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War has broken out between Annwyn and Orea, though that’s not the only battle being waged. There’s a fight inside me, and it’s one I’m determined to win, no matter how much they try to strip me down and hollow me out. Yet they’ve forgotten one thing. The ancient magic of the pair bond. One can never truly be lost when two souls are already bound. Because Slade and I? We are connected by more than just fated magic, and we will always find each other. In any life.

This is the story of King Midas. Or that's what we're always told. The Golden King with his palace of riches and me, the girl he turned to gold. Upon the snowy mountains in the Sixth Kingdom of Orea, I'm locked away in Highbell Castle. It's for my safety, I'm told. Away from the dangers of the world below. No one can get in. Apart from him. King Midas rescued me from the streets. He gave me food, shelter and his heart. I promised to love him forever. But when war comes to the kingdom, a deal is struck—and I am at the heart of the bargain. Everything I know starts to change.

Note to my stupid cupid self: The next time I go and anchor myself to a hot covey, make sure those anchors aren't about to compete in a fight to the death. Yeah. Total downer. I have a body now, and I don't intend to lose it. I also don't intend to lose the genfins that I've grown so attached to. So it's time to return to the kingdom island and hope like hell that my guys make it through the royal trials of the culling. I also have to hope that the prince of the realm doesn't spot me. If he does, I'm pretty sure I have imprisonment and torture to look forward to.

Il terzo capitolo dell’acclamata saga fantasy ispirata al mito di Re Mida. Auren è di nuovo rinchiusa nella sua odiata gabbia dorata... In un mondo sconvolto da guerra e inimicizia, Auren è stata costretta a far ritorno nell'odiata gabbia dorata, senza però rinunciare al suo sogno di libertà. Pur di raggiungerla, Auren è pronta ad affrontare qualsiasi prova, ma la più ardua sarà resistere alle manipolatorie lusinghe del misterioso re Ravinger.

Il secondo capitolo del fenomeno Romantasy che ha conquistato milioni di lettori in tutto il mondo. Auren è finalmente riuscita a scappare dalla sua gabbia dorata nel palazzo di re Mida, ma presto si ritrova prigioniera dell'esercito del Quarto Regno, nel pieno della guerra per il predominio. Tuttavia, Auren conosce il segreto del fascinoso comandante Rip, la cui pelle scintilla e da cui lei sembra essere magneticamente attratta.

Il fenomeno Romantasy che ha conquistato milioni di lettori in tutto il mondo. Benvenuti nel castello di Re Mida... Auren vive da tempo nel sontuoso palazzo di Re Mida, l’unico uomo capace di tramutare ogni cosa in oro soltanto toccandola. Pur essendo la favorita, la vita di Auren non può certo dirsi perfetta. Le sue giornate si svolgono tutte all’interno di una mirabolante gabbia dorata, dotata di passaggi e passerelle che le permettono di muoversi su un intero piano del castello. La prigioniera si sente protetta e al sicuro nella sua gabbia. Ma da cosa?

Alles begann mit Magie. Alles endet mit Magie. Die Fae führen Krieg gegen Orea. Sie überziehen das Land mit Blut und Magie. Und auch mich versuchen sie durch Magie zu brechen. Sie wollen mir meine Erinnerungen stehlen, mich zu einer Gefangenen in meinem eigenen Verstand machen. Doch das lasse ich nicht zu. Egal, wie viele Lügen sie mir erzählen, egal, wie viele Löcher sie in meinen Geist schlagen, eines werde ich nie vergessen. Ich bin Auren Turley. Und ich werde kämpfen. Für meine Freiheit. Für meine Freunde.

Ihr habt meine Flügel gebrochen. Aber ihr werdet niemals mich brechen … Ich musste fliehen. Es war die einzige Möglichkeit zu überleben. Doch von einem gefährlichen Ort zu flüchten, bedeutet nicht, dass man eine Zuflucht findet. Manchmal landet man nur an einem noch gefährlicheren Ort. Wie Annwyn. Das Reich der Fae. Ein Land voller Magie und Wunder, wo doch an jeder Ecke der Tod lauert. Denn meine goldene Haut macht mich hier zu einem Symbol der Rebellion, zu einer Gefahr für den grausamen König der Fae.

" Retrouve-moi dans une autre vie. Retrouve-moi dans chacune d'entre elles. " Chaque fin est aussi un début. J'ai cru que j'allais mourir, et cela serait arrivé sans l'intervention de Slade. Le seul moyen qu'il avait de me sauver était d'ouvrir une brèche entre les mondes. Le seul moyen pour moi de me sauver était de la traverser. Parfois, fuir un endroit dangereux vous amène à un autre. Annwyn. Le royaume des faes. Il y a de la magie et de la beauté ici, bien qu'à chaque coin de rue, des menaces rôdent.

