I clearly remembered their warning to me upon showing up at school. "Don't ever let anyone get to know about our relationship with you. The day anyone finds out, you won't be happy they did," they had said to me and then they had gone to ask me if I had a mate yet to which I said no. They were handsome, all three of them with dark brown hairs that were so full and glossy that they girls envied them. The last of the quadruplets, Peyton, carried his hair in a ponytail. He had the longest hair and the girls liked to offer to help him tie the hair appropriately. They were all tall, as tall as six feet, with athletic builds that showed that they visited the gym. They were tanned too and all the girls liked to be around the honey skinned brothers. Well not all the girls did… I was the exception but that was until I found out that they are my mates. HELP!

From the first time she met them, she knew her life would never be the same… Lucy had lost her parents to a coup and was forcefully mated to the man who orchestrated it. Now, he is sick and nearing death—much to her happiness—but that relief doesn’t last long as she is introduced to three hot, sexy males who are her stepsons. These stepsons despise their father and have transferred their hatred to her, seeing her as her father's replacement for their mother, unaware of the true story behind her becoming their stepmother. So what happens when they discover that their stepmother is their mate? Will they reject her out of hatred? And if they don’t reject her, will she accept them after enduring torture at their hands and that of their father? Can she bring herself to mate with the children of her parents' murderer? Additionally, there is a traitor on the loose, posing a threat to the peace of everyone. To get answers to all of these questions, READ TO FIND OUT!

“You like it, don't you?” I flinched, as his hot breath fanned my neck. My core throbbed in anticipation, and my toes curled. I arched my back. Yeah, I liked- loved it. I wanted it. A hand trailed down my back, cupping my ass. I was wedged between three bodies. Three hot bodies. The cool water made my teeth clatter, but I wasn't cold. “Say it, Nami.” Logan murmured in a husky voice, pinching my nipple. I let out a low curse, and threw my head back. It collided against a broad chest, sending another spasm of pleasure coursing through my body. I bit my lower lip, as Nolan bit my earlobe. I was lost between the border of pleasure and rational thinking. I shouldn't be doing this. They were my broth-