enemiestolovers

[ MATURE CONTENT ] "Craig," she whispered, breath shivering, "please…" It didn't matter what she was asking for…more, less, everything. The plea alone made them press hard against each other, like their bodies were trying to make up for all the time they'd been apart, like they could consume each other if they touched harder. And still, she ached. For all of him. And he did too. She could tell by the way his grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers digging into her skin like he was holding on for dear life. His breath warm and uneven against her neck, as her hips rolled again, slower this time, more deliberate. Then he groaned, head falling to her shoulder as his body pressed in, hard and hungry. "Shit," he whispered, voice ragged. "Merlina," And just like that, his mouth was gone. She blinked, dazed, lips swollen, skin tingling everywhere he'd touched. He stepped back, slow and heavy with restraint, hands gripping the edge of the sink on either side of her, like he needed to hold something that wasn't her. Her voice came out in a whisper. "Why'd you stop?" His eyes met hers, dark and wrecked. But then, he smirked. "Not with your siblings next door." She stared, barely able to think. He leaned in like he might kiss her again, then stopped just short, brushing his thumb over swollen bottom lip, "PG-13 remember?" SYNOPSIS: At an elite college, falling for the cold, narcissistic son of a bi-llionaire wasn’t part of the plan, especially when his brother is tied to her mother’s mysterious death. But from the moment Merlina steps into campus, the chemistry is undeniable. He’s detached, arrogant, and everything she should stay away from. Yet no matter how hard she tries, she can’t ignore the pull. She’s here for a degree, but her real mission is uncovering the secrets of her mother’s past at this very school. As sparks fly between her and the guy she should keep her distance from, she’s torn between two things: exposing the truth and protecting her heart from falling for him. The deeper she digs, the more dangerous things get. Anonymous threats, dark secrets, and a guy who’s starting to think her obsession with the past could ruin everything. TikTok | @officialffmeb

She built an empire to protect her heart. He's the one man who could make her risk it all. Prudence Smith isn't just the CEO of Provida Emporium, a global beauty empire; she is its carefully crafted image, powerful, impeccable, and utterly untouchable. Since a devastating heartbreak in her school years, Prudence has sworn off real love. She built a fortress around her heart, dating only men she can control and financially outmatch, ensuring she can never be hurt again. Her strategy is flawless, until she meets Justin Steele. Justin is everything she's taught herself to avoid: devastatingly charismatic, intellectually her equal, and possessing a fortune that rivals her own. He represents a threat to the emotional walls she has spent a lifetime constructing. Her mind screams danger, but her heart yearns for the connection she's denied herself for so long. Despite her best efforts to push him away, Justin sees through the icy CEO to the wounded woman beneath. He isn't intimidated by her success or her defenses; he's challenged by them. He loves her with a patience and passion that unravels her resolve thread by thread. Now, Prudence faces her greatest fear. Can she lower the shields that have kept her safe for so long and trust the one man who has the power to destroy her? Or will she let the love she never expected slip through her fingers forever?

In order to complete her mission in a barely recovered world after catastrophe, Arya decided to pretend to be a child and made trouble all day long. She managed to lurk for a few years when her superior suddenly decided to promote her to become a small group leader. Looking at the few people given to her, Arya was silent. Subordinate 1: so Arya likes cake… then I’ll make a few more for her Arya (blush): I only like it a little bit! And you’re using these cakes to exchange for information! Subordinate 2: When doing mission, how come Arya can change her faces so quickly (from unreliable to reliable)? Dual personality? Arya: …Nonsense! You’re the one who have dual personality! Subordinate 3: Why did you call us cute? As a big man nearly 1,9 meters tall, I don’t think I’m suitable for this adjective. Arya (shocked): I never said that! Damn it, who tarnished my reputation? Subordinate 4: Awww, Arya is so cute…. It’s hard to believe that she’s our leader. Arya: S… Sister, even if you say that, don’t try to pinch my cheek! Seeing their group that looked more like a group of adults taking of children, the other people were speechless. Are you sure that you’re a member of criminal organization? Why does it look like you’re trying to cultivate a group of people into a daddy and mommy experts? When Arya’s mission was finally completed, she chose to run away directly. But someone caught her and brought her favorite cake in front of her. “Don’t you want to taste it~?” Arya blushed. “You’re too foul!” ... Note: it's not harem nor reverse harem. It's 1vs1 from the beginning to the end. ... Story set in a fictional future world that's recovering after war and live in bases (detailed description can be found inside the story) The cover is something I draw and then enhanced with AI to make it smooth otherwise, the cover will be too ugly. Join the discord to chat with the author and other readers: https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... Other novels: -Flowers Bloom from Battlefield [complete] - Under the Veil of Night [complete] - 7 Path of the Lilies [on long hiatus] - 1 Year of Beginning [complete] - Villain Lady [complete] - Science and Fantasy [complete] - 2 Years of Restarting [complete] - The Quiet Empress [complete] - The Villain's Little Cat [complete] - Astral Flower [complete] - Villain Princess [complete] - Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower [on going] - Runemaster in the Last Days [on going] ... Follow me on IG: @sora100518

