They threw her from the highest cliff on her mating night. Her fated mate gave the order. Her own pack cheered.Sable Wilder hit the black water and died.Then the Moon sent her back.Now she walks out of her own grave with three moons of borrowed life, a touch that kills oathbreakers, and ears that hear every promise ever broken. The wolves who drowned her call her abomination. The cold Alpha King of the north calls her something far more dangerous: the one he has waited ten years for.But beneath his fortress, behind a door sealed with nine generations of screaming women, something ancient is whispering her name. It knows what she is. It knows what she's worth. And it has already raised her brother to bring her home.She has one moon left to live, a kingdom to burn, and a choice no Marked woman has survived: kneel to the Moon that spent her, or the door that wants her.Revenge is only the first chapter.

Claire Doe just wanted to survive senior year unnoticed.Then the storm hit.Then the class president turned up dead in the mud, throat opened like something out of a nightmare, and the only clue left behind was a lighter that belonged to the one boy at Windmere Academy who never says more than he has to.Marcus Chase. Sweet faced. Quiet. Watching her like he's known her far longer than three years of homeroom ever explained.Trapped on a storm locked mountain with no signal and no way down, Claire starts noticing things nobody else seems to. The calm in Marcus's hands right after violence. The way he always seems to know what's coming before it happens, like he's reading from a script only he can see.She's right to be afraid.Because Marcus isn't guessing.He's remembering.He's lived this week before. More times than he can count. And in every single version, something takes Claire from him before the fourth night ends.This time, he isn't letting it happen again. Not to her. Not to anyone standing between them and morning.As the body count climbs and the truth about her classmates unravels into something far more twisted than one storm can explain, Claire has to decide who to trust when the only person keeping her alive is the same boy she should be running from.Survival was never going to be simple.Not when the boy who claims to love her would burn the whole mountain down just to keep her breathing, and not when Claire discovers the most frightening thing on this trip might be how easily she learns to let him.Some girls run from monsters.Claire is learning how to keep one.

After a humiliating public rejection at the university spring gala by her campus sweetheart in his bid for University Pack President, a socially vulnerable student werewolf finds solace in a gentle stranger,who secretly turns out to be the ruthless alpha and star hockey captain of a rival university, setting the stage for a spectacular revenge and a fierce rivalry on and off the ice.

She keeps dying. She keeps waking up. Izebel, princess of Silverwood, has already lived this night. She remembers the silver blade sliding between her ribs. She remembers the war that burns her valley to ash. Every time she dies, she wakes three months in the past, in the same bed, the wound still screaming in her chest. She is the only one who remembers. Her deaths left a curse in her bones. Now her own skin runs cold, and anyone from her pack who touches her sends silver fire tearing through her. Her betrothed's hands burn worst of all. And Jax is hiding a secret that ends with his gift-dagger in her heart. Only one person can silence the pain. Sebastian. Enemy commander. A feral wolf whose touch grounds her, whose beast goes wild at the scent of death on her skin. The man sworn to destroy her pack, and the only thing keeping her alive. Three months to break the loop. To expose the traitor she's promised to marry. To survive a love that could burn two kingdoms down. Fail, and she wakes up. And dies again.