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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

"You really don't need to help with this," I insisted as Kaelen gathered dessert plates beside me. "You look exhausted."


His blue eyes flickered to mine, a small smile playing on his lips despite the shadows beneath his eyes. "I'm fine, little wolf."


I snorted. "You're a terrible liar, Headmaster. At least when it comes to me."


We'd finished the lemon cake—which I'd choked down despite hating citrus desserts—and my mother had excused herself to make coffee. Willow was helping her, shooting concerned glances my way whenever Mom mentioned "Edric."


"I can stay for coffee," Kaelen said quietly, his fingers brushing mine as we stacked plates. "But then we should head to the bed and breakfast. You need rest."


"I need rest?" I whispered incredulously. "You're the one who looks like you're about to collapse."


He leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. "I won't collapse until I have you somewhere safe. And alone."


Birthday Whispers and a Hidden Cache