Some girls get a stepfamily. I got claimed by one.
My mother married a king. That makes me a hostage with a house key-two stepbrothers who look at me like I'm already theirs, a third man who saw me once and never left, a stepfather who talks about me like inventory, and a family "business" that isn't what it seems.
It's a circuit, lit up gold at midnight, where masked men decide who they belong to and who belongs to them.
Cassian doesn't ask permission. He corrects reality until it agrees with him- and somehow, so do I.
Asher set a rule the day I moved in: hands off. I don't know yet that the rule was never about protecting me. It was about him.
Rafe breaks rules like other people break promises-easily, beautifully, and only when it matters most.
I didn't come here looking for any of them. They found me anyway.
This isn't a love triangle. It's a war, and I'm the trophy nobody agreed to let them share.
Ignition Rites is Book One of Asphalt & Altars. A dark, taboo, why-choose romance with a forbidden family harem, a cult hiding in plain sight, and a heroine who doesn't know that the season has already claimed her.