Have you ever been in a situation where the only way to save your life is by losing your virginity? Well. . . that was the situation Xanthe, a young virgin witch, found herself in. ‡ A month before her 22nd birthday, Xanthe realized she wasn't just any witch. She was a boon sent from the Dark gods of Sodom and was to be sacrificed by her own coven sisters. With the help of the High Priestess, she escaped through a magical portal which led her straight into the jacuzzi of the notorious billionaire CEO, Lorenzo Staniforth, while he took a bath. Unfortunately, their meeting caused Lorenzo to lose his girlfriend who barged in on them and assumed he was cheating. Now, Xanthe doesn't only have the witches of Sodom to be concerned with, but also an angry, arrogant mundane who thought himself Lord of everyone. Worst of all, she realized that the only way to make herself unfit for sacrifice was by losing her virginity. But, because of the unique power coursing through her veins, Xanthe couldn't get intimate with any mundane— except Lorenzo Staniforth who, somehow, was immune to her powers. How was she supposed to convince the annoying man to share a bed with her when they mutually hate each other?

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her long-term boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

She thought she could escape her past. But when her own father sells her to Dante Valerio—the man everyone fears—Elena realizes her freedom never truly existed. Trapped in a bloody bargain, she becomes the currency of a debt she never owed. In a world where every glance is a weapon and every silence a threat, Dante intends to mold her into a seductive instrument to strike at his enemy, Cassian Riva. Between hatred and desire, Elena discovers that survival is not enough: she must decide whether she is a victim... or a willing accomplice.

Have you ever had the worst first day at work? Ivy Morales has. Nothing compares to the sheer humiliation of being caught 'tits out' by the sinfully gorgeous Winn Kane, her new boss. Ivy’s got problems. Money problems, boyfriend problems and a desperate need to prove herself. But the more she pushes to show she’s more than just a girl with killer curves, incredible tits and a smart mouth, the deeper she gets tangled in his dangerous orbit. Winn Kane should have fired her. Instead, he keeps testing her, pushing her, wanting her. She found a job. He found an obsession. This is a scorching office romance and temptation is the job description. From the author who brought you: 1. Defying the Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna

