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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 of searching had yielded absolutely nothing. Each day blended into the next as I scoured the Scottish countryside for any sign of a portal, any whisper of magic that might reunite me with my missing bonds. Hope was becoming a luxury I couldn't afford.


I sat cross-legged on the cottage floor, eyes closed in concentration as I reached out with my mind across the vast distance separating me from my bonds.


*Rhys?* I called mentally, focusing on his familiar energy. *Are you there?*


The response came immediately, warming me from within. *Always here for you, baby.*


His mental voice sounded exhausted but determined. I could almost see his tired smile, that lock of blonde hair falling over his forehead.


*Any progress on your end?* I asked, already dreading the answer.


*Slow going,* he admitted. *We've managed to stabilize two portals, but they're still not functional. Jax is... well, he's Jax but worse.*


Whispers of Hope Across a Broken Realm