Kasia, an orphan raised in the slums of Lethe, has survived through theft and violence until a near-fatal encounter changes her fate. Rescued by a mysterious stranger, she is brought to his realm, where shocking revelations about her identity unfold. As the last Satori heir, she grapples with a past that seems impossible to accept, leading her on a journey of self-discovery and the challenges of embracing her true heritage.
She's the only girl who's ever been off-limits, and he's the only hockey player she's ever wanted. Captain to the NYU Makos, Duke Lexington has a never-ending trust fund, NHL teams at each other's throats to sign him, and a sizzling socialite girlfriend. Betrayal leaves him in an unexpected situation: fake dating his coach's daughter, Olivia, to keep his captain patch. A wrench is thrown into their secret arrangement when Duke crosses paths with Aspen, his rival's little sister. She's witty, sweet, and a tad precarious, especially in the riskiest moments, but she's also the only girl who's ever been off-limits. Aspen's overly protective brother detests the idea of Aspen dating hockey players, knowing firsthand how they treat women. Duke's coach already has doubts about him, and losing Olivia could put an abrupt end to his hockey career. Sneaking around with Aspen works for a while, but what happens when they're caught by one of Duke's teammates in the locker room? Will his scandalous choices catch up with him before the season ends, or will he slide under the radar long enough to win the championship game and save his career?
It was Halloween, my favorite time of the year. I had my dream job as a tattoo artist, a loyal best friend, and an ex who happily tended to my needs without complicating our arrangement with feelings. Everything was going great until Devil's Night when the masked man watched me from the shadows like a predator stalking his next meal, and that's what I was: his prey. Like any natural-born predator, he was bloodthirsty, staking his claim to me before I could see the face behind his mask. He wasn't afraid to kill for a bite of what he craved, even if it meant shedding the blood of those closest to me. Once he had a taste, he hungered for more, and the more he needed it, the more I wanted to give it to him.