    The Romano estate was silent, too silent for a house that usually pulsed with the rhythm of power and danger. The chandeliers glimmered like frozen stars above the marble floors, and the scent of cigar smoke lingered in the air—a reminder that men had been here, making decisions that would change lives. Alessia Romano stood at the top of the grand staircase, her fingers gripping the railing as she listened to the muffled voices coming from her father's study. Her heart pounded in her chest, a steady drumbeat of dread. She had grown up surrounded by secrets, but tonight, something felt different. The air was heavy, suffocating, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. Her father's voice, deep and commanding, carried through the door. "It's settled then. The marriage will take place in two weeks." The words struck her like a bullet. Marriage? Her breath caught, and she pressed a trembling hand to her lips. She didn't need to hear the rest. She already knew what it meant. The Romano family had been at war with the Morettis for decades. Blood had been spilled, alliances shattered, and trust destroyed. The idea of peace between them was laughable. And yet, here her father was, arranging a marriage with the enemy. Her mother's portrait hung on the wall beside her—a woman of grace and quiet strength. Alessia stared at it, searching for comfort, but found none. Her mother had died when she was young, leaving her to navigate the brutal world of the mafia alone. The door to the study opened, and her father stepped out, his expression unreadable. His dark suit was immaculate, his silver hair slicked back, his presence commanding as always. "Alessia," he said, his tone calm but final. "Come inside." She obeyed, though every step felt like walking toward her own execution. Inside, two men stood waiting. One was her father's consigliere, and the other—tall, broad-shouldered, with eyes as cold as winter steel—was Damian Moretti. The name alone sent a chill down her spine. She had heard stories about him. Ruthless. Calculating. A man who ruled his empire with an iron fist and a heart of stone. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world seemed to still. His gaze was sharp, assessing, as if he could see straight through her. "This is my daughter, Alessia," her father said. "She will be your wife." Her pulse roared in her ears. "No," she whispered, shaking her head. "You can't be serious." Her father's expression hardened. "This is not a request. It's a necessity. The families need peace, and this is the only way." Damian's lips curved into something that wasn't quite a smile. "Don't worry, princess. I don't bite—unless provoked." The mocking tone made her blood boil. "I'd rather die than marry you." "Careful," he murmured, stepping closer. "In our world, words like that can be arranged." Her father slammed his hand on the desk. "Enough! This union will happen. You will do your duty, Alessia." Tears burned behind her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She lifted her chin, meeting Damian's gaze with defiance. "You may have my hand, Mr. Moretti, but you will never have my heart." He leaned in, his breath brushing her ear. "We'll see about that." The words sent a shiver down her spine—not of fear, but of something far more dangerous. As she turned to leave, her father's voice echoed behind her. "The wedding will be in two weeks. Prepare yourself." Outside the study, Alessia pressed her back against the wall, her chest heaving. The world she knew was collapsing, and in its place rose a future she didn't want—a future bound by blood, betrayal, and a man whose touch could destroy her. But as she stared out the window at the dark horizon, one thought burned in her mind. If this was her fate, she would face it on her own terms. And Damian Moretti would learn that the mafia princess was no one's pawn.

Falling for my stepbrother was supposed to be my biggest problem. Turns out… it’s the least of them. My mom murdered my dad. I’m the last-born of a forbidden witch bloodline. And every creature I thought belonged in storybooks—werewolves, fae, vampires, mermaids—want me dead. Why? Because I’m a doppelgänger. A living prophecy. The girl destined to end every war… or end the world. He’s the werewolf fate tied me to. My obsession. My forbidden match. My downfall. And I? I’m the damnation he can’t escape.

After giving everything she had to her father—including her loyalty, her dignity, and the trust of a husband she betrayed—Olivia was cast aside in the most brutal of ways. Her father, the Duke, petitioned the Emperor not only to strip her of her title, but to have her head shaved, her body mutilated, and her reputation dragged through the dirt by parading her half-naked through the capital. In a final act of cruelty, he revealed that he had never seen her as a daughter, but merely a tool to rid himself of her husband. In an act of mercy defying imperial decree, her brother ended her torment with a swift stroke of his sword. But death was not the end. Olivia awakens to find herself months before her execution—alive, aware, and burning with the knowledge of what is to come. This time, she vows to be the wife her husband deserved... and to make every last one of them pay for what they did to her. ​She has returned from the ashes, and this time, her wings are made of steel. Will she find redemption in her husband's arms, or will the fire of revenge consume them both?"

