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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

I watched Kaelen Vance stride away down the hallway, my lips still tingling from his kiss. For a moment, I just stood there, trying to process what had just happened. One second he was holding me like I was his lifeline, and the next he was ordering me to stay away.


Taking a deep breath, I pushed myself off the wall and headed back into our shared living quarters. Four pairs of eyes locked onto me immediately.


"Everything okay?" Rhys asked, concern etched across his face.


"Fine," I lied, avoiding Jaxon's suspicious glare. "Just academy business."


Before anyone could question me further, there was another knock at the door. This time it was Lyra, her pink fingernails tapping rapidly against the doorframe.


"Time for research, cuties!" she chirped. "They're waiting for you in the lab."


"The bond stuff," Silas clarified. "Remember? Julian and Clara want to monitor our physiological responses when we interact."


Bare Nerves and Beating Hearts