Lacey Carter Andersen

What happens when you're the only female dragon rider surrounded by gorgeous, angry men? Nothing but trouble.

One moment I was having an epic girls’ night, the next I was being hauled away in handcuffs… But that was just the beginning. When I tapped into incredible powers I never knew I had that wild night, I suddenly became the target of a dangerous ruler.

Everyone hates a harpy... For the record, I don't drag people to Hades. I'm not a guardian of the Underworld. And I'm not an evil monster. I'm just... a shifter who happens to control birds. Dangerous? Yes. A monster? No. Unfortunately, most people disagree with me. For some stupid reason.

They say love makes you weak. They’ve never met the men who make me strong. I’m the only female berserker in existence. A living weapon wrapped in prophecy. They say whoever wins my heart will gain unimaginable power, and now a dark king is determined to claim me as his own.

They call me a monster. But the real monster wears a crown. The beast inside me should have been my salvation. Instead, it’s my curse. Captured by the Lord of the House of Berserkers, I’m his prisoner, his obsession—and the prize in a deadly game. My three men would burn the world to reach me.

Look away if you want to live... My life is a giant crap pile with a cherry thrown on top. I'm an immortal woman cursed to kill people with just a glance. And now I've been kidnapped by three mouthwateringly sexy gargoyles, who I'm pretty sure want me dead. But it gets better...

Don't swim in my waters... I've got a bad reputation, and all because of my jackass brother. Yes, I'm known as the mother of all sea monsters. And yes, I can control powerful creatures who kill and destroy on my command. But no, I'm not actually in charge, I'm my brother's slave.

They think they can cage me. They’ve forgotten what happens when a berserker breaks free. My captor wants to make me his bride and his weapon. To claim both my heart and my power. But my heart already belongs to three men who would die before they let him have me.

Being the daughter of a wraith means that death is in my veins. It also means that just because I happen to be found around a lot of dead bodies doesn't mean I'm a serial killer.

Everything I thought I knew was wrong. The good guys and bad guys are switching sides. An evil I never imagined looms ahead. And if we can’t rescue an innocent in time, all will be lost. Including our freedom. My dark fae fears from my life. My vampire and my shapeshifter have sworn to protect me.

This has to be a joke… We almost died escaping from Nightmare Penitentiary, but somehow, we managed to survive and to even get free. And then? Then, we’re thrown right back into peril again.

My ex-boyfriend and his two best friends have a plan to escape. One they’re willing to include me in. They say something is hunting the criminals in this place, and that our only chance at survival is to get free. But freedom has a price. And we’ll pay it over and over again.

Everyone wants me dead. The hunters. The angels. They all see me as a threat. And the thing is… I am. These jerks have been running things for too long. Abusing their power and playing with humans like broken toys. But all that is over. I still don’t know what I am.

I screwed up... Every demon hunter knows the rules. The most important of which is to never leave a personal object in a demon realm. But somehow, I did. That means the demons who found my ring own me. They can use me. They can command me. I'm at their mercy.

We're losing. Innocents are dying. My demons are in danger. And the only way to help them is to find a safe place that even the angels don't know about. But does such a place even exist? There's a battle at hand. A battle between good and evil. I have to find a way to win against impossible odds.

Did your mother ever warn you about the monsters under your bed? Well, they’re real. And they own me. Not that I mind. Yeah, the last thing a demon hunter should do is align herself with demons. But you know what? I’ve spent my life being lied to. And I’m done with that. Demons aren’t our enemies.

I’ve been taken by demons. Taken might be a strong word, but rescued doesn’t exactly sound right either. As an angel, we should be mortal enemies. In fact, I should kill them and send them straight back to hell. Only, my memories are a little fuzzy. My wings have been torn off.

I had a pack. A home. A family. And they took everything from me. So now they’re going to pay. The hunt to save my remaining pack members and punish those that hurt us was my sole goal until I was forced to team up with a group of ex-military men.

My men cannot protect me against the growing forces of enemy dragons, not without help… Evander, Aydan, and Granger want to believe that the strength of their will alone will keep me safe, but we’ve already seen that’s not true. The enemy dragons are powerful. Maybe even more powerful than us.

In my new life, no one knows my darkest secret. No one knows what I became after death. I doubt the charming male nurse would give me a second look if he knew the truth....