**She came to steal a plant. She left utterly destroyed and completely his** Aria Chen is a woman who wears many masks: brilliant hacker, underground artist, medical prodigy. But none of those identities can save her dying mother from a rare disease with only one cure a nearly extinct medicinal plant called Vitalis Radix, cultivated exclusively on the private estate of billionaire CEO Damien Blackwood. Desperate and running out of time, Aria does the unthinkable: she infiltrates his fortress-like mansion as a maid under a false identity, planning to steal the plant and vanish before anyone discovers the truth. The plan is simple. "Get in. Get the plant. Get out." Until she meets him. Damien Blackwood is power incarnate ruthlessly intelligent, devastatingly handsome, and dangerously observant. From their first encounter, the attraction between them is explosive, undeniable, and completely forbidden. When he makes her his personal maid, Aria thinks she's been given the perfect access to complete her mission. She has no idea he's been waiting for her. He knows exactly who she is. And he's going to make her pay. But his punishment won't come in the form of police or prosecution. It comes in whispered commands in the darkness. In his hands claiming every inch of her virgin body. In the way he teaches her that pleasure and control are two sides of the same coin. "You're mine now. Every hole. Every moan. Every desperate whimper when you beg me to let you come." Aria is a virgin who's never experienced desire, never understood her own body's capacity for pleasure. Damien becomes her sexual awakening and her complete undoing. He introduces her to a world of dark eroticism she never knew existed remote-controlled vibrators she must wear while serving his dinner guests, sex in his office while he's on business calls, punishments that leave her marked and aching and desperate for more. She becomes addicted. To his touch. To his dominance. To the way he makes her body sing with pleasures she didn't know were possible. Every encounter pushes her boundaries further. Every night in his bed pulls her deeper into obsession. He's possessive to the point of madness, jealous of every man who looks at her, determined to own not just her body but her very soul. "When I'm done with you, you won't remember your own name. You'll only remember mine." As Aria falls deeper into Damien's web of dominance and desire, her mission becomes impossible to separate from her feelings. Her mother is dying. Time is running out. But every night in his arms makes her question what she's willing to sacrifice. When he finally catches her in the greenhouse, hands covered in soil and guilt written across her face, the confrontation is explosive. "Did you really think I didn't know? That I haven't been ten steps ahead this entire time? You played your game, Aria. Now it's time for mine." Betrayal. Rage. Raw, punishing sex that blurs the line between fury and passion. READER WARNING: This is a DARK EROTIC ROMANCE with explicit sexual content including: ** Virgin heroine's complete sexual awakening ** Dominant alpha hero with possessive/obsessive tendencies ** Power dynamics and consensual control (employer/employee) ** Public sexual situations and exhibitionism elements **Use of sex toys for control and pleasure ** Punishment scenarios (spanking, discipline) ** Intense jealousy and possessiveness ** Morally gray characters who make questionable choices ** Explicit language and graphic sexual scenes ** Pushed boundaries (always consensual) ** Emotional intensity and angst This book contains a GUARANTEED HEA but the journey is dark, twisted, and absolutely filthy. If you want safe and sweet, this isn't your book. If you want a billionaire who plays dirty and a heroine who learns to crave it welcome to Blackwood Estate. "" Where every rule is meant to be broken, every boundary is meant to be pushed, and love is the most dangerous game of all.""

Our love story was never supposed to begin with lies yet, here we are. Ethan Cole, the powerful CEO with ice in his veins, needed a wife to seal a billion-dollar deal. I, Liana Rivera, was just a desperate woman drowning in debt. We both signed the contract thinking emotions had no place in it. But when fake vows started to feel real, everything collapsed. Because the night he betrayed me, with her, something inside me shattered. He thought I’d break, beg, or disappear quietly. But I wasn’t the same woman who walked down that aisle. I wanted revenge; slow, painful, poetic. Now he’s the one chasing, apologizing, losing his mind trying to fix what he destroyed. But some sins can’t be undone. And some love stories are meant to burn before they heal.

At the last attempt for peace, Ophelia Valthorn is sacrificed by her ruthless stepfather, Joel Valthorn, to marry the feared Lord Dante Hastings. Ophelia is torn away from her sick brother, whom she loves dearly, and taken across enemy lands, where her every move is scrutinised, and every glance filled with hatred. Dante and Ophelia are guarded against each other until the rise of assassinations and whispers of betrayal within each family forces them to lean on each other. As Ophelia adapts to her new life, she discovers a curse which torments her husband. It is a curse which threatens not only the truce but Ophelia’s life. Will Ophelia flee before war breaks out again, or help Dante break free of the curse?

The first rule of Duskwind Academy is: never look the Alphas in the eyes. I broke it. Now four of them want me… and the everyone else wants me dead. ______ The werewolf world is falling apart. Packs are crumbling under the rule of corrupt elites, and the Moon Goddess has only one last gamble to restore balance: gifting humans with the wolf’s power. The Moon-Blessed are her chosen saviors, whether they want it or not. Heidi Remington never asked for this fate. Human-born, unwanted, and dropped into Duskwind Pack territory, she’s treated as little more than a servant. Survival is now her only goal. But Duskwind Academy is a battlefield where dominance means everything. And the moment Heidi’s gaze collides with the four untouchable Alpha heirs, everything changes. Why would four Alphas want a nobody like her? Why would they even feel the bond at all? And Heidi? She wasn’t supposed to want them back. Now she’s caught in the deadly pull of four possessive Alphas who refuse to let go. Which Alpha gets the girl? Will she survive the target they've painted on her back? But most especially, will she survive their maddening obsession and rivalry?

