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Wren Winters had barely survived an attack that decimated her team, leaving her the sole survivor, haunted by guilt and unresolved rage. Her every step at the Academy was shadowed by memories of screams and loss, an echo of darkness that clung desperately to her soul. In this charged atmosphere, she crossed paths with Seth Paulson, a student tormented by prophetic visions of doom and despair.

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.

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.

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.

Bazran Sholerunner, captain of the Ephral fleet's flagship Slipstream, never expected his latest prisoner, Minnow, a defiant Fallaran fighter, to challenge him in ways no other had before. Captured in the vast expanse of space, Minnow was more than just a pawn in the ongoing conflict between their worlds; she was a mystery he couldn't resist trying to solve. As their battles of strategy and strength unfolded, both Bazran and Minnow discovered that the war between their people was nothing compared to the turmoil within their hearts.

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.

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.