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An undisciplined and disobedient omega brings great shame to a pack. After seeing the consequences of bad omegas, I know that sort of life isn’t for me. Following the path built by my parents will guarantee a good life with loving alphas.

With werewolves on the brink of extinction, packs from everywhere came together in an attempt to overcome their differences. The creation of the She-Wolf Games did just that, bringing peace among the territories as packs worked toward the same goal: To save their species. Usually, I’d be touched by such a monumental occasion, but I had no idea werewolves existed. Or that female werewolves were a commodity and the ultimate prize.

First, the Blood Hunger Plague ravaged the world and decimated humanity. Next, to ensure civility, Donor Life Corp required all adult humans to donate blood to vampires. Now, to save my sister after our dad went missing, I applied to the Blood Match Program to become an exclusive donor to an elite vampire. If only I had known that I would perfectly match with the three dangerously hot vampire heirs of Donor Life Corp.

I feel as if I know nothing. Hell, half of the wolves of Lulupoterra know nothing. Our naivety will leave us weak, broken, and at the mercy of powerful witches. Our species will be collared or killed off until only those compliant to the five covens that have been protecting the wolf packs for over a century remain. I can’t fathom the thought. I will not let everything my dad sacrificed for me to rise up and fight to go to waste. Now, with our enemies in plain sight, my pack mates and I will show them we won’t be broken.

The only thing in the universe I’m certain of is my Blood Matching to my three perfect vampires. And Kingston, Diego, and Austin will do anything to see to it that I have forever with them. I want it so badly that it hurts. But I should be used to not getting everything I want. With the rising threat of our enemies, even our allies start to question my worth as a future Divine Heir and how much trouble I am. Because the future of the Blood Match Program shouldn’t have fallen in a donor’s hands.

It's time to bite back. As a dhampir, a vampire's only predator, that's exactly what I plan to do. Unfortunately, a rescue mission turns into crap, and my blood source sacrifices himself to save me. So, after getting caught for breaking the law, I’m now an unwilling participant in the Blood Match Program - and the Royale brothers, a vampire coven, think they can make me their personal donor because I’m a criminal. Me, satiating a coven’s blood hunger? Not happening. I’m a rebel after all.

Saving the werewolf species from extinction isn’t as easy as the packs of Magaelorum thought. The She-Wolf Games might have united packs in all the territories, but the she-wolf alpha leaders are crazy to think I’ll join their ranks to help continue four — wait, five — powerful bloodlines. If only that was the most of my worries.

I had no idea how much I wanted to take Purgatory's throne and rule Hell with the Seven Sinners. Too bad the most notorious devil would prefer to rule alone. If only that was the worst of it. My soulmate’s health declines, and I must kill him to guide his soul to Hell and help him take his throne. How can I murder the one who is responsible for my angel-kissed soul? I don’t have a choice, though.

Lucifer isn’t Hell’s only devil. When a powerful angel purposely abandons Heaven, their descent creates a new level of torment in Hell’s kingdom. If only it didn’t take me nearly dying by the hands of my ex-fiancé to discover this. I could’ve begged for a miracle, or at least mercy.

The Royale Coven brothers had no idea what they were getting into when they entered me into the Blood Match Program to save my life. Because I’m more than a Blood Rebel. I carry a mutation that makes me a vampire’s biggest predator - or lover - and they all claimed me. Now, that my secret is out, we can’t trust anyone outside of the Royale Coven. Not even family. Unbeknownst to us, there is a fourth rule to claiming a dhampir: Humans and vampires alike will do anything to see me caged.

My three perfect vampire matches. A trip to the mountains for an awkward holiday. Uninvited party guests with an insatiable hunger only I can quench? The celebration of Winter Nights is about to suck. And not in a good way. If I’m going to survive a disaster and save Kingston, Diego, and Austin from pouting during their favorite time of year, I’ll have to summon a back-world Christmas miracle. Because if I don’t succeed, I’ll disappoint the guys who promised me forever. I’ll ruin the holidays for everyone. So, a miracle it is. If only it wasn’t so bloody.

Corrupting angels should be fun. But damn it. It’s more soul-crushing and infuriating work than I expected. Especially when Lucifer, a.k.a. Lucian, is a lying sack of demon guts and would much prefer to rule Hell alone.

I knew I’d spend the rest of my life as the blood source to a vampire. What I didn’t expect was to fall for one, let alone three. Together, they’re my three perfect vampire matches and the only future I want. Austin’s my blood. Diego’s my mind. Kingston’s my body. And the Divine brothers will do anything to guarantee I never have to choose.

Who knew our enemies could be good? Not me. Unfortunately, it’s because our allies suck. The Universe works in mysterious ways. Or maybe it was never the Universe. Maybe it was a vampire. Yeah, it was definitely a vampire - Orlando. He’s dangerous. Conniving. Manipulative. Annoyingly hot. And now I owe him. Great. But I’ll do anything for Kingston, Diego, and Austin. The truth of my existence leaves us scrambling to make sense of our lives. Because who I am jeopardizes everything we know. Turns out, vampires aren’t the only predators. Now, there’s me.

One donor to three vampires. A promise of forever. But what if forever doesn’t come? I was certain that I would spend the rest of my life with the three vampires I’m madly in love with. I had my heart set on being a Divine. I gave up everything I knew as a donor to assure it. But as it turns out, I knew nothing as a donor. I still don’t know anything. I’m not even sure I know myself. Because of this, I might be a traitor to humanity, and rebel humans want me dead. As lines blur between who I can and can’t trust, I struggle to adapt to a life of freedom.

Kingston, Austin, and Diego finally have the chance to create the life we want with the help of Orlando, who isn’t so bad now that I’m away from the Divine name. I finally feel like forever is possible...if only the universe would realize it has messed up our lives enough. As tension grows throughout the regions and alliances shift, danger looms outside the safety of my new home with my guys. We should’ve known that the perfect start of our forever couldn’t last.

Purgatory is mine. I'll do whatever it takes to ensure humanity finds the balance it deserves. With the seven sinners and the most notorious devil by my side, we can change the world. No, not only the world. The entire universe. We have to. Our futures depend on it. The angelic army plans to reset everything, bringing on the End of Times.

The last thing I expected was to find myself training to defeat my past enemies. After the revelation of the head of the Royale Region’s demise, Bronx, Everett, Mikkalo, and Jameson must figure out how to save our home. While my four perfect vampires stress and prepare for a possible region takeover, I prepare for a future where I’m no longer the most important. And it scares me to death. I wouldn’t change it, though. Because my guys have never been happier. Too bad the only way I see the five of us getting through this is to start a war against my family.

The witches want me to bow. They tried hard to break me. I can't be broken. After fleeing from the sanctuary and the dark magic of a coven of witches, I must learn the secrets of my existence and find my dad. He has the answers and knowledge we need to fight back. But the witches who have invaded our sanctuary aren't my pack's only problem. Other enemies lie in wait, trying to collar and leash us. They think they can use us to fight a war they started. Screw that. I have one thing they don't. I have my pack mates, and we're made of magic.

After being falsely convicted of a crime I didn’t commit, I am now on the run to clear my name. I must find the bastard warlock who pinned his malicious wrongdoings on me. If only I knew where to look. Or how to get the High Council and another dragon clan off my trail.