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Three fae spies on the mission of their lives. One Fate-Touched slave they crave to possess. In a journey across worlds where humans exist for the pleasure of other creatures, will they protect their captive, or ensure her demise? I was brought to a slave outpost on a dying rock as a child. For years, I've kept my head down, hoping I'm not noticed. The new Masters never understand what I am, why I'm dangerous, or why they should leave me alone. But they learn. They learn, or they die. For I am Kismet. Fate-Touched. I can't be hurt without fate delivering swift punishment to those who harm me.

I never saw it coming, but I should have. Their betrayal has ensured my punishment at the hands of the monster I thought was dead. Varrik is determined to break me, his brutal games stripping away my hope for a future as surely as my flesh is flayed from my bones, a canvas for his depraved diversions. Kallum, Grey, and Dane—the fae males I'd foolishly allowed into my heart—have delivered me to my worst nightmare.

At fifteen, I was a killer—a weapon forged by a deceiving madman's twisted desires. A little bird in a gilded cage, my soul destroyed and remade in his image. I wielded a power no mortal creature should ever control, one I vowed never to use again. Seven years later, I thought I'd escaped that life. I never expected my past to find me, let alone in the form of the three fae warriors who used to invade my every thought. Dane, Grey, and Kallum—oblivious to my true identity these past few years—now see me for what I am.

When I was 14, a woman I called Mom was murdered...and it was my fault. I’ve been on the run ever since, but someone’s chasing me. I don’t know who they are or what they want. The only thing I’m sure of is that I need to keep moving or more people will die. They’re going to find me again. They always do. The human authorities are useless. The supernatural cops, even worse. My only hope is the Iron Incubi MC, the biggest, baddest, meanest supes around. I’m sick of running, and I’m desperate enough to make a deal even if it costs me everything I have left.