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I have more questions than answers. In one world, I’ve been told to trust no one but Callum. The leaders I’ve always believed in are supposed to be my enemies, and the people I’ve served all my life seem to only see me as a tool to get what they want. But what do I believe?

When dragons are reborn into the world, the one thing driving them is their desire to claim me. Dragons shouldn’t exist. Being a science major, I know the difference between facts and fantasy, but that doesn’t change the fact that dragons have awakened into the world, and my scent is driving them crazy. Because, get this, I’m a female dragon. And the male dragons aren’t the only ones burning with heat. Now, I’m on the run, with my two male best friends trying to find me, a sexy dragon trying to protect me, and an evil dragon on my tail.

My wolves have kept me at arm's length since I became their wife. I expected every man I met to be like that, but Garrick's a whole different man. The minute he demanded to marry me and join our alliance, he seemed to barely be able to keep his hands off me. And if that wasn't a big enough surprise, my wolves don't like it one bit. Suddenly, I'm embarking on a dangerous mission to cure a magical illness with four gigantic shifters fighting all around me. It seems that throwing a doting man into the mix has made my wolves change their minds about what they want from me.

No one ever told me what to do if I ended up 40-something, divorced, and jobless. When my ex knocks at my door with his new girlfriend, I somehow manage to turn them into toads. But that's not possible, right? Still, my ex-husband's car is in the driveway, and he's nowhere to be found. Which doesn't look great for me. So I do the only rational thing I can think of...I run for it, straight back to the small town I grew up in. Mystic Hollow is exactly the way I remember it, except now it seems that everything I thought was normal and boring is supernatural.

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. There's no life for me back home, but maybe, just maybe, if I can show my husbands I'm useful, their lingering touches and heated looks will become so much more… maybe their love will even bring me the home I've always longed for.

When I meet a psychic in Mystic Hollow, I'm skeptical. Even though, you know, I've accepted most of the supernatural world. But who could blame me when the psychic acts like a stereotype from a really corny show? Yet when our hands touch, everything changes. Suddenly, I'm seeing ghosts all over our little town. And when they realize I can see them, I become the karmic justice for far too many ghosts. Just another crazy day in my life though, right? Wrong. When one of the ghosts wants revenge against one of my witchy pals, I find myself trying to dive into the dark past of our town.

I thought being Karma would be a cinch. I thought wrong. Turns out someone knows what I did to my jerk ex and his sleazy girlfriend. Or at least they left me a note telling me they knew, not that they bothered to sign it. When my ex is reported missing and cops from my old town start sniffing around, I know I'm in trouble. What's worse? I find a body outside my house.

As a human, the fae see me as no better than something they scrape off their shoes. I'm good enough to wipe their butts and clean their sheets, but that's about it. So when I lose my job as a maid, I get the fun 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. I don't trust the prince one bit, but left with no other choice, I agree. Only, the spell goes wrong and instead of matching with just him, I'm matched with all four of the fae princes.

In my new life, no one knows my darkest secret. No one knows what I became after death. I doubt the charming male nurse would give me a second look if he knew the truth. I doubt my dominating boss, who I made the mistake of sleeping with, would be quite so possessive of me. And I know the sexy doctor wouldn’t spend all his time flirting with me if he knew.

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. Warning bells should have been ringing in my head, but they weren't. It wasn't until the shifters came for me that I knew better.

When I tapped into incredible powers I never knew I had that wild night, I suddenly became the target of a dangerous ruler. He believes that with me by his side, he’ll rule the world. Unfortunately for him, I have three handsome mates who aren’t about to give me up. My dragon shifter will burn the world down before he lets someone else have me. My mutant, with a heart of gold, will fight with his last breath to protect me. And my berserker will face his darkest demons to keep me by his side.

My life is a giant crap pile with a cherry thrown on top. I'm an immortal woman cursed to kill people with just a glance. And now I've been kidnapped by three mouthwateringly sexy gargoyles, who I'm pretty sure want me dead. But it gets better...While I'm trying to make the best of being a prisoner, guarded by yummy eye-candy, I'm also being dragged on a dangerous mission...I think I'm not just risking my life this time, I'm risking my heart. And that's one thing that even monsters fear.

I can't escape death. It comes for me, one way or another. But when I'm accused of a crime I didn't commit, and thrown away with the worst of supernatural society, I'll have to fight with every ounce of my strength to survive. Only, it isn't that easy. My ex-boyfriend and his two best friends have a plan to escape. One they're willing to include me in. They say something is hunting the criminals in this place, and that our only chance at survival is to get free.

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? Now, my princes are gone to a terrible place, and it's up to me to bring them back. To do so, not only do I need to learn to survive in a new world of darkness and lies, but I need to decide how I feel and what I want for my life. Rescuing the princes is only the first step. Agreeing to turn this fake marriage into a real one is the next—if I can handle it. And then? Well, I need to figure out if I can be the wife to four men tricked by a potion.

Half-breeds are seen as dangerous freaks, rejects, misfits who are useful for absolutely nothing. But my parents made a place for people like us to be free, to live together in peace. It was a sanctuary for half-breeds, and the place all my happiest memories took place. But I should have known it wouldn’t last forever. That peaceful place was destroyed, everyone I loved was killed, and I was taken—and tortured. I don’t know how long I was in that dark place before I was freed, but now I’m a different kind of prisoner.

Being the daughter of a wraith means that death is in my veins. It also means that just because I happen to be found around a lot of dead bodies doesn't mean I'm a serial killer. But try to get the jackass Supernatural Enforcers to believe that. The thing is, I can't tell them what I am, because according to the paranormal world, I'm an "abomination" that would need to be killed. So, I have no good excuse for all the crime scene appearances.

Growing up as the daughter of the beast himself, I saw the wicked truth after happily-ever-after ended. And I vowed to use the only skill I had, my ability to kill, to gain my freedom. But I failed.

I always thought demons were the bad guys. I was wrong. Trapped in a dark prison, I can still remember my three demons as if we were together just yesterday. I dream of being with them again so much that it hurts. But I also know it’s pointless, I’ll never be able to escape this hell. When the guards come for me, the last thing I expect is to be sent back to my men. It seems like my greatest wish is coming true. But when I learn I’m going to be used as a weapon against the demons I love, my dream turns into a nightmare.

I was never meant to be a light fae. There was too much darkness inside of me. So when I met my mate, I dove headfirst into the world of monsters and ghosts that he revealed to me. And then he died. Changed. Different from all the other light fae. I no longer had a place I belonged in. When a night of death and danger threatened to destroy innocent supernaturals, I risked my life to stand between them and the shadow beasts who hunted the dark fae. I never expected the beasts to take me. I never expected to find myself surrounded by the wild shifters deep in the woods.

The dark fae are being hunted, killed, wiped from the planet like a virus. No one seems to be willing to stand up for them. Rayne would’ve been the leader we needed, but now there’s only me. And I might not be charming or sophisticated, but I know how to bring my enemies to their knees. My men seem unwilling to walk away from me, even though all logic says they should. Dwade, Bron, and Lucius are fae royalty. They could have anyone or anything. So why pursue a woman who could only ever bring them pain?