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Death slays me, and I let him . . . Kingdoms are broken. The world has shifted. We are not the same as we once were. The queen is no longer the queen, but I am expected to take her place. The tricky part is I'm not sure I want that responsibility. My heart screams for Death while he stays as far away as possible, believing in the prophecy, whereas I believe in us. But sometimes, that simply isn't enough. The real question now is . . . what do I do?

The gods might be crazy . . . Some of them are pissed! I couldn't blame them. How was I supposed to know that all the supernatural nasties I'd reaped were going to overrun Olympus? Most of these gods hadn't been on earth for thousands of years. Some of them are enjoying themselves . . . a bit too much . . . Others are looking for revenge. They're coming for me. It's one thing to wonder whether I can possibly survive the wrath of the gods. Now that they're targeting innocent people to draw me out, I have to ask . . . Is it possible to reap a god?

We all make mistakes, but for most of us we die and they're forgotten—not so if you're immortal. For gods and immortals, grudges live forever. One moment of poor judgment, a lack of understanding, or simply being oblivious to what's going on around you can elevate you to the top of someone's to-do list. Be careful who you piss off. Amid murder, ex-lovers, jewel heists, and much, much wine, the Cumhaill fam jam stays the course of fighting the good fight and standing behind our friends. Ni neart go cur le cheile . . . There is strength in unity.

I lived a pretty ordinary life—a kid raised in my family's bar who went off to college to escape the small-town life. But when my grandfather died and I returned to take over the family business, I discovered a much more extraordinary world waiting for me. Vampires, werewolves, and fae are real. And they want my baby. My daughter is meant to fulfill some crazy prophecy related to the end of all magical creatures, but I'm having none of that. Now, since I can't get rid of them, the three Sexies who walked into my bar that fateful, stormy night, work for me.

Richard MacBlair has all the answers Idina Moorfield needs and is finally willing to share them. Well, most of them. Who knew there was a whole special forces division? Dedicated to people exhibiting magical powers to deal with unique challenges? Things are starting to make a lot more sense to Idina. But a lot more changes may be coming her way. She has to face new challenges. A series of tests to determine if she's good enough for a new special forces group.

Life is a balance—at least that's what I'm told by people smarter than me. Try as I might to spend quality time with Sloan, family, friends, and companion animals, my magnet of mayhem often has other ideas. Adulting is hard. So when I move an adolescent dragon into my backyard, why don't I anticipate the craziness that will ensue? Maybe Sloan's right and I am ridiculous. I like to think I'm an optimist. Either way, it takes a group effort to figure out the mess we find ourselves in and what to do about it.

Is it just a nightmare or a premonition? The suburban witch, Lucy Heron isn't sure, but she has a bad feeling something is coming, not just for her family, but the entire city. Sometimes intuition isn't wrong . . . Shadow Men are on the prowl, trying to return the world to shadow by fulfilling a prophecy. A prophecy that would plunge Los Angeles, then the world, into darkness. It could be the end of the world as humans know it.

Leira Berens has joined federal black ops mixed with her own brand of magic. She's coming face to face with what happens when magic collides with technology and organic matter. Not pretty but very powerful. The hunt is on to stop this new kind of shape-shifting but can she do it without being wiped off the planet? Secrets are swirling all around Leira. Some of them will heal rifts and others could tear them all apart again.

So I just got a call. Apparently my mom—yes, the same one who just came cannonballing back into my life a few weeks ago after ten years without a word—might have killed someone. A self-help guru. You know, one of those guys promising to SHIFT your life into overdrive with his magical secrets. "Shift" because those secrets come from a long lineage of shifters. Yeah, I don't get it either. Then again, I wasn't one of his loyal disciples, so I never paid much attention to his corny late night ads.

