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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 savored the sharp tang of cheddar as it melted on my tongue, closing my eyes in pure bliss. After months of subpar human realm food, this cheese tasted like heaven.


"I think she might be having a religious experience over there," Rhys commented, his voice warm with amusement.


I opened one eye to find all four of my men watching me with varying expressions of fondness and amusement. "You have no idea how bad the cheese situation was in the human world," I defended myself, taking another bite. "This is practically orgasmic."


Jaxon raised an eyebrow. "That's setting a pretty low bar for orgasms, baby."


"I didn't say it was better than sex," I clarified, pointing the cheese block at him. "Just... comparable."


Ronan laughed, the sound warming me from the inside. "Should we be jealous of the dairy products?"


"Maybe a little," I teased, leaning into Rhys as he sat beside me on the couch.


A Bite of Doubt