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After divorcing Titus Danforth, Amber finds out she's pregnant and spends seven months hiding in a cabin up north. Until her ex-husband's family finds her. An invitation bearing the silver raven seal forces her to return: the game continues, the succession demands her presence, and whoever is absent will pay with their lineage.
Titus hasn't changed. Or maybe he has. And now Amber must witness a hunt, a forced wedding, and come face to face with the man who promised her she would never be free of him.
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Contains: an invitation with a raven seal, a woman with a scar on her cheekbone, a baby who didn't ask to be born into this family, a wedding that goes wrong (or right, depending on your perspective), Grace Le Domas being Grace Le Domas, and a man who swears eternal devotion while coming untouched just from eating out his ex.
This is not a healthy love story. It never was.
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Titus Danforth needs a wife and an heir.
Lana Stark needs an escape and a father who wants more power from the High Council.
One impressive act during the annual hunt turns into a proposition that they both may find beneficial.
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27 Jun 2026
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Jack has been keeping a big secret from everyone in his life. He's the third child of Chester Danforth who ran away when he was 21. Unfortunately his brother, Titus, has gotten married and he wants to bring Jack back into the fold. It's going to be a messy, bloody reunion as Jack learns you can't outrun your past.
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27 Jun 2026
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26 Jun 2026
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The library air conditioners’ hum was the only thing keeping Sammy awake. He’d been staring at the same page for ten minutes, Henry Miller’s Tropic of Cancer opened before him on a lacquered but dimmed wooden table. His thumb was parked on a paragraph about… well, about a woman’s— He flipped back two pages. No, that was worse.
Theresa was reshelving non-fiction three aisles over, her glasses catching the light each time she moved to look over at him fighting Miller. He’d finished his shift an hour ago. Told himself he was just returning a book. A lie so thin it was embarrassing. He barely got to the middle of it.
Finally, she took pity on him and smirked. Came to his table, looking over his shoulder curiously. “Well?”
Sammy looked up, miserable over the book. “Pretty dirty, Theresa.”