Hide all you want. I will find you. I might not wear a cape or a mask, but as an agent for the SMU—Special Monsters Unit—I am plenty heroic. Most of the time. Accidents tend to happen a lot around me since I'm what they call a null witch. Someone who basically murders magic. Sounds cool, right? Not when it causes cursed folks to explode—literally—in my face. Gross. Not to mention I hate shopping for new clothes. Still, I love my job even if it is dangerous. Other parts of my life could use some help, though.

The Grim Reaper has been benched. There hasn't been a soul to reap in months. What did my brother do that has the gods in such a tizzy? It isn't like people stopped dying. If the reapers aren't ushering the souls of the deceased into the afterlife, someone else . . . or something else . . . will do the job. Mercenary monsters of ancient lore have emerged to fill the void. Banshees. Hellhounds. Soul-rippers. All under the command of some other god . . . Whoever he is, he's no friend to the Olympians.

Aurum has a mission. Transported across the world to the great country of Merica, he must do everything in his power to get back to Uropa. Not to mention his side task: kill a land god, currently one of the most powerful creatures on the changed Earth. Can he make it back before the deadline of six months set by the gods, or will the constant challenges of being a White Knight who can't leave well enough alone cause him to be late?

Psychic medium Simon Kincaide and sexy homicide detective Vic D'Amato met hunting a supernatural serial killer. Since then, Simon has become a police consultant on cases involving the paranormal, and Vic has gotten over his doubts about Simon's abilities being real. Along the way, they fell in love and got engaged. But it seems like the danger never ends. Now, the first case Simon and Vic worked together comes back to haunt them as the killer goes to court and all hell breaks loose.

Aurum, the champion of Gold, is in over his head. That is just one of the thoughts he has had over the last week since the world became a game for some bored gods. His god might have told him to win, but that won't stop him from saving as many people as he can in the process. Now he has just a week to reach the site of a battle with the champion of Copper, Harry Barker. With his arsenal of skills and allies growing by the day, he might not be in too bad of shape when he reaches the battlefield.

Trouble is brewing in Nexus, and for some reason, they think I can stop it. Some people are born to greatness. My mother wanted to strangle me at birth. I've not had an easy life, not in a world that thrives on magic. Spells to reinforce buildings. Hexes to give you the face of a supermodel. Or so I've been told. No one can hide their true face from me, and people get ugly when they find out my presence is the reason magic shrivels and dies.

From a young age, my mind has been plagued with things only I could see. Never knowing if these visions were real or just hallucinations, I learned how to lock them down and ignore them. I learned to take solace in the relative anonymity of city life and find peace in the rainy days my city of Seattle is known for. But just when I think my life is getting on track and my dreams are achievable, a moment of weakness causes me to learn a hard and fast lesson. My entire existence has been a lie. Now I'm faced with a new reality that's as implausible as it is fantastical.

How do you mend a broken heart? . . . Put it back into the sorceress it came out of. There's only one way to lift Mallory's death curse and Alec will do anything to save his friend.

You want to pay me to reap supernaturals? I mean, seriously? Don't get me wrong, the money is great. I love my work. But there's a funny thing about being the world's only supernatural reaper . . . You make a lot of powerful enemies. Pissing off all the world's vampires would be frightening enough. Add to that werewolves, witches, banshees, and trolls . . . How the hell am I ever going to get a good night's sleep?

Emmy Davis, the world's most famous fox shifter, went missing two years ago. And I've just been hired to find her. If only things were that simple. The cops have no leads. Other PIs haven't fared any better. The trail is colder than an arctic winter. And to make matters worse, a mysterious creature from Javy Diaz's past has taken an alarming interest in the case. But all that might be the least of my problems. Because you know everything you've heard about the pitfalls of social media? Yeah. Turns out it's worse than that.

It's getting harder to keep magic hidden from the mundane population of Los Angeles. Good thing Lucy Heron and the Silver Griffins are working overtime to keep it a secret. Will it be enough? More magicals are flexing their powers. Nuada Industries' magical owner is trying to take out the competitors so he can grow his business. But something's off about Finn Nuada. There's something hinky about what he's doing. Meanwhile, the younger Herons have their own battle.