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Keep the cold. Ive always understood my duty. As heir to the Winter Court, I must be ready to take my fathers place and keep the realm safe under a blanket of frost. But my father never taught me how to protect my people. That role has fallen to his best friend, Ronan, who agreed to serve as my...

Beware the shadows. Ever since I was a child, my father taught me to fear the elven kingdom that borders our lands. A place of twilight and falling leaves, the Autumn Court is rumored to be beautiful and deadly. No one knows what kind of creatures live in the thick, undying forests. No one knows...

For the last two months, Brianna has discovered something she never thought she would again. Hope. After the horror of being Ian's slave for ten months, a fate she never imagined she'd escape, it feels as if she is living a dream. She has freedom she hadn't expected to have again, and she wakes up every morning not fearing what the day will bring. There is also Stephan. The man who saved her from the daily torture she had to endure at the hands of Ian and his friends.

 Seize the tempest. I’ve spent my life doing just that—harnessing wind and lightning to protect the vulnerable. But I’ve never quite belonged. The son of an elven mother and human father, I straddle two realms: the elven lands where I’m shunned as an outsider, and the human world where I’m viewed as useful but suspect. Forbidden to take a wife or sire children, my service as a celibate knight has given me purpose. But now, I’ve been summoned to dangerous territory.

As heir to the Summer Court, I was born to wield sunlight like a weapon. But when my father dies, the sunstone—the source of my kingdom’s power—vanishes. To claim my throne, I must retrieve it and prove my worth. Alone and desperate to save my crown, I enter the human realm…and end up rescuing two charming, infuriating thieves from the hangman’s noose.

I hated fire. I hated how the smoke wrapped around my naked body, stinging my skin with defiant embers. I hated the smell of burnt flesh, the ashes heavy on my tongue, my charred soul like splinters deep in my chest. She’s dead, Juliet. There’s nothing else you can do.