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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

"Actually, sir, we just found out he is bonded," Rhys said, stepping forward with a respectful but firm tone. "Silas and Hazel touched a few minutes ago. They both felt The Spark."


Mr. Vance's gaze snapped between Silas and me, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. I could feel the weight of his stare as he processed this new information.


"Is this true, Miss Thorne?" he asked, his voice carefully controlled.


I straightened my shoulders, refusing to be intimidated. "Yes. It happened just before all the chaos. I accidentally bumped into him, spilled my coffee, and when he steadied me..." I trailed off, not knowing how to describe the electric sensation that had coursed through my body at Silas's touch.


"I see." Mr. Vance's expression was unreadable. He turned his attention to Silas, who was still standing there in just his boxers, looking both determined and uncomfortable.


"Mr. Lawson, please put your clothes on before elaborating," Mr. Vance said dryly.


Unwitting Authority in a New World