Lacey Carter Andersen

I thought it was going to be hard saving the shifters with three grumpy wolves at my side, but then fate decided to throw a bear shifter in the mix, and everything went to poop.

When dragons are reborn into the world, the one thing driving them is their desire to claim me. Dragons shouldn’t exist.

My mother sold me to the shifters, all in the name of peace. For more than a century, the witches and shifters have been at war. So when my mother came home with the news that peace had been struck between us, I should've known better.

Dragons exist, and I’m one of them. Only, I’m not alone. From the moment the stubborn military man shifted into a dragon, everything changed. Now, I’m torn between two men: one that my dragon claims, and one that my heart claims.

I can't escape death. It comes for me, one way or another. But when I'm accused of a crime I didn't commit, and thrown away with the worst of supernatural society, I'll have to fight with every ounce of my strength to survive. Only, it isn't that easy.

As a human, the fae see me as no better than something they scrape off their shoes. So when I lose my job as a maid, I get the choice of either becoming a whore or starving to death—until a fae prince presents me with a plan involving a magical spell that will make the world believe I'm his mate.

Being the daughter of a wraith means that death is in my veins. It also means that just because I happen to be found around a lot of dead bodies doesn't mean I'm a serial killer....

We almost died escaping from Nightmare Penitentiary, but somehow, we managed to survive and to even get free. And then? Then, we’re thrown right back into peril again. And as much as I just want to say screw it and give up, I have to pull my “big girl panties” on and keep going....

In my new life, no one knows my darkest secret. No one knows what I became after death. I doubt the charming male nurse would give me a second look if he knew the truth....

My life is a giant crap pile with a cherry thrown on top. I'm an immortal woman cursed to kill people with just a glance. And now I've been kidnapped by three mouthwateringly sexy gargoyles, who I'm pretty sure want me dead. But it gets better....

I'm not the witch my husbands think I am. I'm about as good at magic as I am at flirting, which is pretty darn bad. Still, I'm going to try to save them. Not just because it's the only way to save myself but because I want to.

My mates have all the wooing power of a badger with diarrhea, so it's no surprise when I'm not exactly eager to bend over and become their bride. Not that their ridiculously bad moves are entirely to blame. I'm quaking in my cheap boots at just the thought of having four husbands.

The good guys and bad guys are switching sides. An evil I never imagined looms ahead. And if we can’t rescue an innocent in time, all will be lost. Including our freedom....

I am bound to the dark...and the dark is bound to me. No one can know what I am. But this secret I carry, it isn't an easy one to hide. It burns within me. It changes me each and every day, making the line between me and the ghosts I love smaller and smaller....

Apparently, the best time to ask someone a life-or-death question is when they're fresh from being kidnapped and tired as hell. Who knew?

When I tapped into incredible powers I never knew I had that wild night, I suddenly became the target of a dangerous ruler. He believes that with me by his side, he’ll rule the world.

Half-breeds are seen as dangerous freaks, rejects, misfits who are useful for absolutely nothing. But my parents made a place for people like us to be free, to live together in peace. It was a sanctuary for half-breeds, and the place all my happiest memories took place.

All my life I was nothing. Average. Forgotten and overlooked. And then a powerful fae claimed me as his mate, changing everything. But death took him from me. And then an attack in the night left me a prisoner to the dangerous shadow beasts....

Can two enemies walk between worlds and help each other survive? Or will they simply be the cause of each other’s destruction?

They call me a monster. They say that my bloodlust is too dangerous. But I can’t change what I am. A berserker. A species that has so few females we’re more legend than reality. But the day I shifted into my monstrous form and killed, it didn’t matter....