Cleocutie

In the wake of an uprising of illicit sorcery, my men and I find ourselves on the run—determined to clear our names by protecting the kingdom. But to face off against the psychopaths who want to remake our country into a realm of chaos and brutality, I'll need to tap into my wild magic. And the god who's watched over me expects me to stand on my own now. If I can't overcome the odds against us, the lives of the men I love are forfeit. But how far can I go without becoming what I've feared most?

The men I'm falling for have discovered my horrific secret. Only the intervention of a god has saved me and my forbidden magic from the gallows... for now. We've barely scraped the surface of the brutal conspiracy lurking at the royal college, and the threat looms ever larger. To get to the root of the evil and destroy it, we'll have to infiltrate it at its source. And I'm the only viable new recruit.

I'll never forget the sight of my little sister's lifeless body—or that my rogue magic killed her. Sorcery like mine is punishable by death. So I live in the shadows, stealing from the corrupt to give to the needy. Maybe a little good can wash the blood from my hands. It seems like a decent plan... until I try to help a dying noblewoman and somehow steal her soul instead. Now her ghost is demanding I take up the quest that got her killed: exposing a conspiracy at the royal college to unleash a deadly power on the entire kingdom.

I should have known I could never run fast enough to stay free of my family's clutches. Now I'm back under my mother's thumb, being prepped as the heir to her mafia throne...and for other plans so shady that she's keeping them secret.

My men and I have fought the guardians who held us captive for so long. Refused to let them harness our powers yet again. But there's another villain lurking in the shadows. One who doesn't even pretend to care about anyone's interests other than his own.

I did a bad, bad thing. Thanks to a blank in my memory, I'm not sure what that thing was, but it was horrible enough to get me locked up in the psych ward for seven years.

My men and I lost our bid for freedom. But nothing in our new prison is quite what I expected. That doesn't mean I'm going to stop fighting. I just have to make sure I pick the right battles. Especially when it isn't just our lives but those of the kids who came after us on the line.

After weeks of cruel hostility, the guys I swore to save know how wrong they were—at least about what I did four years ago. Now that they've seen my horrifying new power, will they decide I'm an enemy after all? With what they put me through, I'm not sure I even want to stick with them. These brutal men aren't the boys I fell in love with anymore.

Our investigation into my dad's murder has taken an even stranger turn than I could have imagined. One that's shattered everything my stepbrother and long-time love believed about himself and his family. One that's thrown all of our plans for a loop.

There were six of us. Caged, turned into monsters, and tormented with brutal tests of our horrific emerging abilities. We had only each other to count on...until our escape attempt ended with one dead, the others recaptured, and me dragged away into a different nightmare.