Elena Lawson

Morally black. Unhinged. Killers. Corvus, Rook, and Grey – the Crows. Bred in a world of gang wars, violence, and secrets, they rule the bloody town of Thorn Valley and all the people in it…too bad for me, I’ve never been good at kissing ass or keeping quiet.

My fresh start is finally around the corner—but so is the man standing in the middle of the f*cking road. He could’ve died when I hit him, and his two friends are downright furious.

The polished metal stakes strapped to my thighs have pierced the hearts of so many vampires I’ve lost count. And after five years, I still haven’t found him - the vamp with one blue eye and one brown....

I was sick of being the girl who ran so this time I stayed. For them. Hardin and Kaleb. But now, thanks to Aodhan, there's a target on my back.

After Dad cut me off, it was time to start over, far away from my past. New city. New university. New life. A whole new me. Too bad they seem hellbent on ruining my plans. The Kings of Kilborn have set their sights on me, threatening to ruin everything I've built for myself....

Bred in a world of gang wars, violence, and secrets, they rule the bloody town of Thorn Valley and all the people in it...too bad for me, I’ve never been good at kissing ass or keeping quiet. Even if their savage spirits awaken something inside of me I thought was long dead....

Warped Minds is the fourth and final book in the Boys of Briar Hall series and should be listened to after Twisted Games....

This place and these men have seeped into me, and not even my blades can cut them out. But Rook, Corvus, and Grey aren’t the only ones keeping me up at night. There’s Diesel St. Crow, an imminent gang war, and an anonymous shadow from my past....

The trials will last 60 days. They can happen anytime, anyplace, and anyone or anything is fair game. I won’t see them coming. I’ll need to be ready at all times. Prepared to fight, to steal, to save, and to kill at Diesel St. Crow’s command....

I thought I had it bad—living in my dead Dad’s old hunting blind in the woods, barely staying alive on apples and ramen…that was before the storm hit and destroyed the only form of shelter I had left.

The hallowed halls of Arcane Arts Academy are no place for an orphan who peddles illegal potions and lives out of a caravan . . . and yet here I am. After my volatile magic nearly killed a bunch of mortals, I thought for sure I'd be carted off to Kalzir prison, but they sent me here instead...

I hated Ryland from the start. Now that he’s my alpha, hate is nowhere near a strong enough word. I’m barely holding on as it is, I don’t need him barking orders at me every chance he gets.

The final book in the Arcane Arts Academy is finally here. Finish the story of Harper Hawkins and her mates today!...

The explosive conclusion to The Last Vocari series is here. Follow Rose as she takes her place among the monsters she once hunted to fight her greatest battle yet....

I’ve been captured. Don’t even get me started on how pissed off I am. My rage is raging. Azrael is the most powerful vampire I’ve ever encountered, and I hate knowing I can’t beat him....

No matter what I say, both the Arcane Authorities and the Arcane Council deny any witch involvement in the kidnapping and slaughter of the shifters and vampires. It's total bullsh*t. I know what I saw, and I'll prove it. But just when I think I'm onto something—disaster strikes. A student is...

Finding out I'm descended from royalty should have been like winning the lottery. Except I got all of the renown and none of the spoils. That's what it means to be related to the dark prince. Still reeling, I throw myself into uncovering more about my dark heritage. Meanwhile, Cal and Adrian try...

I’m not just Allie Grace anymore. A beast slumbers beneath the surface of my skin. I have new urges and impulses. Not to mention a hot temper that flares up at the slightest provocation. But that’s not all—apparently, I’m also mated.

After the shitstorm in the streets of Baton Rouge, one thing has become startlingly clear: I’m not safe, and as long as I’m still breathing, I may never be. I could accept that if it didn’t also jeopardize the safety of my guys....

Want to know what's worse than being torn away from everything you knew? Try finding out that everything you knew was a lie. Yeah. That's where I'm at. Turns out there's a lot I didn't know. About myself. My parents. Hell, about everything. It seems like for every answer I find, I'm handed two...