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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

Silas's words hung in the air, heavy with promise. I barely had time to catch my breath before he lifted me up, his hands gripping the backs of my thighs as he carried me to our dining table. The wood felt cool against my skin as he set me down, my skirt riding up around my hips.


"Is this really happening?" I whispered, my heart thundering as Silas positioned himself between my legs, pushing them farther apart.


His eyes met mine, darkened with desire but still seeking confirmation. "Only if you want it to, Hazel."


I glanced around at the others. Rhys stood nearby, his chest rising and falling rapidly, pupils blown wide. Ronan lingered a few steps behind, his cheeks flushed crimson but his gaze unwavering. Even Jaxon had moved closer, his expression unreadable but his attention fixed entirely on me.


The power of having all of them watching me, wanting me, was intoxicating.


"I want this," I said, surprised by the steadiness in my voice. "I want you."


A Calculated Seduction, An Unforeseen Audience