Seraphine Vale has worn gloves since she was fifteen. Not out of habit, but out of necessity. Her curse does not discriminate, It moves through touch, through proximity, through the simple act of getting too close, and she has spent seven years making sure nobody does. She has made peace with that. She is also very good at being alone. Then her father calls her in and tells her she is getting married. Not for peace nor for politics. He wants her inside Ashford Manor so her curse can finish what a war never could. Seraphine listens, asks one question about her dying sister, and agrees. She arrives at the manor with one bag, a detailed plan, and absolutely no intention of surviving this quietly. Caelum Ashford meets her at the door and says he has been waiting. She smiles and starts counting exits. What follows is a war only one of them is fighting openly. Seraphine maps the house, tests her curse against him, poisons his evening tea. He switches their cups without looking up. She bribes his head of security for information about the manor’s weak points. Caelum sends her the list himself, with a note suggesting which corridor has the quietest floors. She stares at that note for a long time. The curse should be destroying him. Instead he is steadier the longer she stays. More alive. And somewhere in the Ashford library, buried in records nobody was meant to find, Seraphine uncovers the truth that changes everything: the curse was never meant to divide them. It was designed to bind them, and someone has been working for twenty years to make sure that bond never completes. Because if it does, the power both families have been bleeding over for a generation stops belonging to anyone else. There is an enemy at the door. There are letters in a locked box that reveal exactly how far someone was willing to go to keep them apart. And there is a girl in the east wing, Seraphine’s younger sister, who is running out of time in a way that only one thing can stop. Seraphine has spent her entire life making sure nothing she touches survives the experience. Caelum walks toward her anyway.

Maya Banks arrived in Australia with nothing but talent and the quiet, stubborn belief that it would be enough. It nearly was. Then she walked into the wrong bedroom and found her twin sister tangled in the sheets with her fiancé. That was the night Maya’s carefully built world came apart at the seams, and the night her enemies decided to finish what betrayal had started. The plan was simple: destroy her reputation before she could rebuild it. Use her grief against her. Place her in a room with the right powerful man and let the consequences speak for themselves. What they didn’t plan for was Gerald Raven. Cold. Ruthless. The kind of wealthy that doesn’t need to announce itself. Gerald Raven was not a man who made mistakes, and he was certainly not a man who wanted complications. One reckless night was supposed to mean nothing to either of them. Then Maya discovered she was pregnant. And Gerald refused to acknowledge it. What follows is not a love story. Not at first. It is a collision of pride, deception, and old family secrets that have been buried long enough to grow teeth. Gerald’s grandmother pulls strings from the shadows. Maya’s past refuses to stay dead. And somewhere in the wreckage of it all, Gerald announces his engagement to the last woman on earth Maya expected: her sister. The same woman who has spent years quietly, patiently, dismantling everything Maya ever tried to build. Humiliated. Isolated. Still standing. Maya turns her attention to two things: her career, and the truth behind her parents’ deaths. The deeper she digs, the less she likes what she finds. And the more dangerous the people watching her become. Gerald tells himself he wants nothing to do with her. He is almost convincing. Beneath Maya’s carefully guarded surface lies an identity that could bring one of the country’s most powerful families to ruin. Not because she planned it that way. Simply because the truth has a way of surviving everything people do to kill it. When the lies finally surface and the threats turn real, Gerald faces the only decision that has ever actually cost him something. Stay the man he built himself into. Or fight for the woman he was never supposed to want. In a world where power is the only currency that matters, love is either the greatest risk or the only thing worth taking. Maya Banks intends to find out which one it is.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I was born an omega. Weak. Disposable. Forgotten. But on my eighteenth birthday, the impossible happened— I didn’t just find one mate. I found three. The Alpha’s heirs. Kael, the cold-blooded heir who claims me like a trophy. Riven, the reckless rebel who kisses me like a dare. Silas, the sweet one… with a smile that hides something darker. The pack calls it a curse. The Moon Goddess calls it fate. And then she whispers a warning in my dreams: One of them will kill me. Now every touch burns, every kiss could be my last, and every choice drags me closer to a prophecy I can’t escape. Two of them are mine. One of them is a lie. But how do you choose between three bonds when rejecting even one could destroy you? All I know is this: The wrong choice doesn’t just break my heart— It ends my life.

“Stay still" he whispered, his hit breath fanning my neck. I swallowed hard. He was too close, too powerful. His baby blue eyes locked onto mine and I looked away flushed, pretending I wasn't standing in the men's locker room face to face with the proleague’s most dangerous Alpha. I came to coach, not fall for the captain of the nation's top pro hockey team. Dante Kade is off limits. He's my boss, my enemy and my mate but I'm not a wolf, I'm human. At least that's what I thought until the night he touched me and my body healed itself before his eyes. Now his wolf is restless, his pack is watching me and every time we're alone, I feel the pull.