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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 waiting room of the clinic was quiet except for the soft jazz playing from hidden speakers. I sat between Kaelen and Ronan, my knee bouncing nervously while Silas flipped through a parenting magazine across from us. My stomach felt like it was hosting an Olympic gymnastics competition - partly from morning sickness, but mostly from anxiety.


"Try to breathe," Kaelen murmured, placing his warm hand over my restless knee. His touch instantly calmed my fidgeting, though my heart continued racing.


"Sorry," I whispered. "I've just never done this before."


Ronan took my hand, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on my palm. "None of us have."


The waiting room door opened, and a little girl skipped in, followed by her visibly pregnant mother and what I assumed was her father. The girl couldn't have been more than six, with bouncy pigtails and a toothy smile.


"Is my baby brother in there?" she asked loudly, pointing at an ultrasound image on the wall.


Our Miracle Unveiled