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Mysterious necromancers. Wicked vampires. Fierce witches. Forbidden alliances. This Academy of Magics will suck you in. Getting into the academy of magic was no easy feat. Especially when it’s not legal for your kind—necromancers—to be there. She’s got to stay under the radar, hide her death magic, hide her birthmark, hide her necromancy tattoos. These might just be the least of Emery’s problems. Being discovered would guarantee expulsion. But when bodies start to show up—bodies killed with death magic—Emery knows she’s the one most likely to be accused.

The shadows have always been with me—silent, waiting, and dangerous. After the accident that took my parents, they became my curse, my secret. Now at the Academy, surrounded by other summoners, my control is slipping. The memories I buried are clawing their way back, and a stranger’s touch has stirred something I can’t explain. I should leave before I hurt someone, but how can I when the only thing darker than my magic is the truth hiding in my past?

Seth Paulson had been tormented by visions of Wren Winters ever since she was taken from him. Every day without her was a battle against the dark forces threatening to consume him. Haunted by the possibility of what Sirus, the ancient necromancer, could be doing to her, Seth knew he had to find Wren before it was too late. His every effort to reach out to her through their magical bond pushed him to the brink, but he refused to let go.

Lucifer, lords of hell, fallen angels, demons, corrupted mortals, hell spawn, and the dark creatures of nightmares. The Devil's Own series is just starting! You’re Lucifer’s daughter. That’s bad, right? Could get worse, if you asked Ashmielle, the devil’s own. Her soul’s been splintered and she’s addicted to consuming souls. Samazrael, her soul mate and bodyguard has finally Ashmielle again, only to lose her to her addiction and a demon gone bad. These two will need a little help. Devil in disguise...

Lucifer, lords of hell, fallen angels, demons, corrupted mortals, hell spawn, and the dark creatures of nightmares. The Devil's Own series is just starting! You’re Lucifer’s daughter. That’s bad, right? Could get worse, if you asked Ashmielle, the devil’s own. She has a power she can’t control. A power that’s coveted by those who want to upend Hell and put a new ruler in charge. Killing Ashmielle is how they plan to get her power. For Samazrael, this is flat-out not going to work. He’s found Ashmielle again, he’s left the ninth circle of Hell, and he has no plans to give up.

Learning you’re Lucifer’s offspring is bad enough but now Ashmielle, the devil’s own daughter, has a power she can’t control. She needs training. Who else can help her but Samazrael, a demon who spent the last few decades in the ninth level of hell. And though Lucifer has released him from his incarceration, Samazrael has not released himself. The sparks between Samazrael and Ashmielle are undeniable and they have nothing to do with Hellfire.

Ashmielle knows there’s something different about her. She simply can’t put her finger on it. Living on her own since she was thirteen, she’s a cynic and hardened to the world’s problems. She tends bar at the place of a crusty old dude named Hank, who is actually a softie on the inside. She minds her own business, puts on a fake smile, and slings beer.

From the depths of ancient texts and royal duties, Gypral, prince of Ephra, finds himself thrust into the glittering court life once more. Tasked with handling the devious Xepmac's faction and preserving the Kresson crown, he must also contend with an arranged marriage that promises more of a distraction than an alliance.

WinnieI thought I knew what I wanted—what was right, what was safe, what wouldn’t break me. Then Bryce’s shadows started whispering secrets. Then Xander’s fire burned too hot to ignore. And suddenly, I was caught between two forces, both pulling me in. They’re my best friends, my protectors. But we all know something between us is shifting, changing. The problem is, if I let go, I might fall. XanderI was always the steady one. The one who knew where I stood. Winnie was mine. Bryce was my brother. But now, I see the way Winnie looks at him.

I’ve always felt too much—emotions, energies, the storm of others’ feelings battering my mind. But now, something darker is closing in. My dreams are poisoned with emptiness, and I can barely keep my walls intact. Xander’s fire steadies me, Bryce’s shadow shields me, but we’re not just fighting for balance anymore—we’re fighting for our lives against a darkness that feels too familiar.

We were never meant to survive. Claudette drained me, dragged us into the shadow realm, and left us to die. But Winnie’s magic exploded, tore everything apart, and saved us all. Now we’re stuck in a collapsing nightmare full of lost souls and shadow demons. I’m exhausted, haunted, and the magic in this place whispers things I don’t want to hear. It wants me to feed, to give in, to lose myself. But I can’t. I won’t. Not while Winnie’s still breathing. I’ll destroy this realm if that’s what it takes to bring her home.