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The journey isn't over. Jared and Ella's story continues in the next pulse-pounding installment of the HellBeast Kings story. As darkness looms and the past refuses to stay buried, secrets will be unearthed, alliances shattered, and destinies rewritten.

I was just a data analyst. I paid my taxes on time. I used to feed a cat that wasn’t my own and bake cookies for the office. I was a good girl. How was my reward finding myself penniless, broken down and stuck on the side of the road with everything I owned piled in the back, and all because I was being chased by the Mob? But then again, I must have had some luck left or he wouldn’t have stopped.

Hell. Just do your time, they said. It will be easy, they said. What's a hundred years sentenced to prison in Hell? Well, I can tell you, for an Imp like me, it was a pretty long time. Like most Imps, I am a mischievous sort, and that tends to annoy people, said people like the prison guards. Which meant that my time in Hell had just gotten a lot more complicated. I was about to receive the type of punishment no living soul had ever come back from. Not a single one had ever survived.

With Keira finding death at her door, she is suddenly plunged into a world of the unknown and has to face it alone...or does she? Soon this new life is filled with heartache, shadowed followers and cryptic messages that promise only to lead her deeper into world of the supernatural like never before.

What do you do when running is no longer an option? When the man hunting you not only found you… But now wanted to make you his prisoner? And worse yet, why did that new title make me squirm and want to give myself to him? My Demon captor. Ryker's world was so much more complicated than I ever imagined, and discovering my place in it, even more so.

Keira soon finds herself becoming a pawn in a game she could never hope to win, and now the King on the board is a Vampire on a mission. With the only man to stop him miles away from the mountain prison in which she is kept, she must now choose which path to take in order to survive. With enemies at all sides closing in quickly, she must tread carefully, or she might find the only man to save her isn't the White Knight she loves but the Dark King she loathes.

The age-old story of hating my job was nothing new. Many lived it. Many had experienced it. So going into work that day just felt like any other dreaded day at the office. That was until there was him. A thief who stole more than gold that night. A thief who stole my heart. But I was about to learn how risky that truly was. Because Ryker Wyeth wasn't just any thief. He was a dangerous one. And now, after the chaos he unknowingly released upon my life that night, I was left with only one option… To run. To run from my crimes. To run from the lasting memory of his kiss.

Writing down your dreams…that sounded pretty harmless right? Turned out, I was sort of good at it. Turned out, it made a good book. Because who knew you could make money from writing about the man of your dreams? Who knew it would pay to fantasize about a fictional character you had fallen in love with. But most of all, who knew that one day, a set of doors would open, and you would find out that he wasn't fictional at all...that he was real.

After facing her nightmares head on, Keira soon finds her troubles have only just begun - and if she thought mortals were dangerous then being hunted by the world’s most powerful beings will spin her further into a web of supernatural destruction.

It had to be said that I didn't much care for the Devil. Especially when he tried to use me to control the Beast. But this was his mistake. As such, I had been granted early release, and as for the Beast… he was not happy. So now Hell had a problem. A big one. One named Abaddon who was currently tearing Hell apart trying to find me. Which meant I now had a choice to make. Let the Beast destroy all the realms or find myself a date.

The dust of Battle has settled over the Land. War cries of victory are Echoed throughout Hell. And now I can get back to my life of Lego and Star Trek, With one big difference, I now have a King to share it with. But it seems as if Fate had a different idea for me, And any plans for peace are shattered with the strength of my dreams, Nightmares of one last foe I must face. For the Wraith Master still haunts me and the vow I made even more so. Now I must choose to walk the path of peace, or the path of a promise once made. A promise that will lead me to a place unknown, One not even Lucius ...

The plan had sounded simple, Step into Hell and save a Tree. That was all I had needed to do. However, that plan was becoming more complicated by the minute and that list was growing eternally bigger. Like killing demonic Queens, Removing Claiming Hexes Outrunning hungry beasts And mainly, trying not to piss off Vampire boyfriends, any more than being constantly kidnapped down in Hell is likely to do. And now fate had chosen me to be its blood queen. Only one fuelled by… The Roots of Rage.

Afterlife, just a place for an unhappy king to call home or soon to become a beacon of hope when a new waitress falls at his feet? The Gothic nightclub is about to welcome a new guest, and this time it is one he can’t control. As for Dominic Draven, the king of all supernatural life, handling just one little mortal named Keira should be no problem for him…right? Wrong! As she is his chosen one, she is not meant to be ruled by a domineering, overbearing, arrogant boss who is determined to keep her at arm’s length.

I didn’t intend for it to happen this way. But then again, I never did. No, it was what others had intended for me that was the problem and this had all started yet again with a witch and a double cross. We had made it to the portal, only a trip back to Lucius’ Kingdom wasn’t on the cards. Because now we were to face a new enemy, one with a handsome face, a killer smile and a land full of Dragons! Now we had once again been pushed down the rabbit hole, and this was as far from Wonderland as you can get! For we were not in Kansas Hell anymore. No, this was the Elemental Realm of Fae ...

'Together we stand and together we fall.' Because this time, what is asked of the Chosen One, she cannot do alone. Keira finds herself enlisting the help of her friends as she goes beyond the realms of sanity and steps into a world the likes of no other. One that is filled with personal demons she has no choice but try and tame. Join our heroine as she must face the Fates head on and discover what it truly means to be the Electus.

I tried to hide from the truth and that didn’t work. I tried to run from him and that definitely didn’t work. What was next for me but to try and work off my punishment? One that ended with me sacrificing my own heart the second his Lost Siren finally walked into his life; the one I found for him. I took this as my cue to leave. My cue to run and never look back. That had been the plan and he made a promise to let me go. A promise he quickly broke.

I knew the moment my soul burned. I knew the moment the Wraith of Fire had touched me. And now… Was it really so hard for the Heavens to produce some white light? But no, not even just a warm glow at the end of some graffitied tunnel and as for Pearly Gates, well they wouldn’t be opening for me any time soon! Because I wasn’t where I was supposed to be. And I could forget all my jokes about falling into Wonderland and Oz and seeing any of those fuzzy fellas from Narnia, because no amount of wishing that my life was a fairy tale would make it so. Not when I was caught in this nightmare...

After finding out the traumatic truth, Keira tries to move on from the doors of Afterlife and the love lost through a world of pain. But Afterlife's King isn't yet done with her, and Keira once again finds herself stood opposite the man who broke her heart. However, the truth that she thought she knew will soon unravel, and Keira finds herself following the ribbon of lies all the way to the very gates of hell. And as Keira knows more than most, the pursuit of truth can be a dangerous game to play when your opponents are supernatural killers.

Afterlife...just some gothic nightclub where gossip is fuelled by the presence of a rich and unearthly, handsome family or afterlife...the strange place where time seems to stand still and guests feel the presence of something more powerful held within the confines of the VIP. Keira is new to this small, cold town and is running from a past that seems to feast on her darkest memories. She finds living with her sister away from English soil to be just the ticket to the new life she is trying desperately to find.

The end of days might be over for our newlyweds, but the dark nights are closing in, and what lies waiting in the shadows is what even nightmares are afraid of. Because the King of Hell is back, and now he has a new bride to keep hidden from the world below...a world that shows no mercy, right along with one of their rulers. Could it really be that Draven is keeping secrets from Keira? And if so, how is she ever to reach him when he is hiding in plain sight? A Demon King has finally returned home, and this time.... There isn’t an Angel in sight.