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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

Two weeks without my bonds felt like someone had carved out a piece of my soul and left a hollow, aching cavity in its place. I stood in Edric's bookshop, staring at the modest chocolate cake with eighteen candles, forcing a smile I didn't feel.


"Make a wish, sweetheart," my mother urged, her eyes bright with excitement.


If only she knew what I'd wish for. If only I could tell her that the five men I desperately needed weren't just boyfriends but supernatural beings called Greys from another realm. That I was one too. That her daughter wasn't fully human.


I closed my eyes and blew out the candles, wishing with everything in me that Kaelen, Jaxon, Rhys, Silas, and Ronan would somehow find their way back to me.


"Thank you," I said, looking at the small gathering—Willow, Edric, and my mother, Clara. "This is really nice."


"Of course!" Willow squeezed my arm, understanding in her eyes. She alone knew the truth about my bonds. "Eighteen is a big deal."


A Bittersweet Birthday and a Sinister Sound