I was never supposed to be the one. Just an orphan with no memories of my parents, a heart full of secrets, and a life spent as a thief just to survive. I thought I had it all figured out—until I accidentally yanked Excalibur from the stone. Suddenly, I was bound to a destiny that could shatter my world into pieces I never wanted to uncover.

With Excalibur in hand and the weight of a kingdom pressing down on me, I was thrust into a quest for the Holy Grail—a relic rumored to hold the power to save us all or doom us to darkness. And let’s not forget the whispers about my lineage: half-fae, a child of ancient magic. That kind of power could either be my greatest blessing or my ultimate curse.

Then there were the knights—oh, the knights. Each one more dangerous and alluring than the last. And of course, there was Merlin, impossibly handsome and maddeningly secretive, who seemed to know more about my fate than he was letting on.

But as my quest spiraled deeper into darkness, I realized not all knights could be trusted. Mordred, the treacherous and illegitimate daughter of Uther Pendragon, was stalking us, determined to claim the Grail for herself. With every step closer, the lines between loyalty, love, and betrayal blurred, and I found myself questioning everything. Who could I trust when the shadows of my past threatened to swallow me whole?

A sword forged in legend. Five knights entwined by fate. A fae-born orphan with a kingdom to save—or destroy. And an ancient evil that would do anything to tear us apart.

These legends were never meant to be this twisted.

I've lived in the shadows all my life.

Some might even say that I am the shadows.

Undesirables are banished to the Lower City, where crime runs the darkened streets and sell-swords lurk in the underground catacombs. Those with blessings that are either too useless to be deemed worthy, or too dangerous to see the light of day. The underlord hired me when I was only a child, coveting the dark magic that makes me an undesirable of the highest risk. He took pity on the child with poison in her veins, but he made me into a monster.

The rogue prince, freshly home from war overseas, is in need of a wife before his father, the king, dies of old age. A pageant will be held at the palace, and the prince will handpick his next queen. Posing as a lady of the court, it's my job to seduce his majesty and win this pageant, all the while snuffing out my weekly marks one by one.

I might have jumped at the opportunity to play dress-up, eat fine foods, and sway the hearts of precious royalty, but my self-imposed bodyguard and fellow undesirable, Wolfe, has made it his personal mission to get in my way.

The impossible happened, and now the alphas and I are on the run from my pack. Weve been in hiding for months, but life never goes the way we plan. Theyve found me, and Ive been given an ultimatum. One that will tear me and my alphas apart. Theyll never trust me again. Theyll hate me for this. But I have to do it. I have to keep my mother safe, even if I lose everything.

This is the second and final book in the Heat Duet.

Dead End is a haunting, spicy, and hilariously eccentric Reverse Harem paranormal romance.

Prepare for an emotional rollercoaster full of creatures that go bump in the night and will scare the pants off you (but in a hot way *wink wink*).

October

This isnt how I thought my first year of college would go. Instead of dodging best friends turned personal tormentors, Im running for my life in a dimension where ghost stories arent just stories.Someone in this hauntingly familiar place doesnt want me here. A faceless enemy stalks me from the shadows, and a dark power lurks beneath my skin. Looking in the mirror, I no longer recognize the October I once was. I have no choice but to place my trust in the four cold hearted men who used to love me.

Content warnings include: Very mild bully themes; nightmarish creatures; macabre themes; flacks of the death of a loved one; violence; language; and lots and lots of spice.

I thought we were in the clear and that the Trappers wed killed were the worst of our problems. Mac was gone for good and I could put all the trauma in the past.

Maybe I spoke too soon.

As if having the infamous Jessa show up out of nowhere, causing Alex to spiral, wasnt a sh!tstorm in itself, my fathers base received a distress call from a settlement in California that needs help. The guys tell me to let someone else handle it. Ive been through enough this past year.

But Ive never been good at doing what Im told.

Eff my life.