prison romance | Helle Gade

❄️ Happy release day, Melody & Everly 💙

Shadow Isle Reformatory where the good, the bad, and the worst are sent to be fixed. What no one tells you, is the teachers don’t give two shits, and its more of a prison than an actual reformatory. The only thing we learn here, is how to survive.

Being born of winter and ice, survival should have been no issue for me. There was one catch, I had no clue how to control it. I was a constant disappointment to my family, one they feared instead of loved. It didn’t help that my sister had it out for me and was determined to have me sent away.

My sister got her wish, and I was sent to hell on earth, needing to figure out who to trust, and who was my enemy. I find the most unlikely allies, or at least I thought I had until I learned that betrayal was right in our midst.

A druid, the son of Lucifer, a Lion shifter and the son of Jack Frost himself…. Who can I trust and who is ready to betray me, just as my family had?

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Conveniently Convicted (Paranormal Prison) by Ivy Asher & Raven Kennedy

Nightmare Penitentiary is no joke. The worst of the worst in the paranormal world end up at NP, and I just got sentenced there.

For others, this might be cause for freaking the hell out. But for me, it’s a fucking relief.

You see, I’ve been sold off to the big bad asshole, Alpha Bowen—thanks mom and dad! But if they think I’m going to go quietly, or at all, they haven’t been paying attention to how I roll.

Nightmare Penitentiary is the perfect place to escape, and I’m ready. If only people would stop trying to break me out. Seriously, it’s annoying.

I’m ready to relax and serve my sentence, but then I meet the prison guard, Rook. I can’t seem to escape his heated stares, the head wobbles, or the dimples. Sweet pop rocks, the dimples!

You’re not supposed to meet the male of your dreams in prison, but tell that to fate. Too bad I’m not as out of reach from the troubles hunting me down as I thought…and now, there’s nowhere to run because, like, I got myself imprisoned. FML.