Blasphemy... abomination... disgrace... I've heard these words my entire life, and never believed I would ever be allowed to find my mates. The Mate Trials are your one shot every twenty five years to find a mate. Here's the kicker, a female Nephilim isn't allowed to revel her wings till the trials. Do you know what its like to have wings and not be allowed to fly or expose them? It absolutely sucks. When the moment finally arrives and I get my card guess who ends up in my harem? An Archangel, and Angel, a Nephilim that can't talk and the son of Death himself. Dark Nephilim hate everyone and Cyrus doesn't make loving him easy. New bonds are tested when one of my mates is abducted and taken to hell. We're in a race against time to save him and me in the process. My true lineage is laid out before me and I'm shook. The path before me is perilous and I may not survive it. But, I have to try. Love is the only thing worth fighting for.

Confidence… Stability… Acceptance… Three words I'd never experienced, until recently, and all it took was displaying my wings and opening my heart to four very different men. All it took was displaying my wings and opening my heart to four very different men Raph - my boss. Older wiser, and a complete control freak; Christian - my best friend who knows all my deep, dark secrets; Gage - a cursed soldier, punished for centuries for speaking his mind.; and last, but by no means least, Cyrus - the son of Death himself. The male who's broken my heart more times than I could count. As if dealing with them weren't enough, I'm on Lucifer's radar and he wants me for himself. If I thought my life before the Mate Trials was hard, it's nothing compared to now. Saying I’m being hunted is an understatement. Before it was just because I was different, and my existence was blasphemy. Now? I’m being hunted because I have been named Samael’s successor. The icing on this disaster cake? I’m pregnant and have a fifth mate. \ Paranormal Reverse Harem Romance. Adult content.\