Ella Fields

The king of wolves was more beast than man, more tyrant than king, and so much more than he seemed. Raised to avenge his murdered parents, he’d been trained and conditioned until nothing but violence and hatred lined the walls of his dead heart. For nearly four years, I’d done all I could to help my kingdom as we faced the wolf king’s unconquerable evil—hardly anything at all. As the only heir to the Gracewood line, I’d been relegated to menial tasks that would keep me and my secrets safe. A chance to do more than fret behind our castle walls arrived when I breached them after overhearing my parents’ plans for my future. Fleeing, I unknowingly raced into a fate we’d all desperately hoped to avoid. By the time I saw him coming, it was far too late. For my family. For my kingdom. For my heart. Before I could staunch the bleeding, the king had me under his giant paw, and one wrong move after another caused those razor-sharp claws to sink deeper and deeper beneath my bruised skin. I might have been trapped, naïve, and furious, but I still had a kingdom to save—and a plan. Yet when we collided, the bloodshed, the fear, his atrocities... all of it dissolved like stardust upon the night sea. The stars had mapped out our destiny, but it didn’t matter what they or my heart wanted. I refused to see the enigmatic male, the heartless lost boy with a soul beneath the flesh of a monster. The savage king who’d destroyed everything I loved would fall—even if my heart fell with him. — Inspired by Hades and Persephone, Rumpelstiltskin, and The Swan Princess, The Savage and the Swan is not connected to any other Ella Fields novel. It’s a full-length standalone romantic fantasy containing mature content.

A heartbroken faerie queen in search of an evening of escape awakens the heart of a grumpy wolf warrior who will bring kingdoms to their knees to claim her. When I was young, I was told that my true love would be a faerie king. I didn’t heed the warning. I tumbled into love as soon as our eyes first met, unaware that he wasn’t what he seemed. My king wanted marriage, power, devotion, and a family. He had all but one, and as our kingdom stood upon the precipice of ruin, the weight of failure tore us apart. Though it was not the war but his betrayal that sent me running to a foreign land. And straight into the arms of a one-eyed warrior. The wolf was a weapon of heartless destruction, a rogue without a real name, and nothing I was allowed to want. A week spent within his city and the walls of his threadbare home was all it took to irrevocably change everything. And nothing at all. For there was no escaping the life I’d once thought I’d cherish forever. My kingdom was dying and my king would soon start searching for his missing queen. Attempting to keep all I’d found in the heartache he’d caused would only create more. So I fled from the wolf who hadn’t learned my true identity, and I returned to my kingdom with a silent vow to heal my torn heart. I would try to forgive my faithless husband and accept my bloodstained future. But those meddlesome fates had other plans. The warrior I’d left without warning was born a hunter and conditioned to be a monster. An alpha in his own right, he would accept nothing less than what he hungered for. Even if the battle of his life delivered our hearts to their doom and our kingdoms to their knees. _ A standalone fantasy romance that takes place in the same world as The Savage and the Swan. Can be read on its own. Contains spice and a HEA. No cliffhanger.

Ella Fields delivers a treacherously tender love story set in an all-new fantasy world. I’d known exactly who he was—the Unseelie prince. But I hadn’t known just what he was. I’d been fooled. The creature I’d formed a tentative friendship with in my family’s dungeon was not the gentle, intriguing prince I’d thought him to be. He was a monster. A bloodthirsty beast. And I’d helped him escape my uncle’s clutches. Such a betrayal called for severe consequences, and the price of releasing the biggest threat our kingdom had faced in hundreds of years was not one I would survive. But upon discovering my uncle’s foiled plans for their prince, the Unseelie demanded vengeance, and an agreement was made. My savior and my doom returned, and this time, he wasn’t leaving without me. Regardless of how I loathed him, the deceitful and dangerous male was my last hope. Yet when he looked at me, touched me, dared to love me, the beliefs I’d worn as armor began to melt. I couldn’t let that happen. Though avoiding fate would prove impossible when the only way to save my life was to surrender it by marrying the monster who’d destroyed it. - This enemies to lovers romantasy contains mature content. It’s a complete standalone and not connected to any other Ella Fields novel.

There is no escaping the middle lands, the gloomy buffer between the human kingdom and the faerie realms. When my guardian is killed by the Wild Hunt after waiting twenty years to trade me for her human daughter, I’m left with no choice but to try. To find those who discarded me at birth, I must sneak into Faerie. But my deceased guardian left more than scars upon my heart. Debts are owed to the madam at the Lair of Lust, and I’m forced to repay them. My first client is a faerie king who offers to give me everything I’ve always wanted. The king will take me to Faerie if I make a blood vow to marry him. A collection of sweltering meetings fool me into believing his reasons for choosing me to be his queen—a changeling without so much as a name. For upon my arrival in his kingdom, I receive the answers I’ve craved and the truth behind his motives. My wonder and infatuation for the king and his wintry realm are snuffed by hatred and fear. Though loathing him is futile when venomous words and spiteful games only prove to excite him. Once again, I’m trapped. This time, with an enemy I cannot hide from. One with enough heat in his eyes to melt my resolve, and enough power at his frosted fingertips to accomplish his sinister goals. To survive all I’ve discovered, not only will I need to unearth King Florian’s dead heart—I will need to guard my own before he tricks it, too.

My first love was my brother’s best friend. A lead singer in their band. A picture of rugged perfection. And a drunk soul mate who couldn’t commit. My second love was an arrogant baseball player. A player in every sense of the word. A smooth-talking, reliable best friend. And a chance at something beautiful and true. The problem with having a first and second love? That would be loving them at the same time. My story isn’t some sexy triangle. It’s exquisite agony. Fate gave me two men to love, but none of us knew which one I could keep.

Heartless. Conceited. Shallow. Three simple words to describe me. I had everything a girl could ask for, yet nothing I truly needed. I'd made peace with who I was and the expectations set upon me long ago. Only to have that peace shattered when a nameless hero rode into my world. I wasn't allowed to have him. Too bad I never cared much for the word no. Because I'd soon learn the hard way that too much self-indulgence could result in incurable consequences.