Sheila Greene has everything—beauty, brains, and a fintech empire built on old family money—except a love life, ever since an ex-fiancé's betrayal taught her to trust work over people. When that same ex is murdered in her office, in a shooting meant for her, Detective Mark Morgan is assigned to the case.Mark is a wall of a man: competent at everything from disarming threats to reading a crime scene, and utterly incapable of talking to the woman he's falling for. He decides the safest thing to do is avoid her completely.Too bad Sheila's decided to chase him.As the investigation drags them together again and again—with Mark's partner, John, doing the talking he can't manage—Sheila's pursuit collides with a growing conspiracy: a board member and a rival businessman scheming to seize her company, a hired assassin closing in, and a partner whose loyalty isn't what it seems.Between dodging bullets and dodging Sheila, Mark is going to have to figure out which fight he actually can't run from.

He died once and went to the underworld. But hell wasn't the punishment— coming back was. Born the bastard son of a Lycan emperor and a Fae exile no one was supposed to remember, Jonathan grew up despised in his own father's house— mocked for the one thing he couldn't do, while the true power sleeping in his blood stayed hidden even from himself. Betrayed by his brothers, sent to die on a battlefield built to kill him quietly, Jonathan's story should have ended there. But it didn't. Ten thousand years in the underworld taught him how to survive. It also taught him what he'd have to become to leave— and what it would cost him to carry that power back into the world of the living. He returns twice. And is imprisoned twice. Meanwhile, somewhere in the years between, a girl born the same night he first died grows up not knowing that her fate was written into his. Half-angel, half-sorcerer, and hiding magic she was told would make her a target the moment it woke— Rebecca has spent her whole life learning to be smaller than what she is. When Jonathan finally returns for good, scarred, broken, and carrying curses no man should survive, their fated bond isn't a rescue. It's a reckoning— for both of them, and for everyone who thought the story ended when he died. Some monsters are made. Some are born. Jonathan was both— and the question that will decide the fate of the Twelve Lands isn't whether he can be saved. It's whether he still wants to be.

Luke Yellowsmith is nobody's heir.‎‎ The second son of a modest merchant, ‎Luke has no title, no fortune, and no future waiting for him at home— only the shadow of an older brother who gets it all. So when the world beyond his father's door starts calling, he answers it: reckless, hungry, and utterly unprepared for what it will cost him.‎‎ There is no prophecy guiding him. No promise carved in stone. Only a boy's naive belief that he was made for something more.‎‎Betrayal, loss, enemies and friends. Every experience breaks him, piece by piece, and build something harder in the wreckage, sharpening an edge he didn't know he had. The reckless dreamer who left home will not be the man who builds a kingdom— if he survives long enough to become him.‎‎ This is not a story of destiny fulfilled. It is a story of a nation earned— one hard, costly lesson at a time.