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In a world divided by extremes, where survival hangs by a thread, Runa has always known the rules: stay within the safety of the Helix, never venture into the deadly wilderness, and always obey the laws of the omnipresent System. But when a harrowing encounter with a nightmarish predator shatters her fragile reality, Runa finds herself thrust into a fight not just for her life—but for the very soul of her world.

I may be an immortal psychic, but having a vision that the Horseman of Death will rise and claim my soulmate’s life really puts a crimp in my style. I mean, I just got him back. Apollo has to know I’ll do everything in my power to stop it. But no matter what I do, I can’t seem to push my abilities to give me specifics. Each time I try, it’s like my energy is siphoned and it takes me days to get back on my feet. Neat-o.

In the ashes of my once-perfect home, I face a dire challenge that threatens everything I hold dear. Andres and his Redmond Pack have left my life in shambles, and the safety of my children hangs by a thread. I can't wait idly as rival packs move in on my territory.

After barely surviving the Helix’s ruthless control and escaping into the wilderness, Runa now faces an even greater challenge—surviving the desert of the Unknown Region, alone. Cut off from her friends, with only the enigmatic Caudex to guide her, she must navigate a brutal landscape where the very elements seem determined to consume her. But the sands whisper of secrets buried beneath their shifting tides—secrets that hold the key to Pendomus’s past and the war that is yet to come.

A witch, an angel, and an oracle. Three souls with one destiny: Find the Final Five. I don’t know why I thought finding the final five protectors was going to be easy. Wishful thinking, I suppose. As it turns out, it’s going to take more than I ever thought possible. Not only do we need an oracle with some kickass gifts, but we have to work with her requests to even get her on board. If this doesn’t work–well, let’s just say, nothing else will matter.

Ella Breene never imagined she'd rise to become the Alpha of the Black Crater Pack. She was just looking for a peaceful life in Oregon with her kids, away from her tumultuous past with her ex. But destiny had different plans. In midlife, making friends can be a real headache, especially when those friends are far from ordinary. Ella's found herself tangled up with a group of supernatural beings, and let's just say, it's not all sunshine and roses.

Runa’s journey comes full circle as she and her allies prepare to take on the Helix, the oppressive System controlling Pendomus. Armed with ancient knowledge, her emerging powers, and the strength of those she loves, she must confront Videus—the architect of destruction—before he reshapes her world into a nightmare of control and conformity.

Diana Hawthorne sees more than most people—except when it comes to her own past. With snark to spare and an eye-roll always at the ready, she helps clients navigate everything from cheating boyfriends to dearly departed grandmas. But when a missing person case lands on her doorstep—and the broody, too-good-looking Blake strolls into her life—things get weird.

Ascending to alpha of the Black Crater Pack of freaking werewolves wasn't even remotely on my radar. I was just hoping the move to Oregon with my kids would mean less drama than dealing with the ex. Guess that didn't work out. Now, as it turns out, making friends in midlife is one giant pain in my backside. And believe me, I have enough aches and pains as it is. While some of the pack is thrilled there's a woman in charge, like the sexy guy I just can't stop thinking about, there's a vocal group who'd rather eat glass than see me succeed.

Can one girl's lost humanity return to make her the most powerful being on Pendomus? Or will her naivety force those around her to succumb to a horrifying fate? Only time will tell. Just when all hope is lost - destiny intervenes and sets a new trajectory. The only question is...who's pulling the strings?