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A great primal power has risen. The Queen of Flesh and Fire has become the Primal of Blood and Bone—the true Primal of Life and Death. And the battle Casteel, Poppy, and their allies have been fighting has only just begun. Gods are awakening across Iliseeum and the mortal realm, readying for the war to come. But when Poppy falls into stasis, Cas faces the very real possibility that the dire, unexpected consequences of what she is becoming could take her away from him.

Chosen from birth to usher in a new era, Poppy’s life has never been her own. The life of the Maiden is solitary. Never to be touched. Never to be looked upon. Never to be spoken to. Never to experience pleasure. Waiting for the day of her Ascension, she would rather be with the guards, fighting back the evil that took her family, than preparing to be found worthy by the gods. But the choice has never been hers.

While Sera is finally free of Kolis and back with those she loves, not everything is calm. Memories of all she’s endured still haunt her, but Sera finally has hope for a future with the other half of her heart and soul. Nyktos desires, loves, and accepts every part of her—even the monstrous bits she still battles.

Poppy ist eine Auserwählte. Wenn sie den Segen der Götter erhält, wird sie die Einzige sein, die ihre Heimat vor dem Angriff des Verfluchten Königreiches retten kann. So will es die Tradition. So will es das Gesetz. Das Leben einer Auserwählten ist einsam. Niemand darf sie ansehen, geschweige denn mit ihr sprechen oder sie berühren. Eines Tages wird der attraktive Hawke - mit den goldenen Augen, dem frechen Grinsen und den provokanten Sprüchen - Poppys Leibwache zugeteilt, und sie merkt, dass es in ihrem Leben so viel mehr geben könnte als nur ihr Amt.

Chosen from birth to usher in a new era, Poppy’s life has never been her own. The life of the Maiden is solitary. Never to be touched. Never to be looked upon. Never to be spoken to. Never to experience pleasure. Waiting for the day of her Ascension, she would rather be with the guards, fighting back the evil that took her family, than preparing to be found worthy by the gods. But the choice has never been hers.

Chosen from birth to usher in a new era, Poppy’s life has never been her own. The life of the Maiden is solitary. Never to be touched. Never to be looked upon. Never to be spoken to. Never to experience pleasure. Waiting for the day of her Ascension, she would rather be with the guards, fighting back the evil that took her family, than preparing to be found worthy by the gods. But the choice has never been hers. The entire kingdom’s future rests on Poppy’s shoulders, something she’s not even quite sure she wants for herself. Because a Maiden has a heart. And a soul. And longing.

Der Kampf den Poppy, Casteel und ihre Getreuen ausfechten müssen, hat gerade erst begonnen. Überall – sowohl im Iliseeum als auch in der Welt der Sterblichen – erwachen die Götter und bereiten sich auf den Krieg vor. Als Poppy kurz davor steht, die Fülle ihrer Macht zu erlangen, fällt sie ins Koma, und Cas muss fürchten, sie für immer zu verlieren. Die einzige Chance auf Rettung liegt in ihrer gemeinsamen Vergangenheit, und so beginnt für die beiden Liebenden eine Reise zum Beginn ihrer Geschichte.

Ashira Cohen is justifiably proud of the detective agency she’s built from the ground up. Sure, it’s small—but Sherlock Holmes started somewhere, right? Then a routine stakeout ends with a blow to the head, a mysterious tattoo on her scalp, and the kind of dangerous magic that comes with its own user manual. Spoiler: she didn’t get the manual. And don’t even get her started on the golem.

Vellene Winloc fears the tyrannical blood in her veins. But her first kill has stripped her of innocence, and the more she wields her power, the less she resists its hunger. Every Winloc is destined to destroy, and she is no exception. Mogaell Winloc was never given a choice. The power of Death was forced upon her as a child, twisting her soul into something unrecognizable. Now, she fights not for conquest or revenge—but for the one thing she has never known: freedom.

The punishment for vampirism is to be burned at the stake. Necromancers, should they be captured, are hung. I am both. My master bestowed upon my shoulders a monumental task, one that has become my life's ambition. Should I fail, at least I will burn with a smile on my face, knowing I did not live by my father's rules, the life he would have forced upon me as his heir. I have brought a legion of slaughter to the foot of the altar where I will soon carve my destiny, and I know more bloodshed will follow. I welcome every drop.

When Tai Randolph plans on some time out of Atlanta and a romantic rendezvous with her boyfriend Trey, her past shows up in the form of her ex-boyfriend, who spins a tale of a stolen Civil War artifact that Tai agrees to help recover. As it turns out, Trey’s on the case too, representing a wealthy client wanting the same prize. But where there’s money, there’s usually murder - this time involving the KKK and Tai’s kinfolk. As she unravels the clues to a 150-year-old mystery, she digs up secrets that force a confrontation....