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Caius Oppita has served the Alyrion Empire for more than half his life, watching with growing revulsion as the royal family descends ever deeper into corruption and depravity. Powerless to do more than stand by as the land he loves slides toward civil war and social upheaval, he longs for his days as a general on the battlefield rather than a tame palace lapdog. When the execution of one of the emperor’s inconvenient bastard sons goes wrong, Caius has a choice to make—do his duty, or do what is right and spirit the innocent man away to safety.

Suddenly I’m neck-deep in a world that I’ve never really believed in, no matter what my crazy great-aunt Mabel used to say. Seriously, I have more than enough drama in my life already, without adding an irresistibly mesmerizing nightclub owner to the mix. My boss - a man with a penchant for trouble and the echo of tragedy lurking behind his dark gaze. My new coworkers appear to be universally insane. My deadbeat ex is in trouble with a capital “T”, and if history is any indication, he’ll do his best to drag my son and me right along with him.

Len's been told that not all Fae are scheming, manipulative pricks. A moot point, since this one definitely is - he knows that much from bitter experience. So, when his vampire ex-coworker dumps Albigard of the Unseelie on Len's doorstep, he gives her two hours to find a better hiding place for the Fae fugitive before tossing him straight to the curb with the rest of the garbage.

The gods promised her a savior. The gods are a bunch of lying bastards. Instead of delivering her from a life of slavery, they ripped away everything she ever cared about. Now, Kathrael must choose. Lie down and accept her fate, or risk her life and try to change the future. Destiny is calling, but she won’t face it alone. She has a gentle seer, a crazy lion-shifter, and the ghost of her dead best friend on her side. Of course, none of them have the faintest clue what they’re getting themselves into. But that’s all right. Because Kathrael of Rhyth has chosen to fight for freedom.

In another lifetime, six vampires lost their mates—and their mortality—to an unimaginable evil power. Despite the veil of death separating them, the strength of love draws them together across the ages. But now, if they can’t reunite with the reincarnations of their lost soulmates soon, it may just mean the end of the world.

When the Archangels slammed the pearly gates shut on the great war between the Demons and the Fae, the angel Shemasiel missed the memo. Trapped alone on Earth, she’s spent the past few millennia sticking her nose in where it’s not wanted, and generally being a nuisance to the people in charge.

When I fled my safe haven in the demon realm to deliver news of betrayal and conspiracy to Rans, I thought it meant I was losing everything. Again. Instead, I've just gained the most valuable gift I could ever receive. I’m hopelessly in love with the last vampire on Earth. That’s hardly a news flash at this point. But I never expected my feelings to be returned...and I’ve never been happier to be wrong. Now, he’s mine, and I am his. Our lives are bound inextricably, even unto death. Of course, at this rate it just might come to that.

When you're mated to an immortal vampire, love is forever. Literally. In another lifetime, six vampires lost their mates—and their mortality—to an unimaginable evil power. Despite the veil of death separating them, the strength of love draws them together across the ages. But now, if they can’t reunite with the reincarnations of their lost soulmates soon, it may just mean the end of the world.

Carivel was born female, but she has been secretly living as a boy for years in her adoptive village of Draebard. The last thing she needs is to fall for not one, but two unattainable men—a fierce warrior and a reluctant wolf-shifter with a horrific past. Now, the Alyrion Empire is poised to invade, and Carivel must choose whether to keep her secret or reveal it—not only to the men she loves, but also to the powerful female ruler whose army could help protect Draebard during the coming war.

Skye Chantrell has just escaped a war zone. She's carrying the stolen antidote to a deadly bioweapon. When her damaged shuttle crashes on a remote lunar outpost, she's captured by the leader of a rogue group of barbaric aliens. Now her people's survival - not to mention her own - rests in the hands of the Seven Systems' most feared and hated criminal. A man with the face of a brutal thug, and the eyes of an angel. Hunter Tarthasian has every reason to hate the Regime. He and his comrades have turned vigilante.

Become a bartender at the Vixen’s Den, they said. The owner isn’t really a vampire, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. And suddenly, I’m neck deep in a world I’ve never really believed in, no matter what my crazy Great Aunt Mabel used to say. Seriously, I have more than enough drama in my life already, without adding an irresistibly mesmerizing nightclub owner to the mix. My boss - a man with a penchant for trouble and the echo of tragedy lurking behind his dark gaze.

The forces that took him aren't of this world. I've barely recovered from the revelations that my boss is a vampire and magic is real. Now, my child has been kidnapped by Fae who want to rule humanity, and I've acquired powers I can't control. Blowing doors off their hinges and starting fires with the power of my mind won't help me find Jace.

There’s a smokin’ hot dead guy locked in my garden shed. That part’s bad enough. But now, he’s trying to get out.

Trapped at the mercy of a corrupt Fae Court, Len and Albigard must overcome their harshest challenges yet in order to stop the Wild Hunt and retrieve their friends' lost souls. Albigard's father seeks to use his estranged son as a weapon against their enemies, the demons. And apparently, he's not bothered by the idea of entire worlds becoming collateral damage in his endless war.

Carivel, Andoc, and Senovo have defied convention by declaring their love for each other. Carivel is a pariah - a female who has been quietly living as a man. Senovo has been hiding his shape-shifting curse, believing the wolf inside him to be a vicious killer. When their secrets are finally revealed to the village elders, they fear dragging Andoc down with them. Next in line to become Draebard's tribal chieftain, Andoc risks his position by continuing with such an unorthodox relationship.

When four priceless dragon eggs are stolen from my island home of Eburos, my experience with both dragons and espionage make me the obvious choice to go after them. Dragons are my people’s most valuable weapon. Allowing them to fall into the hands of our enemies across the sea is unthinkable.

When the Archangels slammed the pearly gates shut on the great war between the Demons and the Fae, the angel Shemasiel missed the memo. Trapped alone on Earth, she’s spent the past millennia sticking her nose in where it’s not wanted and generally being a nuisance to the people in charge. Posing as human investigative reporter Neveah Lane, she’s first on the scene of a mysterious death with hallmarks of the supernatural. But when one of Hell’s most notorious demons is also sent to investigate, it quickly becomes apparent that more is at stake than the death of a single woman.

New Orleans is a hot mess. Ancient feuds. Demonic forces bent on destruction. Oh, and apparently vampires are real. Della didn’t sign up for any of this. She didn’t sign up for violence and mayhem in the streets of the Big Easy. She didn’t sign up to be a magnet for an evil force intent on hunting down the reincarnated souls of its enemies.

Len's been told that not all fae are scheming, manipulative pricks. A moot point, since this one definitely is - he knows that much from bitter experience. So, when his vampire ex-coworker dumps Albigard of the Unseelie on Len's doorstep, he gives her two hours to find a better hiding place for the fae fugitive before tossing him straight to the curb with the rest of the garbage.

Evil Fae are trying to take over the world. Okay, right - that’s actually old news. Unfortunately, it’s even worse than that now. Because now, they intend to use my son - and other human children with magical parents - to do their dirty work for them. The Fae realm is dying, its magic growing ever more unbalanced. And I guess by comparison, Earth looks like a nice, juicy alternative. They even have a foothold here, ever since the human world became spoils in the last war between the Fae and the demons - a war the demons lost. All I wanted was to get my son back.