Lexi C. Foss – лучшие книги

Welcome to Midnight Fae Academy.
Home of the Dark Arts.
Vampires.
And cruelly handsome fae. A forbidden bite led to my capture and recruitment.
There are no flowers here.
No life.
Only death. I’m an Earth Fae who doesn’t belong here.
They can play their little mind games all they want, but I’m going to find a way back to my elemental world. Even if it kills me. Except Headmaster Zephyrus is one step ahead of my every move.
Prince Kolstov won’t stop cornering me.
And Shadow—the reason I’m in this damn mess to begin with—haunts my dreams. My affinity for the earth is dying and being replaced by something more sinister. Something powerful. Something deadly. The Midnight Fae believe this is my fate.
They claim that I was “recruited” for a purpose.
To battle a rising presence.
Or to die trying. I don’t owe them a damn thing. But if I have to pass their trials to find my way home, then so be it. I survived a plague and far worse in the Elemental Fae realm. An ominous energy? Please. What a joke. Give it your best shot.
I’m waiting.
And don’t you dare bite me.
Or I’ll make you regret it.

Welcome to the Midnight Fae world.
It’s bloody.
Dark.
And led by an ancient vampire who needs to die. My days as a pawn in this war are over. I’m taking over as queen on this board, and in my version of the game, everyone bows to the queen. Even Constantine Nacht. He thinks he’s clever by roping me into these ascension trials, all meant to kill me and my mates.
But I’m going to prove him wrong.
We’re stronger than he thinks.
And we’re going to make him bleed. Earth Fae are all about life.
Midnight Fae prefer death.
I’m a mixture of both.
So let’s see what happens when life marries death, shall we? Hand over my crown, Constantine.
It’s time for you to kneel for your queen.

Daciana
I’m an offering. A test. A pawn in an agreement I know little about. Fly to Andorra Sector.
Allow them to experiment.
Mate an X-Clan Wolf Alpha.
Hope for the best. Those are my orders. My fate. My current existence. There’s nowhere to run, and the moon is a clock I can’t ignore. One of these Alphas will claim me, assuming our genetics are a match. And if not, well, that’s a fate worse than death. Tick tock.
Make a choice.
Your future depends on it. Elias
The pretty little blonde wolf has seen too much pain for her young years. It makes me want to fix her.
To adore her.
To show her there can be good in this world.
But our future is wrapped up in an experiment. Either she’s compatible or she’s not. The moon will determine our fate, or perhaps my inner wolf will decide it for us. Because with each passing moment, it becomes harder not to claim the female who I know in my heart is very much mine. Run, run, little one.
And don’t look back.
For if I catch you,
I just may bite.

I’m in purgatory.
Hell.
A Midnight Fae dungeon.
All because my mates betrayed me. Shade swears he’s innocent.
Zeph promises that what he did was for my own best interest.
Meanwhile, Kols isn’t apologetic in the slightest, his cocky arrogance claiming fate intervened at just the right moment. I hate them all.
Crave them, too.
And now I have to work with them to solve a millennium-old secret, one that involves my true heritage. Except our digging has awoken an ancient power and it’s threatening to destroy the Midnight Fae realm with its vengeance. If only the Academy offered courses in mediation.
I could use one of those right about now.
Because as it turns out, I’m the only one with the power to stop this thing from taking over.
And I have to rely on my mates to help guide me. Welcome to Midnight Fae Academy, where the classes are useless and the male fae are all jackholes. Wish me luck.

Once upon a time, a handsome prince asked the academy wallflower to the ball. She was blinded by the stars in her own eyes and the pitter-patter of her lonely heart. Little did she know this prince was no prince at all, but a villain disguised behind a charming smile. Ella There are no such things as fairy tales or happily ever afters. Not in my world. My reality is riddled with pain and loss and immense hatred. Until him.
Trayton Nacht, the new transfer student at Darlington Academy.
Something about his darkness calls to me. The way his eyes glimmer in the night and the cruelty of his handsome smile.
With a single glance, he turned my world inside out. And now I can’t get enough. But what if he’s just like the rest of them? What if this is all just another masquerade? Tray She stole my heart, once upon a time. Three years ago in an alley where she left me with a pair of sodden blue slippers. Her life had been mine for the taking, until I discovered the fae magic lurking beneath her skin. Now it’s time to recruit her, to take her to her fate. But first, we’ll play a little game.
One that will end in destruction.
Because f*ck fairy godmothers. What Ella needs is a Dark Fae.
One who can help her burn Darlington Academy to the ground.
A Dark Fae like me.

True love is a myth.
A trick.
A way to subdue the heroine and take everything from her. Winter Snow
My “true love” conspired with my stepmother to have me killed and stole my throne. But they failed. I’ve been in hiding and refining my vengeance. I’m no longer the damsel they mistook me for once upon a time. I’m coming for them. And my kingdom, too. Who needs dwarves when you have wolves?
Who needs blades when you have arrows? My name used to be Snow. Now they call me the Winter’s Arrow. Because I’m here to destroy them all. Kazek Flor
I’m not a prince but an Alpha. And I take what I want, when I want it. So when I found an Omega princess dying in the woods, I took her and made her mine. I’ll train her. Embolden her. Help her seek the vengeance she is owed. Then, together, we’ll take down Winter Sector and the wicked Queen of Mirrors. Run fast, little wolves.
Your former princess is about to rise with me by her side.
And we’re thirsting for your blood.

Retribution.
Reformation.
Two sides of a revolution, both vying for my allegiance.
Well, I pick neither side. I’m an Earth Fae Royal bound to four Midnight Fae. My powers are growing stronger every day, and I’m tired of being a pawn in a war I don’t understand. Now that I know all the players involved and the risks at stake, I’m ready to ascend. No more tricks.
No more lies.
No more deadly secrets. My name is Aflora.
Your future Queen of the Midnight Fae.
And I’m done playing your games. Welcome to the new reign, boys.
I make the rules here.
And I will not bow.

Not what every girl wants to hear on her 18th birthday, but I accepted my fate long ago. I was born with black wings, earning me a permanent jail sentence from day one.

A Noir Angel for life. That's fine. I'll own this prison just like I did back home. Even if it's ruled by two hot kings.

This reformatory isn't all-girls; it's co-ed. Which means I'm outnumbered ten-to-one by brutes with more brawn than brain. Not a problem. I thrive on aggression and this place is riddled with it. A nightmare wrapped up in an ebony cloak.

Well, bring it on, boys. Just try and claim me.

Life is a series of prisons.
And in the end, there’s only death. Kari Zamora My father enslaved me. Ruined me. Sold me. Left me to suffer.
Until he rescued me. Alpha Sven Mickelson of Norse Sector claims to be my savior, to want me to live, and vows to protect me. But I know Alphas can’t be trusted. All he wants is my mating bond. To own me. To make me his. No one cares what I want. I’m just a doll. A being to be used and depraved. So maybe I’ll use this Alpha instead.
Or maybe he’ll become the Alpha I’ve always craved. Sven Mickelson My destiny is to lead. To own. To possess. I’m an Alpha of significant birthright, and I’m ready to claim what’s mine. Except she continues to deny me. Omega Kari is broken. Destroyed. A female shredded apart by those she trusted most. And I’m the only one who can piece her back together. If she lets me. I sense the fighter lurking beneath her fur, and I’m daring her to come out to play. Because when she does, I’ll finally be able to stake my claim. So go on, then, little wolf.
Give me your pain.
And together, we’ll burn Bariloche Sector to the ground.