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When I'm handed the crown and labeled Vampire Queen, I know I have a lot of catching up to do. It doesn't help that I'm also a Witch with wonky magick and have no place in my father's Coven. Already involved with a forbidden love, I find myself drawn to two hot refugees who've landed on my doorstep for asylum.

Fighting for my life, I manage to escape my captor, showing everyone that they don’t call me the Black Widow for nothing. But my torment and torture has left a hole in my soul that cannot be repaired, not in Manchester anyway. Not even in England. It’s only when the big bad assassin takes me to his home in Ireland to recuperate, with the rest of my men following us, that I find a sense of peace fall over me.

Being Queen of the Demons is an easy gig. Rule, discipline, a maim here and there, and most importantly, have fun while I’m doing it. That is, until it suddenly doesn’t fulfill me anymore. I’m searching for more. Something meaningful. The Devil isn’t supposed to feel, and yet....

Owning an elite escort agency definitely isn't boring, but one day, one darkly gorgeous and aloof client sets me on a collision course beyond my control. Entangled with four men who make dangerous look like sugar and puppies, I'm swept up in their world with no way out. Will the darkness they're involved in ruin me, or will I find that it thrills me

Not only am I the Devil's daughter, I'm also hell's heiress and the fifth horseman. What could possibly go wrong with this? Quite a bit, if you think about it. I'm Phoenyx Mara. My mother is the Devil, and my father is the infamous horseman of War and a massive obstacle to finding love. But I have my idea of how I want my life to go, and it includes a male I can spend eternity with. Finding "Mr. Right" in hell isn't easy, but I'm not short of suitors to give it a damn good go. On top of this, I learn exactly what I was created for, and the past comes back to haunt me in a big way.

When the Alpha of the Silvercrest Pack dies, I’m in line to take his place. I don’t want it, but it’s my responsibility, so suck it up, yeah? I’m not happy when I find that with the role comes a Fated Mate that I want nothing to do with. I’m not one to settle down. I like playing the field. I live for it.

My 30th birthday was supposed to be a turning point in my life. It wasn’t supposed to turn it upside down. Learning that the monsters that lurk in the dark are real, and it’s my sworn duty to hunt and slay them, isn’t exactly how I wanted to celebrate this milestone birthday.

Being snatched off the street should be scary, right? Wrong! I'm an omega with a strong instinct to make the best of a bad situation. Armed with my designer handbag full of junk, and the brooding, hot alpha who's crossed over to my side, he ensures my safety by handing me over to his estranged brother's pack. I quickly learn I can trust them when they make a generous gesture.

After eight years running a criminal organization, I've got my life and business on track. But when I'm embroiled in a bloody battle for my turf, I also find myself at the center of attention for four smoking hot men. I struggle to get used to them having my back, until I'm crushed under the worst darkness this dangerous world has to offer. Can their love fuel my strength to save myself?

The first strike against my new reign wasn't a whisper; it was an explosion. I seized the throne of St. Sebastian's, but the shadowy organisation that runs this academy wants it back. They've declared war, turning our campus into a gilded cage surrounded by mercenaries and watched by drones. They think they can break me, scare my new court into submission, and reclaim their training ground. They've made a fatal mistake.

Bodies fall like autumn leaves when you wear the Corbyn-Hale crown, and I've run out of white dresses to bleach. After an attempt on my life, my dad ships me to St. Sebastian's at Cravenmoor Academy. With its Gothic arches and enough mafia heirs to staff a small army, he gifts me a shadow: Viper. Twenty-five, tattooed with sins, answering only to himself. But I hate cages, even the breathing kind. So I make my own rules.

The truth about Silvergate burns like enchanted silver against vampire skin. My blood holds the key to something so valuable that ancient powers would sacrifice anything to possess it. Even me. But my power was never meant to be a weapon. It was meant to be a sanctuary. As rival forces converge on what I've become, I realize the true nature of defence isn't about walls or shields or protection spells. It's about deciding who deserves to survive—and who doesn't.

My magic is evolving, unpredictable, and wild. What once exhausted me now flows through my veins like an addiction. Ancient texts whisper of vampires like me. They don't mention the hunger that comes with the power, or that being hunted is my new normal. Silvergate Academy isn't what we thought. The professors track my progress too meticulously. Record every surge of my abilities too carefully. Beneath the academy lies a sanctuary of ancient magic and even older secrets. My family didn't hide me for twenty-one years out of love. They hid me out of fear.

For twenty-one years, I've been the Morvoren family secret—the female twin vampire no one could know existed. Too rare. Too valuable. Too vulnerable. While my brother built his reputation at SilverGate Academy, I studied behind enchanted walls, a shadow student of a world I couldn't join. Until now. For reasons my family won't tell me, I'm finally free. Safe to be part of the world. But it's hard to be excited when your academy bedroom comes with a resident ghost, you're not the only new supe at the Academy, and your brother's hot friend has more secrets floating around than the family crypt.

They say the most dangerous magick is born from desperation. If that's true, I'm about to become a force of nature. The ritual we uncovered has set something in motion that can't be stopped. The fabric of magick is unravelling, and MistHallow Academy stands on the brink of collapse. Our bond—this wild, dark, beautiful thing we've created—is both our greatest strength and our fatal flaw. It's the key to saving everything... or destroying it. My family has resurfaced, their sinister plans for my magick now clear. They're not the only threat.

My job as an omega escort isn't a calling. It pays my extortioner. As the pressure mounts to give him more, with the end nowhere in sight, an omega has to do what she can. When I'm presented with an offer I can't refuse from England's most eligible alpha for a week of exclusivity, I take it. One week turns into more. Ensconced in the luxurious sprawling estate with these three alphas, the exits are wide open, but I'm trapped here by my own need.

I thought I knew danger after my first few weeks at MistHallow. I was wrong. The bonds between me and my guys have grown stronger, deeper, and more twisted. Our magick intertwines in ways that defy explanation. But our connection has unleashed something dark. Ancient. Hungry.

My life was supposed to follow a perfect path—a nice job, mated by twenty-five, and children after that—but fate has other plans. Now, a week from turning twenty-five, I have a successful bookshop that I love, but the rest has remained elusive. Always within my reach but never managing to hang onto an alpha for long enough to mate. Then there is the pact in the back of my mind. An alcohol-fuelled promise on my twentieth birthday, jokingly giving my alpha childhood friends a chance if we're all single in five years.

Just when I thought I had a grip on the dark world of The Crowned Syndicate, everything spun out of control. I'm in too deep with the most powerful guys at Crestmont University and they've become my protectors, my partners in the dangerous mafia underworld.

I've always been the hunter, but now I'm also the hunted. Every clue we unravel entangles us further in a web of power and deception stretching far beyond the university. In this supernatural game of cat and mouse, love is our most potent magic and our greatest weakness. The fight for our immortal happily ever after had better be worth the price of our souls.