One drink. Three maniacal mates.

Drink me.

This is no ordinary task. It’s a compatibility test. A way for King Krolic to find a suitable mate. All because he needs an heir.

Every eligible maiden in the kingdom has to drink.

Including little old me—Alitha Marvel—a simple mortal living in a land of magic and wonder.

Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would become the Chosen Omega. But the moment I swallow, I find myself falling down, down, down and landing in the middle of mayhem.

Monsterland is in disarray.

Everyone is hunting the King’s salvation. His intended. The one who can give him an heir. Me.

Two of the King’s insanely hot Enforcers arrive to guide me to the palace.

But each step toward my fate has me questioning who to trust. Where to go. How to run.

My fate has turned into a deadly game.

One where I’m the rabbit and my only salvation is to win the hearts of those pursuing me.

Otherwise, I’ll find myself in the King’s breeding cage.

Or worse, I’ll end up dead.

It’s time to play, bunny.

You run.

We’ll chase.

And when we find you, we’ll show you what it means to be the Queen of Monsterland.

I loved an Alpha once.

An unattainable Elite.

A former V-Clan Prince.

I thought we had a connection.

A unique bond founded in our shared values and aspirations.

Then he broke my heart with a few choice words.

He doesn’t want me? Fine. I’ll find an Alpha who does.

Which is how I end up on the stage being introduced as Candidate Thirteen of the Eligible Omega Mate program.

Except, there’s just one tiny problem—the Alpha who broke my heart is in charge of supervising the mating activities. Which means he’s privy to every interview. Every date. Every kiss.

How am I supposed to find an appropriate mate when he’s watching me with those smoldering irises?

Purring possessive comments in my ear…

Growling at every male who looks my way…

Prowling around my nest…

It doesn’t help that someone is attacking the Omegas in the program.

Now my Alpha is even more territorial, his feral nature that much more potent.

Because he’s refusing to leave my side.

And he’s promised to do whatever it takes to protect me.

Even if it means claiming me for himself.

We’re being hunted.

Their feral growls follow us.

Their howls haunt us.

Their knots call to us.

And their savagery terrifies us.

Some will escape.

Some will be caught.

Three will be claimed.

My name is Caja. And this is the story of how an Alpha named Enrique saved me from the horrors of Bariloche Sector.

Only to end up crash-landing our plane on Venom Island…

This Complete Romantasy Collection Includes Midnight Fae Academy Books 1-4.

Welcome to Midnight Fae Academy.

Home of the Dark Arts.

Vampires.

And cruelly handsome fae.

A forbidden bite led to my capture and recruitment.

There are no flowers here.

No life.

Only death.

I'm an Earth Fae who doesn't belong here.

They can play their little mind games all they want, but I'm going to find a way back to my elemental world. Even if it kills me.

Except Headmaster Zephyrus is one step ahead of my every move.

Prince Kolstov won't stop cornering me.

And Shadow—the reason I'm in this damn mess to begin with—haunts my dreams.

My affinity for the earth is dying and being replaced by something more sinister. Something powerful. Something deadly.

The Midnight Fae believe this is my fate.

They claim that I was “recruited” for a purpose.

To battle a rising presence.

Or to die trying.

I don't owe them a damn thing. But if I have to pass their trials to find my way home, then so be it. I survived a plague and far worse in the Elemental Fae realm. An ominous energy? Please. What a joke.

Give it your best shot.

I'm waiting.

And don't you dare bite me.

Or I'll make you regret it.

Run. Hide. Fight.

It's Monsters Night, the annual event where the portals to other realms and realities open, and monsters flood the streets to search for their potential mates.

And I'm one of the candidates.

Why?

Because I broke all the rules. I fought back against the elitist system hellbent on enslaving humankind. And f-ck if I'm going to let one of these monsters claim me. Let alone three of them

Orcus.

Reaper.

Flame.

They saved me from a compromising situation. But that doesn't mean I like them. I don't care how gorgeous they are or how well-endowed they seem to be—I kneel for no one. And I have no interest in becoming their lethal little pet.

“Try to tame me,” I dare them.

“We have no interest in taming you, sweet pet,” they say. “We want to make you ours.”

“Ours to worship.”

“Ours to love.”

“Ours to keep.”