Bøger af Clarissa Bright

Imprisoned in a gilded cage. Facing an impossible choice: which of my men will survive this. Which one gets to stay alive. It's my decision. The most terrifying decision I have ever had to make. The most devastating. I never wanted to be a princess. I never wanted to leave my home. It was what I had to do, so I could bring down the academy. So I could save the men I was supposed to protect. But now I'm far away from three of them, thinking that I've saved them, embedded in an affair with a man who used to be a ghost. All while trying desperately to forget about who I used to be before I took my grandfather's offer. Be the princess. Come home. Save your men. I thought I had given them back their lives. I had been wrong. They have never stopped being prisoners. Except this time, they are my prisoners. Prisoners of my desire... and not in the way they had been before. I decide who lives. I decide who dies. And if don't make up my mind quickly enough, then we all die. I'm not going to let that happen. I am going to keep them safe. Even if it means killing my grandfather or not honoring my words. Even if it means spilling innocent blood. Because I am going to make sure that at least one of my men survives. No matter the cost.

Turns out the man who rescued me is a fae. And fae really don't like to be tortured. We might've thought we were going to save the students from the academy, but our little revolutionary group ended up torn and injured. And the boy who saved me isn't just an ordinary human-he is a fae, and he is burning for revenge. Not just for the people who kept him imprisoned in the academy. Not just for my grandfather, who threw him in a dungeon and practically forgot about him, letting him starve and wither away for months. Now it's up to me to prove that it was worth it. That I was worth it. And that, with his help, we can finally bring this hellhole down. I just need to keep my men together for long enough to save him. To save all of us. If Rory doesn't kill us all first.

Blurb"Welcome to Academia Obscura," Dean Skinner tells me, and suddenly I'm thrown into a world where money isn't the main currency, and I have to pay the price of admission with my very soul. Before this, my life was perfectly ordinary. I used to like it that way. I try to live in the moment. Relish the present. Not resent how far all my high-achieving friends have gone after school. Try not to think of the fact that the only extraordinary thing about me is that I'm practically an orphan who lives with her hippie aunt and has never met my mother. And my father... well, I try not to think about him at all. But now I'm sucked into a world where everyone speaks in half-truths, and worse than that, everyone seems to know my name. I don't like secrets. I'm not good at them. But when it's clear that it isn't just my aunt's life that depends on me, I realize that I have to do more than just become a witch. I have to take over. I have to change the way this whole thing works, but I'm not going to be able to do it alone. Unfortunately, the only people who seem to be on my side are four boys who have their own set of problems. One of them is only visible to me. One can't lie, and has been cast out of the world of magic for good. One of them just wants to go home, but is bound by his debt to the academy. And the last one is a spy, embedded into the system, who might not be able to go out during a full moon. So, we're a cabal now; working on a necessary coup. And I'm stuck at the center of the cabal in more ways than I anticipated.All while I try to take over this place. All I have to decide is if I can actually trust these guys. So much for not liking secrets.

A priest, a psychiatrist, and a demon hunter walk into a gas station. This is where things get a little weird. Because when they kidnap the beautiful, smart, witty, musically talented gas station attendant, aka moi, the next thing I know I'm waking up tied to a bed and surrounded by the hottest men I've ever seen. I'm sorry, did you think this was a joke? Because I'm not laughing. Not when this trio of gorgeous assholes tells me I'm possessed. Especially not when they tell me they're going to exorcise me. If there's a punchline, it's that this is only the beginning--and after they're done with me, my life will never be the same. It turns out when a demon's forced out of your body, it leaves something behind. Something that will change you forever. Something that opens the door for the most sinful dreams I've ever had in my life; dreams about a man I've never seen before, but he does things to me I can't explain. I don't know what's happening to me. The only people who can tell me are the ones who did this to me. But I can't stay away, even if every answer we find leads to even more questions. I need help. I need salvation. I need protection. I need my exorcists. To save me from these sinful urges... ...and to save me from myself.