WARNING: THIS BOOK contains VERY SMUTTY SCENES!! THEREFORE IT IS APPROPRIATE FOR ONLY READERS ABOVE THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN…
If you love to see a feisty heroine put three annoyingly arrogant—yet irresistibly sexy—hot ass male leads in their place, then this book is for you.
EXCERPT
SEPHYRA DORNE
"How would you like for all three of us to pleasure you at the same time? Eating your cunt, sucking your boobs and fucking you… all at the same time?"
The dream began the same as always.
Three masculine men stood in front of her, twice as large as the men she had ever set eyes on. They were naked, their penis erect, bigger than any normal human size and filled with veins.
Sephyra laid flat naked on the bed, her legs spread apart, her left hand squeezing her boobs hard and the three middle fingers of her right hand digging in and out of her wet core with a pace so fast as though her life depended on it.
She cried out as pleasure coursed through her. "Fuck me, please fuck me!"
She needed them but they never gave her what she wanted.
The strange part was that no matter how much she tried, she could never their faces. The shadows always swallowed them whole.
"Please… help me. Fuck me already," she pleaded, widening her legs further while rubbing her pussy hard. I can't hold it on for much longer. Help me. My beast is hungry."
One smelled of frost and pine, another of smoke and old blood, the last of rain-soaked earth. Scents she had never encountered, yet somehow recognized.
The air around them shimmered with strange power. Frost crept across one side of the bed while the candles on the opposite wall burned with black flames. Between them, invisible currents tugged at her skin like unseen hands.
"Tell us what you want and how you want it," one whispered.
"Make me cum," her chest heaved up and down, whispered, still struggling to identify their face.
Before she could reply, they all moved fast and knelt in front of her. "Then stop fighting the bond, we can only help you if you let us mark you, mate!"
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PROLOGUE
Thousands of years ago in the land of Eldryn, humans coexisted with supernatural beings.
Humans, werewolves, vampires, and mages lived divided by borders, bound by trade, and held together by a fragile peace that relied more on restraint than trust.
This era was a time when power remained balanced, but never stable. Eventually, the balance shattered.
Driven by greed for magic-rich lands, humans waged war against the supernaturals.
It was a war of ruin.
Forests burned into ashfields, rivers abandoned their paths and entire cities vanished so completely their names were erased from history.
Magic was no longer controlled, it was unleashed, and Eldryn began to die.
Faced with annihilation, the supernatural races did what they had never done before— they united.
Together, they ended the war, and when the dust settled, humanity was no longer a power.
A new order emerged in which humans fell to the lowest caste, were pushed to the edges of the kingdoms and stripped of influence.
To preserve peace, the supernaturals established a single institution: the DOMINION. Its sole purpose was to ensure that only the strongest heir could rule Eldryn.
Every generation, the twenty-one strongest sons of the supernatural races entered the Dominion Academy to compete for the throne.
Humans, powerless and expendable, were never meant to compete. Yet even systems built to control destiny are not immune to fracture.
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Among the supernaturals, the Academy was a proving ground. Among humans, getting into the Academy meant something else entirely: hope, a chance to marry into supernatural blood, an escape from poverty.
For Sephyra Dorne, it is neither hope nor ambition. It is a hunt.
She is not entering the Academy to survive. She is entering to hunt down the people who murdered her parents… and make them bleed.
How she'll survive long enough to do it is another matter entirely.