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My one piece of advice: Never kiss a stranger. See, I kind of kissed this sexy man at the bar on a dare once, and it turns out he’s a Royal Fae destined to be my mate. Now I’ve been dragged to the Elemental Fae Academy to control the powers I unlocked that night. So kissing? Yeah, that won’t happen again. Nope.

Asset File 4-7: Elizabeth Watkins. Genotype: Non-Human. That's the only information Jayson Masters has about his newest assignment. To learn more, he'll need to infiltrate her life in the most intimate of ways without getting too close. Game on. Lizzie's new neighbor is loud, seductive, and ridiculously attractive. And he keeps flirting with her. With the recent death of a close friend hanging over her head, Lizzie tentatively agrees to a new friendship in hopes of ignoring her broken heart.

A simple mission turns deadly as the daughter of death is kidnapped by an old enemy seeking revenge. Now it's up to me to find her and I will kill anyone who steps in my path. The son of chaos isn't playing. I'm armed, I'm pissed, and I want my Evangeline back. It's time for heaven and hell to meet the real archangel inside of me. Everyone will pay. Many will die. Silver will slay. And a new power will ascend from the Shadows....

A dead body. A missing daughter. A silver blade. All the clues point to one person: Me. My name is Evangeline, and I’m a retired assassin who wants nothing to do with the underworld. But an edict from a Demonic Lord forces me to return to the man and the life I left behind. I have seven days to prove my innocence. Whoever set me up is going to die.

Once upon a time, humankind ruled the world while lycans and vampires lived in secret. This is no longer that time. Welcome to the Clemente Clan. Be careful. We bite.

Rae: Blood Day - the culmination of my training. The day I find out my fate. I will not cry. I will not beg. I will remain calm. Emotions are for the weak, and I am not weak. My name is Rae and I will survive this. But I never expected him to call my name. Kylan: Someone wants to frame me for immortal insanity? Be my guest, darling. I'll just pick a fighter as my bait, a consort with a hint of defiance. And when the culprit attempts to bite, I'll be the one who bites back. Because no one touches what's mine, including the fiery redhead at my side.

Juliet: It is my duty to obey, to give my body and blood to a vampire master until he no longer has use for me. There is no escape. Nowhere to run. Follow the rules or die. I don't want to die. Darius: Twenty-two years of conditioning has crafted the perfect poison-a weapon my enemies won't see coming. I'll break her, train her, and use her to take down everyone who stands in my way. She's alluring. She's perfect. And she's mine.

“Mate me or die. Your choice.” The words weren’t meant for me, but I felt them resonating in my very soul. What would I choose? Death. Of course, I would just burn to ash and wake up again with the same damn problem swirling around in my heart and mind. My inner beast thinks it has imprinted on a Halfling Hell Fae. Without my permission.

"What are you wearing under this dress?" he asked, his mouth brushing hers, the words whisper-soft. Not what she expected him to say. "E-excuse me?" His teeth sank into her lower lip, making her yelp. "Focus." On what? The demon club? The humans dying downstairs? The fact that you're a f--king vampire? Where should I begin? He sighed, his forehead falling to hers. "Astasiya, we have very little time to sort this before the Conclave. I need you to work with me. Both our lives depend on it. What are you wearing?"

For years, I’ve just been Serapina the human. Now, I’m Sera the Mythos Fae Omega. And apparently I harbor millennia’s worth of secrets inside my soul. So not only am I trying to discover the memories hidden somewhere within my mind, but I’m also on the run...with three irresistible fae.

The board has been set. The players have been chosen. Vivaxia tried to make Camillia a pawn in our eternal game—when she’s wrong about her. She’s not meant to be a pawn. She’s our queen. The Hell Fae Realm is in dire need of one, especially when rogue Virtuous Fae magic strikes. Who is an enemy? Who is being controlled? The last thing I want to do is punish the innocent, but that’s all part of Vivaxia’s game. She wants to hurt me, and deeply. That means dismantling everything I’ve built, finding ways to make all of the kingdoms turn on me. Had she planned for every outcome, she might have won.

