It was chased away with one irreversible decision after another.
And now, we could no longer see it beneath the heaping piles of debris we’d left in our wake.

Then he moved, his unsaid words fading into a kiss that would break a thousand rules and promises for years to come. Jackson Thorn was my best friend and worst enemy, but that didn’t stop me from wanting him. From first words to high school halls, our childhood years braided a bond that wove in a direction neither of us could predict or outgrow. Forbidden became a word we ignored. It wasn’t that we didn’t care. It was that we cared too much. We had it all planned out. We thought we could make it. We thought we’d been careful. But all we managed to do was prolong the inevitable. Our destruction.

Treacherous, sexy, and highly addictive. USA Today bestselling author Ella Fields delivers the conclusion to Audra’s story in this fast-paced dark fantasy romance. I have your queen. If you wish to see her again, you know what you need to do... After months of burgeoning peace, Queen Audra is doing her utmost to help Rosinthe further cleanse itself of the stains her father left in his wake. With the steadfast lord of the east at her side, and her estranged husband returning to his duties in the Sun Kingdom, it would appear that order has finally been restored. But nothing is ever as it seems. A mystical land has awakened, and after being locked unto itself for many years, its king wants more than answers. He and his realm are in need of something else, and he’ll stop at nothing to retrieve it. Hearts will break. Blood will spill. Desire will destroy. When two worlds collide, can love endure when vengeance must reign?

Heartless. Conceited. Shallow.
Three simple words to describe me. I had everything a girl could ask for, yet nothing I truly needed.
I'd made peace with who I was and the expectations set upon me long ago.
Only to have that peace shattered when a nameless hero rode into my world. I wasn't allowed to have him.
Too bad I never cared much for the word no. Because I'd soon learn the hard way that too much self-indulgence could result in incurable consequences.

It didn't matter how young we were.
We just knew.
Forever was stamped on our hearts, no matter what forces tried to keep us apart.
They tried, and they failed. We were happy.
We lived, we loved, and we made plans.
But as the years went by, we watched helplessly as those plans faded into dusty aspirations. Yet we endured.
Time and time again, we came out stronger.
Until life threw the ultimate test our way, and he surrendered. Defeated and desperate, he made a choice.
One that tore all our promises in two—leaving me pregnant, alone, and terrified. Now he's free, and that love is still there.
It's everything else that's changed.