The Voskresensky dynasty is a lineage whose shadow has stretched across the nation for centuries. The aged and solemn President Georgy Voskresensky prepares to pass the throne and destiny itself to his young son, Sylas Voskresensky. Yet a clandestine and ruthless state organization waits patiently, seeking the opportunity to seize the power it has coveted for generations. To safeguard the continuity of the lineage, the elite assassin Yuan Miyazaki is assigned and steps into Sylas Voskresensky’s path. As Yuan enters the seemingly serene world of the noble family, he bears the icy weight of his mission and the unpredictable perils that lie ahead. In a web of shadows, intrigue, and uncertainty, every step is a choice, every breath a reckoning.

Leia Solayne is the last remaining omega she-wolf. She is unmarked, untouched, and hidden among humans for years, until one day she was discovered, captured, and sold at an underground auction to Lucien Calandrino, the ruthless Alpha of the Darkmoor Pack. But the true shock comes when Leia learns her fate. She is expected to bear heirs for not just Lucien, but his two brothers as well: Ronan, the fierce warrior, and Kieran, the deceptively gentle youngest brother. Refusing to submit to them, Leia devises a plan to turn the three powerful Alpha brothers against each other, using their own dominance and desires to secure her freedom. Yet, as she navigates the dangerous game of power and seduction, an even greater threat looms. Her own heart starts beating for all three of them. Why is she drawn to all three of them? And why are they suddenly willing to fight for her, not as a breeder, but as their mate? Can Leia truly escape, or will she find herself bound to not just one Alpha, but all three? ~~~~~ “Why did you let Ronan and Kieran mark you before me?” Lucien's intimidating voice fell into her ears as he pressed her against the wall. The entire room was dark and she tilted her head to only see his red eyes, gleaming in possessiveness. Leia felt the gentle brush of his lips on her earlobe and his hand on one of her curves. “Are you jealous of your own brothers?” “I'm going fucking crazy, Leia. You seduce me, put my entire body on fire, then ignore me as if nothing has happened,” he whispered and buried his face in the crook of her neck as if he would brand her. **The Story is purely a fiction. Names and places used have nothing to do with reality.**

BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Psychological Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.

Rain Spencer and Dane Collins were everything to each other once. Best friends. Almost lovers. Then enemies. And the cycle kept repeating—until it finally broke them. Years ago, their world was made of inside jokes, stolen glances, summer secrets, and a connection that grew from innocent affection into raw, breathless desire. Until one devastating moment tore them apart and turned two soul-tied kids into strangers. Now, fate drags them back together in the heart of London. Rain is a doctor building a quiet, disciplined life—one that doesn’t have space for the boy who shattered her. Yet when she sees him in a hospital bed, every carefully buried feeling claws its way back to the surface. Dane has returned with scars he refuses to show and a past he can’t outrun. Rain is the one person he’s always burned for… but also the one person he least deserves. The spark between them was never extinguished—only buried. And now it’s threatening to set their entire world ablaze. As old wounds reopen and old chemistry resurfaces, Rain struggles between anger and longing, while Dane fights ghosts he can’t name out loud. Can two people with a history this tangled find their way back to love? Or will the past that broke them once destroy them again? A guaranteed HEA, filled with tension, angst, longing, and slow-burn heat. 18+ only — explicit scenes, mature themes, and a love that refuses to die.

Junia Gladeweft, the princess of the seelie fairy kingdom, lost everything on her wedding day. Her home, the man she loves, and her perfect life. When dragons descend upon the sacred Garden of Union and the seelie cities, leading them is Ashmaris Draven Morriethen, a feared Dragon King who claims Junia as his fated mate and takes her from her home. Junia hates him. He murdered her husband and shattered the only life she knew. Within the dragonhold, she discovers the truth: her powers, her identity, her father’s evil deeds, and even her heart were sealed by her father. As ancient enemies and political forces threaten, Junia is forced into close proximity with the man she had sworn to kill. Every clash between them burns with fury, grief, desire, and a pull neither of them could deny. Ashmaris is ruthless, possessive, and haunted by a past soaked in betrayal, but he is the only one who knows what Junia truly is. Torn between revenge and desire, Junia must decide whether the man she despises is her greatest enemy—or the only one who can help her reclaim herself before the world falls into war once more.