Noah has hated Carlo Sanders ever since he waltzed into her school taken her position that she'd worked her entire highschool life for. Now the two must work together to on a project that could change everything. The more time they spend together, Noah realises that beneath Carlo's unbearable exterior-is a really likeable person. Some one even worth playing for keeps.

In a kingdom divided by prophecy and flame, a forgotten princess must awaken the storm within her before war consumes them all. They erased her name, hid her power and banished her from her home; but some storms simply cannot be buried. Bound to a dragon, hunted by a king, and tethered to a soldier with ice in his veins, Aleigha Seravelle was never meant to be ordinary. Nothing is ever the same for her, or her twin brother Arlo, after their twenty-first birthday. A whirlwind of secrets and alarming familiarity is yet to come for them both, but after Aleigha finds out just how powerful she is...everything changes for them both. Includes: * Twin bond * Bonded dragon * Fae royalty * Slow-burn romance * Fated lovers * And a fire that burns

When the prince of the enemy realm visits her on Earth, Ayzel has to return to a world ruled by light, darkness, and hatred, in her lifelong quest for justice, revenge, and, most importantly, power. Ayzel is in exile. Caged among humans, she has found a way to survive in their strange world. Locking the memories of her old life away, so she can fight to stay alive in this one. That is, until the prince from the realm of night comes to remind her of her heritage. Ayzel has to find her path away from imprisonment and back to Antaliya, the land that shunned her for her powerlessness. Betrayed, wounded, barely hanging on to her sanity, but never broken. She knows the stakes. But she takes the risk. If only so that the world will finally see her for what she is. Quote from chapter twenty: { I give the king a kind smile. That of a lady. A courtier. The person I was taught to be. He returns it, but I catch the mistake immediately. I can see the lie in his. Disappointing, really. All those years as a ruler and he never learnt to pretend his kindness properly. Fool. His eyes trail from my face, to my hands, to my abdomen, down to my legs. I would be uncomfortable, had I not known what it was he was looking at. "If it's of any consolation, your Majesty, most of the blood is not mine." }