"I told you, Leo. I’m at a party. Stop faking an accident just to hear my voice." With those cold words, Elena hits a button on her phone. She thinks she’s locking her husband out of her car. She doesn’t realize she’s locking his mother inside a burning wreck. Leo begged for mercy. He knelt in the mud while the woman he loved laughed, sipping champagne with a man who wasn't her husband. She threw a "worthless" silver necklace at his feet and told him to rot. Now, his mother has twenty-four hours to live. The hospital is demanding cash he doesn't have. And the wife who swore to love him just signed the divorce papers. But as the silver locket clicks open in the hospital hallway, Leo realizes the lie wasn't his—it was theirs. The blood is still on his hands. The smell of smoke is still in his hair. But the man who was once a house-husband is gone. "You wanted a divorce, Elena. But can you afford the price of my return?" The clock is ticking. The "loser" is dead. Leonardo Salvanche has arrived. Read "Blood and Champagne" to see what happens when the man on his knees finally stands up.

I was born a mistake. I was raised a stain.To my Alpha father, I was the "Bad Seed"—a defect to be scrubbed from the floor. I ran to the trenches of the war to disappear, hoping a stray bullet would finish what he started.I didn't expect to survive. And I certainly didn't expect to wake up the gods.When a Rogue attack cornered my squad, I didn't bleed red. I exploded in a blinding, lethal wave of liquid silver. I slaughtered the enemy, but I revealed myself to something far more dangerous.The Triad.General Kaelen. The cold-blooded billionaire heir who commands the frost.Commander Drax. The mountain of scarred muscle who craves war.Jaxson. The beautiful, twisted psychopath who plays with his food.They are the Alphas of Alphas. The rulers of our world. And when they looked at the dirt-streaked girl shaking in the mud, they didn't see a soldier.They saw their Mate.Now, I am the secret prisoner in their golden palace. My father wants me executed. The High Council is hunting the "Prophecy Girl" destined to burn their empire to ash. And the Elite Academy I’m hiding in is a pit of vipers waiting for me to slip.But my biggest threat isn't the assassins at the gate.It’s the three men sharing my bed. The ones who look at me with a hunger that could swallow the world whole. They think they can tame the silver in my veins.They’re about to learn the truth: You don't own a Goddess. You worship her.