Un cadavere, una ragazza scomparsa e una lama d'argento. Tutti gli indizi portano a una sola persona: me. Mi chiamo Evangeline e sono un ex-assassina che non vuole avere più niente a che fare con la malavita. Un editto di un Signore Demoniaco mi costringe però a tornare dall'uomo e dalla vita che ho lasciato. Ho solo sette giorni per dimostrare la mia innocenza. La mia unica certezza è che chiunque mi abbia incastrato morirà.

Il cadavere di un umano. Il marchio di un Succubo. Un decreto che rispedisce la colpevole all’Inferno. E la colpevole sono io. Mi chiamo Gwen, e sono un Succubo con problemi di autocontrollo. Ma non sono stata io a combinare questo casino. Adesso ho dodici giorni per dimostrare la mia innocenza. Nessun problema. Se non fosse per un piccolo dettaglio: i due sensuali demoni decisi a darmi una mano a scagionarmi. Lord Zebulon riesce a farmi venire voglia di buttarmi in ginocchio con una sola occhiata. E Zane di recente mi ha spezzato il cuore.

Tanto tempo fa venni ingannata da un Arcangelo. Mi legò a lui per l’eternità e poi mi lasciò all’Inferno a sopravvivere da sola. Non sono più la donna che ero una volta, sono più forte. Più veloce. Più dura. E letale. E sto venendo a prendere te, Arcangelo Ezra.

The God of Death says I’m his long-lost bride. His soul mate. An Omega who betrayed him two thousand years ago. He believes my memories are the key to our survival. Only, they’re memories I no longer possess. Because I’m not who he thinks I am. I’m Serapina, not Persephone. A human, not an Omega. And that knot he keeps talking about? Yeah, that’s not coming anywhere near me. Except Hades isn’t the only one threatening to claim me with his knot. Morpheus, the God of Dreams, says I belong to him, too.

I’m a broken Omega. A hybrid wolf shifter An abomination to dragonkind. If these Alpha dragons find out, they’re going to send me back to the nomad lands… to die. They already suspect that I’m something “other.” Hence the evaluations and trials laid out before me. So when my Alpha guard offers me a set of magical gold coins, I try to use them to buy favor with the Royal Court. Except they want more. To survive, I strike a deal with my handsome guard—I’ll give him whatever he wants in exchange for more of his golden enchantments. There’s just one problem.

I'm a prisoner. A pet. A being of supreme power on a leash. Why? Because my arranged mate borrowed my power and nearly killed the House of Gold and Garnets King. Oh, he knew I was innocent. Just like his successor King Kaspian does as well. But that hasn't lessened my sentence; it's simply made my prison cell a little more comfortable. Because instead of bars, I'm stuck in one of the new kings bedrooms. And he's tasked three immensely handsome mercenaries to guard me.

The male I'm forever bonded to is now a monster. A cruel beast. A vampire without remorse and no memories of our previous existence together. He has no idea who I am. What I mean to him. Who we used to be together. But I'm not giving up. He will remember me. I vow it.

It’s Monsters Night, the annual event where the portals to other realms and realities open, and monsters flood the streets to search for their potential mates. And I’m one of the candidates. Why? Because I broke all the rules. I fought back against the elitist system hellbent on enslaving humankind. And f--k if I’m going to let one of these monsters claim me. Let alone three of themOrcus.

I loved an Alpha once. An unattainable Elite. A former V-Clan Prince. I thought we had a connection. A unique bond founded on our shared values and aspirations. Then he broke my heart with a few choice words. He doesn't want me? Fine. I'll find an Alpha who does, which is how I end up on the stage being introduced as Candidate Thirteen of the Eligible Omega Mate program. Except, there's just one tiny problem—the Alpha who broke my heart is in charge of supervising the mating activities. Which means he's privy to every interview. Every date. Every kiss.