It all ends now. But Every end is also a beginning. I was supposed to die. If it weren’t for Slade, I would have. But he tore a hole the world I know and I went through it. To Annwyn. To home. Annwyn is the realm of the fae, a magical place full of beauty and danger. Here, I am known as Lyäri Ulvêre – the golden one gone. And there are people in this world who want to keep me that way. But I am not that girl in the gilded cage anymore, and I won’t be used again.

Mein Leben bestand aus goldenen Lügen. Jetzt besteht es aus goldenem Tod. König Midas hat mir alles genommen. Geblieben ist mir nur diese eine Sicherheit: Ich werde nie wieder zulassen, dass jemand so viel Macht über mich hat. Deshalb muss ich lernen, meine Magie zu kontrollieren. Ich muss lernen zu kämpfen. Und zwar so schnell wie möglich. Denn durch meinen Angriff auf Midas habe ich die anderen Monarchen gegen mich aufgebracht. Sie verlangen meine Auslieferung. Doch der mächtigste von ihnen steht auf meiner Seite. Er würde die Welt für mich in Brand setzen und ich für ihn.

Comme un phénix, je vais devoir renaître de mes cendres et apprendre à exercer mon propre pouvoir. Libérée de l'emprise du roi Midas, Auren vole enfin de ses propres ailes. Mais la menace gronde car les autres monarques d'Orea ne comptent pas la laisser faire. C'est ce qui arrive quand on se dresse contre un roi - tout le monde se retourne contre vous. Cette fois pourtant, Auren peut compter sur un soutien de taille : Slade Ravinger, le roi du Quatrième Royaume. Ensemble, ils se battront jusqu'au bout.

I’ve been waiting my whole life to get my wolf. But now that the time is here, I need to run. Three years ago, a nightmare of an alpha took over my pack by force, and ever since, he’s been trying to do the same to me. I can’t let that happen. I need to escape him before he can lay a claim, flee from what I’ve always wanted, or risk getting a wolf that will submit to him.

My name is Medley Bell, and if you had told me this time last week that I was demon, then I’d have said you were nuttier than a squirrel turd. Of course, that was before I started seeing the strangest things. I’ve always been a little off, but it took stumbling into a backwater bar to understand how different I really am. So when two drool-worthy guys stop by to tell me that I’m Hell spawn just like them, I’m more relieved than shocked. I mean, it sure does explain a lot.

It’s never a good combo to be broke and desperate. You do stupid things. Like accidentally sign your soul over to hell. When I interviewed for a new security job, I didn’t bat an eye that it was for a literal graveyard shift...headstones and all. I mean, at the hourly rate they were offering, who cares? I got this. Turns out, I’m not guarding a graveyard like I thought. It seems I’ve just walked my broke ass into protecting a gate to hell. Yeah...I don’t got this.

I was taken as a baby and trained to become an elite member of Troupe Delirium. My time with them is as permanent as the damn collar on my neck. Until Heathcliff helps me escape. I have nothing but the clothes on my back and the good sense to get as far away as I can. But then, I stumble into someone else’s territory and get snagged by a shifter-happy cop who brings me to a pack.

Five years ago, I saw something I shouldn’t have. Ominous, right? But what really sucks is I got caught. I’ve been trapped as my animal ever since, hidden away and forced to stay shifted and silent. Until one day, when I get brought to a pet shop where a shifter recognizes me for what I am and brings me to her pack. A really friggen weird pack. I need to get out of here. But then I see him - the male wearing the chain around his neck. Maybe it’s his scent or his shiny stuff that draws me in. Either way, I’m going to bite him so good...

Nightmare Penitentiary is no joke. The worst of the worst in the paranormal world end up at NP, and I just got sentenced there. For others, this might be cause for freaking the hell out. But for me, it’s a f--king relief. You see, I’ve been sold off to the big bad asshole, Alpha Bowen - thanks Mom and Dad! But if they think I’m going to go quietly, or at all, they haven’t been paying attention to how I roll.

A painter with a spark in his hands. A muse who holds a storm inside of her. Colors will bring them together, but life will rip them apart. This is a dark romance filled with heartbreak, magic, violence, and love. The powerful prose will show you the real meaning of colors and the depth of life. Because he’s the prodigal painter who makes beauty from nothing, and she’s the rain that carries the world's pain in her eyes. Together, they'll leech all color from the world before filling it back in again, and you'll never forget their epic love story.

I live with a pack of misfit shifters. We aren't going to be winning any popularity contests, but our hodgepodge bunch is more loyal than even the strongest pred packs. I should know. I grew up in one of them. As soon as they realized I was different, I was despised, even by my own family. So I left, joined Pack Aberrant, and I've steered clear of alpha pred assholes ever since. Until my heatwave hits, and I accidentally jump three coyote shifters in a parking lot. Whoopsie.