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I fell in love with the devil. Now, I’m a prisoner of hell. “Fragile things can be broken.” That’s what Cephalus told me after I woke up in a cell in the underworld. His captive. His bargaining chip. He plans to use me to force Lucifer back into service in the endless war with heaven, blackmailing him into returning to hell. And the worst part is, his plan might work.r back into service in the endless war with heaven, blackmailing him into returning to hell. And the worst part is, his plan might work.

I’ve made a few enemies in my time, but none as powerful, or spiteful, as the Goddess of Love. Aphrodite’s curse has turned Ares from the man I was falling in love with into a savage beast, crazed with blood-lust and desperate to steal my magic. Worse, we still have one Trial left to complete in order to save my friend from a rogue Underworld demon, a Trial set by the spirit of Terror.

My false uncle’s last words still haunt me, echoing in my mind even as we bury his body. He lied to me my whole life, but I don’t think he was lying about this. There’s someone out there who poses an even greater threat to me than Clint did. And if my men and I are going to have a chance of facing down that enemy and surviving, I need to find a way to make peace between the two halves of myself.

The final book of the Poseidon Trials trilogy...

Envy has stolen every single power in his kingdom. Through magic, he devours all those with magic, stealing it for himself. But the one power he has never managed to steal is the one that can see his future. So when an oracle appears in his kingdom, he knows he has to steal her for himself. Lilith has grown up in a circus. Traveling throughout all of the kingdoms, she has seen much and predicted even more prophecies than ever before. Until a certain demon king waltzes into one of her performances, and all she can see is darkness in his future.

With five very different personalities bound by the universe, it's no surprise "aligning our quint" isn't as easy as I hoped. Still, when all the life and death obstacles hit us, it's musketeer time - all for one and one for all. Do we have the juice to pull it together and unite the realms? Um...no one seems to agree on that. The one thing that everyone is straight on, though, is that the corruption in the upper levels of the Fae Concealment Office must be rooted out and stopped.

Three years ago, a darkly handsome stranger stole my heart. After one night together, I was certain I’d found my fated mate - until he rejected me and disappeared like a shadow. I never told anyone about that night. I shoved the shattered pieces of my soul into a locked box and pretended I'd never met Kian. But when a witch whispers a dire warning in my ear one day, everything changes. Because I don’t just have one mate. I have three.

Did you know ordinary people can be turned into demons? I sure as f--k didn’t. Until it happened to me...Now I’ve got powers I don’t understand, I can change my appearance with a thought, and I’m having all kinds of odd...cravings. If I thought all this bullshit was gonna get me out of going to college though, I’ve got another think coming...There are these four hot as hell guys...I’m not sure if I should trust them; they’ve each got secrets of their own, and they’re definitely dangerous. But that craving I’ve been having? It’s pulling me right toward them.

Reyna’s friends were supposed to be safe in the Shadow Court, but she has enemies everywhere. And unless Mazrith forgives her, he will join that number. As hard as she wishes it were not true, Reyna’s desire for the Prince grows as fierce as her need to win the games and find the staff that will set him free. But she’s about to find out who he really is and what he has been keeping from her, and that will change everything.

In order to save my only friend’s life, I am being forced to complete three Trials set by the Lords of War; Pain, Panic, and Terror. And I have to work with the most arrogant, stubborn, untrustworthy jerk in Olympus to do so. Ares not only won’t teach me how to use my powers, he also keeps trying to steal them. And he's crossed a line that should be unforgivable.

I never meant to get caught stealing a priceless artifact from Lucas Hale, Los Angeles’ most notorious playboy billionaire. And I definitely never expected him to offer me a job as a way to pay off my debt. But if it keeps me out of jail, I can play the role of assistant to this cocky, gorgeous man. It can’t be that hard, right? Even if the chemistry between us is so intense that just being in the same room with him makes my blood heat. Even if I accidentally walk in on him “taking care of himself” during my first week in the office.

Monsters, magic, and mates I never knew existed. Kia versus power pole isn't the end I expect - it's the beginning of...where do I begin? Four wildly sexy males. Powers I don't understand. And the eyes of the fae world on me as the person to unite the severed realms. No pressure. This is book one in a steamy paranormal shifter romance series where the female main character doesn't have to choose. Expect polyamorous situations, rollicking action, ongoing storylines, and shifter lovers who find what they need from not only their queen but each other as well. Medium-burn, medium angst.

For years, I've been kept prisoner by my uncle, hidden like a piece of trash in the basement of his house. Beaten, broken, neglected, and hated by him for reasons I can't even understand. But one night, on the back roads of rural Montana, I see a chance for escape. And I take it. I run...straight into the arms of a naked man. No. Not a man. A wolf.

When I moved to New York after a bad divorce, I planned to reinvent myself. I just had no idea the "new me" would be a vampire. Or that the three (yes, three!) vampires who turned me would be the hottest, most frustrating men I’d ever met. Now, creepy shadow monsters are stalking me, and I don’t know why. But teaming up with these dangerously sexy brothers may be my best chance for survival, even though being around them does weird things to my heart.

Looking back, I should have seen the signs. Perhaps I did, but I subconsciously chose to ignore them. From the time I was 10, when I first met Dylan, I knew he was my forever guy. Dylan was more than just my best friend, my childhood sweetheart, my lover. He was my soul mate. We were carved from the same whole—destined to be together forever. Until he changed. And I believed I was no longer good enough. Until he shattered me so completely, it felt like I ceased to exist. I’d never experienced such heart-crushing pain. Until he leveled me a second time, and I truly wanted to die.

I’ve dedicated my life to slaying vampires. Now I’m about to offer up my blood. When my brother gets into some serious trouble with the Vampire Clan of Baltimore, there’s only one thing I can do to save his ass. I decide to offer myself up as a blood tribute, infiltrate their underground palace, and find a way to get him out. But playing the part of a simpering blood bag is harder than I expected, especially when my first impulse is to put a stake through the heart of every vamp I meet.

They broke the bond. But they didn’t break me. Although they left me with a gaping hole in my chest, Kian, Malix, and Frost did me a favor when they shattered our bond and left me alone in the mountains. For a moment there, I'd started to trust them. For a moment, I'd started to believe they could be changed — that I wouldn’t need to kill them to keep them from carrying out their dark mission. I'd started to believe there was something real between us.

One thing I did not expect when spending the night with the devil, was waking up the next day with wings on my back. But then, I also didn’t expect to be caught up in a second murder - this time of somebody I actually know, or to be attacked by creatures from hell, and to find out my parents were keeping an epic secret from me. All this might be tolerable, if I only could fall into Nox’s arms and let him take me to that place that only he can.

I've been kidnapped by Zeus. Plucked from the streets of Manhattan and frightened half to death by a freaking Olympian god. And now I'm trapped in the Underworld, being forced to compete in a series of deadly trials for the position of Queen of the Underworld. Which would mean marrying Hades, the utterly terrifying Lord of the Dead. Who the hell wants a husband at all, let alone one made of smoke and riddled with death?

Varya lives in the shadows. As a tomb raider, it's easier that way. Known for obtaining the unobtainable, she risks life and limb to provide for her small desert town: a magical chalice with never-ending water, an amulet that heals, a map that shows where all the other magical objects are. However, the last stolen treasure came with a problem—the Demon King, Greed. When she finds herself saddled with an injured demon, tracked by a horde of warriors, and effectively lost in the desert, well, what's a girl to do?