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Hazel Thorne thought her biggest worry on her first day of university would be finding her dorm room, but instead she discovers she’s not even human. 
Welcome to the world of Greys, where she’s apparently part of some ancient “Spark Bond” that ties her to not one, but five incredibly powerful men who each seem determined to either protect her or drive her completely insane. 
There’s Rhys with his charming smile that makes her forget her own name, dangerously broken Jaxon who looks like he’s ready to burn the world down, brilliant Silas who might actually be related to her, fiercely loyal Ronan who’d probably take a bullet for her, and Headmaster Kaelen Vance who keeps insisting their connection is a mistake even while his eyes say otherwise. 
But Hazel’s crash course in supernatural politics gets deadly serious when Magnus Sterling and his rogue faction decide she’s the key to taking over the human world, and suddenly everyone wants a piece of her unique heritage. Just when she thinks she’s getting the hang of her new abilities and navigating the complicated dynamics with her five bonds, she ends up pregnant and a devastating attack tears her away from the men she’s grown to love. 
Now she’s fighting a war on two fronts, trying to master powers she barely understands while protecting not just her own life, but the lives of her mates and the fate of both the human and Grey worlds, all with enemies closing in who seem to know more about her past than she does herself.

Her Fated Five Mates

The heat simmered underneath my skin as I sprawled across the bed, phone in hand, scrolling through the flurry of messages that had bombarded my inbox. Despite the constant ache in my body, I welcomed the distraction that came with catching up with friends.


Lyra had sent several rapid-fire texts:


*OMG girl, you missed EVERYTHING! These new Greys showed up - your ex and some chick named Isla. Total drama fest.*


*Isla tried to compel Mr. Vance! Can you believe? Like, trying to use compulsion on THE Mr. Vance! She practically bounced off him.*


*Also, your ex seems weirdly okay now that the compulsion's gone. Kinda sad, actually. He kept asking about you.*


I smiled, imagining Lyr's animated expressions as she typed these messages. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, considering how to respond, when another message notification popped up from Aurora.


A Call for Answers, A Fiery Interruption