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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. Hell, if I found one of them under my bed, I’m more likely to do hot things to him than to slay him. At least now that I know the truth. But those monsters under my bed? The creatures everyone fears? They need my help. Three very sexy demons need me to move heaven and earth to save them.

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. And, it seems, the angels want me dead. So, what’s a girl to do? For now, I’m going to try to stay alive. But eventually, I need to figure out why these three demons seem to adore me. And also, what side I’m on now. If I’m not an angel, and I’m falling for demons, what does that make me? Hunted by everyone, it seems.

One moment I was having an epic girls’ night, the next I was being hauled away in handcuffs… But that was just the beginning. 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.

Look away if you want to live... 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. One that throws me right back into a world which has haunted me for far too long. And if history repeats itself, might end in some seriously twisted scenarios. Things don't look good for me.

Don't swim in my waters... I've got a bad reputation, and all because of my jackass brother. Yes, I'm known as the mother of all sea monsters. And yes, I can control powerful creatures who kill and destroy on my command. But no, I'm not actually in charge, I'm my brother's slave. So, life sucks just about as much as it possibly can. At least that's what I thought until my brother decides I'm more useful sacrificed to angry sea dragons who despise mermaids.

I had a pack. A home. A family. And they took everything from me. So now they’re going to pay. The hunt to save my remaining pack members and punish those that hurt us was my sole goal until I was forced to team up with a group of ex-military men. I want to hate these men, like I hate the rest of the world, but they understand fear, pain, and loss just as I do. It feels like every step we take together, a bond solidifies between us that I don’t understand. But not everything is as it seems. As we work together to find my people, something terrible becomes clear.

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. But freedom has a price. And we’ll pay it over and over again.

I came to The Selection against my will. I don’t want an alpha. Alphas cause pain. Alphas take what they want and they don’t give a darn about anyone else. The last thing I want is to have one claim me, and I’ll do whatever it takes to escape these games without one at my side. Which is exactly when I meet Ezra and Cayson. They make me laugh. Make me feel protected for the first time since the day my brother was murdered. Even make me wonder what life would be like with alphas claiming me as their own.

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. Which leads me to Nightmare Penitentiary, my lovely new home.

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 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.

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.

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. They don’t want an omega, and I don’t want alphas, but we have to make it seem real if there’s any chance of getting free from Kurt. But just when we think things can’t get any more complicated, the feral wolves arrive.

This has to be a joke… We almost died escaping from Nightmare Penitentiary, but somehow, we managed to survive and to even get free. And then? Then, we’re thrown right back into peril again. And as much as I just want to say screw it and give up, I have to pull my “big girl panties” on and keep going. Because the alternative is a very grisly death. Luckily for me, my men and I are a pack of dangerous half-breeds. A wraith. A dark fae. A vampire-shifter. A shapeshifter. And things mixed in with us that even we don’t understand. But in this dark place, everyone is dangerous.

Everyone hates a harpy... For the record, I don't drag people to Hades. I'm not a guardian of the Underworld. And I'm not an evil monster. I'm just... a shifter who happens to control birds. Dangerous? Yes. A monster? No. Unfortunately, most people disagree with me. For some stupid reason. So, it's no surprise when monster hunters, the stoic gargoyles themselves, track me down. What is a surprise? The gargoyles are kind of sexy. But unfortunately, they haven't kidnapped me for bedroom fun. They want to use my abilities to stop a curse and save a town. Easy right?

A bad decision. A moment that changes everything. When my enemy finally gets his hands on me, I know I won’t survive. But when an unexpected stranger comes to my rescue, I think I’m finally safe. Five men call me their mate. Five men would do anything to protect me. Except, can you ever truly be safe when monsters are lurking in your shadows?

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 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. One is bad enough, am I right? Except when I decide to run for it to get a little space, I'm kidnapped and taken on the adventure of a lifetime. Now, I'm not even sure if the men I rejected over and over are coming to get me, or if I'm doomed.

They call me a monster. But the real monster wears a crown. The beast inside me should have been my salvation. Instead, it’s my curse. Captured by the Lord of the House of Berserkers, I’m his prisoner, his obsession—and the prize in a deadly game. My three men would burn the world to reach me. A dragon shifter whose fire scorches everything it touches. A gentle mutant with a heart too pure for this place. And a berserker whose rage mirrors my own. Together, we’ve survived hell before. But this time, love might not be enough to save us. Because some cages aren’t made of iron.

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.