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I died a woman and woke up a monster. Now the only vampire who cares for me is exactly who I should run from. I’ve been turned against my will and can’t stand the idea of drinking blood. When Novak finds me, I’m half dead and starving. He’s the reclusive, sole vampire of Rathka’s Order, a cursed clan that’s nearly extinct. But he takes me in. Gives me shelter… and looks at me like I’m someone worth keeping. When the vampires who turned me find out, they’re pissed. Because of a centuries-old feud, I have to sneak away to see Novak.

Just when Torr and I had our first passionate night together, our undercover mission went t*ts up. For all I know, he might be lost to me forever. So after staggering alone through the desert, I’m calling on reinforcements for help. Dead or alive, I’m avenging Torr. I’ve been in love with my brother’s best friend for too long to let him go...and Santos. The deadly gladiator also has an iron grip on my heart, and to fail him would cut me deeper than his machetes.

When I smelled the enemy in our territory, my wolf nearly tore her apart. But instead of a vampire, I found a human female. Shaken, starving, and afraid. In need of protection. My protection. Once the vampire stink is washed off her, she smells divine. Her scent calls to me like nothing else ever has, driving my instincts to keep her safe.

Our home is on the brink of war, and my marriage hangs by a thread. While neighboring armies threaten to march on Four Corners, I’m dealing with a war zone at home. I can’t bring myself to look at Reaper or Gunner, let alone speak to them. I don’t know where my love life stands, or if I even have one anymore. Only Jandro is my rock, and only my work gives me purpose. Eager for a distraction, I jump at the chance to become a battle medic again. Little did I know it would force me to end the weeks of silence between me and my men.

Not even the gods can save us. Two of my men have been captured. The rest of us are barely holding on. We’re wanted, and our army stands no chance against the swarm of mind-controlled pawns. Failure is not an option. Abandoning my husbands is not an option. But the longer we take to plan, the closer we get to losing them. Even worse, our companion gods are no help. Horus can’t see them. Freyja can’t heal them. And Hades can only tell me they’re not dead yet. We have everything to lose, and no options left. Jandro, Gunner, and I must do this ourselves.

I left home to start over, to escape a world I never fit in. I soon learned that my past was a lie. My parents suppressed my magical abilities and tried to make me forget my true nature. They almost succeeded. Now my real grandmother is back in my life and teaching me the craft of our people. After living my whole life without magic, I feel like a blind woman seeing for the first time. But three devilishly handsome men are saying there’s more to my story. I see them everywhere, even in my dreams, which are starting to feel like distant memories.

I’m the wolf she hit with her car and nursed back to health. I’m also the gruff biker who saved her from her creepy boss. She has no idea man and beast are one and the same. We’re from different worlds, but fate’s thread ties us together. She thinks we’re just dating, but she’s meant for me. And as I get to know her, I can’t get enough. The more time we spend together, the more my wolf howls to claim her. Soon, I won’t be able to hold back the animal within me.

The war is over. Finally, we can breathe and be a family. With the worst moments of our lives behind us, we have only the future to look forward to. Our twins arrived nearly four years after the Sha was defeated, and now we face a new challenge—parenthood. Whether it’s our daughter taunting the chickens or our son’s fear of water, we’ll take raising them in stride. Most importantly, they’ll never know the horror and loss their parents endured. The gods haven’t spoken to us in years, but we’ve never stopped listening. When they have a message, we’ll be ready.

I’m losing sleep, plagued with bad dreams, and my men can only do so much to help. How can I be the president my club needs when it feels like I’m not only losing my mind, but myself? The dreams get worse every night and soon, I have gaps in my memory. All the while, we’re chasing the Sisters of Bathory in circles and time is running out. The solution that comes to me is terrifying. Even worse, I can’t breathe a word of it to the men who love me.

I’m a witch with a business to run. The last thing I need is Orson, head of security for the Howling Death pack, arrogantly striding into my bar like he owns the place. This werewolf gets me hot and bothered, but not like that. It doesn’t matter how low his growl is, or how arresting his eyes are. He’s a prick and I just deal with him because his pack is in charge. But when a dragon shifter corners me into making a dangerous potion, the prickly wolf might be the only one who can help me save our small community.

I have my men. I have my powers. But are they enough to stop an evil we can’t see? Arjun’s world has been turned upside down, but he’s shoved his pain away to train me for our biggest, most dangerous shifter rescue we’ve ever done. He says we’re doomed to fail, but I can’t turn my back on the helpless. And even while he’s pushing me away, I can’t give up on us. If that wasn’t enough, my siblings need help and there’s no time left. We’re hundreds of miles away from each other, but I can’t abandon the shifters. No matter what I decide, the odds are stacked against me.

Hunter thought he lost his pack for good, but his brothers have reappeared. The pups are overjoyed at seeing their uncles again, and we’re all relieved to know some of his pack members survived. The only problem? His brothers hate humans. Which only adds to my confusion when I hear they have a shaman like me.

Every burn on his paws, every poke and prod from his cruel masters, I feel as if it were my own. I also feel his anger and his thirst for blood. He’s even more of a predator than Hunter or Razvan. There’s a danger about this tiger shifter I’ve never experienced before. But the road leading to his rescue takes a detour to my past.

I know who I really am. But if my coven finds out, they’ll hunt me down until I’m erased from history. Seth, the arrogant demon hunter, is dangerously close to knowing too much. If that prick gets anywhere near one of my demons, there will be hell to pay. Unfortunately, he’s also the one teaching me shadow magic.

My powers are growing. And my dreams are actually memories from lifetimes before. Which doesn’t make sense, because witches aren’t immortal. I’m starting to wonder if I’m something else entirely. I remember more every day, but the answers I need are always just out of reach.

The nightmares won’t stop. I can’t sleep at all. My enemies have planted my worst fears in my head to exhaust me of my magic. If I don’t uncover the final element I need soon, they just might succeed.

The curtain closed, yet they wanted more. So here, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, is your encore.

I’m done running. It’s time to end this. The only problem? Our enemies have weapons that can kill demons. I won’t let any of my loved ones die. But my lovers won’t let me fight alone. If I do, we all know I won’t come back.

The hardest part of being ringmistress? Juggling my feelings for three men. Connor, my stubborn protector always battling his demons. Hunter, the dashing wolf shifter who sends my heart into overdrive. And Razvan, the dragon I wish I could stop thinking about.

Something is watching me. I can’t tell if it wants to hurt or protect me. Is the howling at night real or is my mind playing tricks on me? What about the flashes of white fur I see out of the corners of my eyes? And who is the beautiful, pale man haunting my dreams? As carnival performers, it’s always on to the next show. A tattooed sword swallower with an affinity for fire has gotten me all fired up. Connor not only doesn’t mind, but he’s encouraging the sparks to fly. My heart’s being pulled in multiple directions and somehow it actually feels right.