Lacey Carter Andersen

Do monsters have midlife crises? Because I’m pretty sure I’m having one…My kind bring trouble and chaos wherever they go. I can’t change that; it’s just the way things are.

I never thought I'd be spending my early twenties imprisoned... When I was betrayed by the men I trusted most in the world, the consequences were severe. All I've thought about since then is getting my revenge on the men who broke my heart.

The world was never supposed to have dragons again... and I was certainly never supposed to become one. Now, I’m at the center of a war I don’t understand, bonded to powerful dragons who refuse to let me go, while being hunted by those who want to control me. They don’t just want to protect me.

A strange thing happens when you think you’ve lost the person you love… Granger falling from the sky, and me not being able to save him, was one of the worst feelings in the world. But all that changes when I meet the storm dragon at last. Now, my harem is complete.

What happens when you're the only female dragon rider surrounded by gorgeous, angry men? Nothing but trouble.

I got into the guild… but that was just the beginning. Imprisoned for attempting to kill a dangerous vampire, I finally gained my freedom after years of suffering. Now, I’ve been sent to the Guild of Assassins where I must succeed or lose my freedom once more. But nothing is that easy.

My mother sold me to the shifters, all in the name of peace. For more than a century, the witches and shifters have been at war. So when my mother came home with the news that peace had been struck between us, I should've known better.

I’ve been taken by demons. Taken might be a strong word, but rescued doesn’t exactly sound right either. As an angel, we should be mortal enemies. In fact, I should kill them and send them straight back to hell. Only, my memories are a little fuzzy. My wings have been torn off.

Did your mother ever warn you about the monsters under your bed? Well, they’re real. And they own me. Not that I mind. Yeah, the last thing a demon hunter should do is align herself with demons. But you know what? I’ve spent my life being lied to. And I’m done with that. Demons aren’t our enemies.

I'm not the witch my husbands think I am. I'm about as good at magic as I am at flirting, which is pretty darn bad. Still, I'm going to try to save them. Not just because it's the only way to save myself but because I want to.

As a human, the fae see me as no better than something they scrape off their shoes. So when I lose my job as a maid, I get the choice of either becoming a whore or starving to death—until a fae prince presents me with a plan involving a magical spell that will make the world believe I'm his mate.

My mates have all the wooing power of a badger with diarrhea, so it's no surprise when I'm not exactly eager to bend over and become their bride. Not that their ridiculously bad moves are entirely to blame. I'm quaking in my cheap boots at just the thought of having four husbands.

When dragons are reborn into the world, the one thing driving them is their desire to claim me. Dragons shouldn’t exist.

Apparently, the best time to ask someone a life-or-death question is when they're fresh from being kidnapped and tired as hell. Who knew?

Two handsome alphas have claimed me as their mate in order to protect me from the man who killed my brother, Kurt. Our relationship is fake.

Two enemies. One competition. And a dangerous magical world they must survive. At 21 years old, my focus should be on college, boys, and friends. Instead, I’m one of the chosen. One of two people capable of going to a magical world to bring back a resource my people need to survive.

All my life I was nothing. Average. Forgotten and overlooked. And then a powerful fae claimed me as his mate, changing everything. But death took him from me. And then an attack in the night left me a prisoner to the dangerous shadow beasts....

Dragons exist, and I’m one of them. Only, I’m not alone. From the moment the stubborn military man shifted into a dragon, everything changed. Now, I’m torn between two men: one that my dragon claims, and one that my heart claims.

They say love makes you weak. They’ve never met the men who make me strong. I’m the only female berserker in existence. A living weapon wrapped in prophecy. They say whoever wins my heart will gain unimaginable power, and now a dark king is determined to claim me as his own.

Dying was just the beginning… I know the truth of what I am. A rare and dangerous supernatural that was believed to be hunted to extinction. But now what? On one hand, I have the three men who love me and a chance at a future with them. My shy shifter. My royal vampire. And my dangerous half-breed.