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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 couldn't tear my eyes away from Jaxon Ryder's murderous glare from across the dining hall. His intensity was suffocating, even from a distance. When he finally broke eye contact and turned to speak to someone at his table, I released the breath I hadn't realized I was holding.


"What's his problem?" I asked Lyra, keeping my voice low despite the impossibility of him hearing me from this distance.


Lyra glanced over at Jaxon's table and frowned. "It's complicated. There are rumors..."


"Rumors about what?" I pressed when she hesitated.


She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "About him and Rhys Warner."


"Rhys? The blonde guy from my transport?"


"That's him. They're... close. Nobody knows exactly what their relationship is, but Jaxon is extremely protective of him."


I thought back to the brief interaction I'd had with Rhys. He'd been friendly, maybe even flirtatious, but nothing that would warrant Jaxon's violent reaction.


Sparks, Skeptics, and a Stern Summons