The world will drown beneath the waves...only the last mage can stop it. Vahly, the last mage, is the world’s biggest disappointment. Raised by the dragons, she was born to become the magical Earth Queen, the only one who can stop the Sea Queen’s mad plan to drown everything in existence. But there’s one problem: Vahly possesses no magic whatsoever. The oceans begin to rise, limiting the dragons’ hunting grounds and fouling their water supply, endangering their very home. Vahly can’t let the dragons she calls family die under the Sea Queen’s magic.

Raised to cut throats, hunt Unseelie monsters, and ride dragons, Berserker-blooded Revna is the best of the best. But she has been assigned the impossible. Her king demands that she kill the ruthless Fae king. With no other options, Revna must glamour herself and hide among the Fae king’s bevy of potential mates. But all of her training will be useless if she can’t figure out how to feign love.

I spent five years saving up for a European vacation. But instead of drinking champagne on the beach, I get swept into a war of espionage between the humans and the fey. It turns out, I have a magic power needed to fight an evil fey king. I'm quickly whisked off to an elite spy academy in a hidden realm. There, in the ancient and gothic halls of Avalon Tower, snobbery and brutal competitions are among the oldest traditions.

The magic that holds both the Upperworld and the Underworld together is crumbling—fast. And if someone doesn't fix it soon, everyone and everything will die. Maren uses her magic—her connection to the Underworld—to call up the elven shadow king, Kynan, to discuss a prophetic dream. Instead of having a helpful chat, Kynan drags her to the Underworld and demands that she mate with him to repair the magic of the realms.

For once, I thought being an orphaned slave would keep safe. Yet when the dragon princes come for their promised bride, Lady Cordelia, they take me too. Why? Because they are immortal assholes who like to hoard.

In the medieval Northlands, a dangerous family seeks power. They slaughter all who get in their way. Children’s rhymes hint at what’s to come, but no one recognizes the danger at hand. Astrid doesn’t know she holds the key to this power. She’s just a blacksmith who makes swords for dragonslayers. But Astrid has a dark secret.... A dragon once chewed her up and spit her out. She hides the old scars covering her body through shapeshifting. But the time for hiding is over.  

And now, her uncle wants to marry her off to the fallen son of her arch-enemy. But Jael is a battle-hardened warrior, trained to kill since she was 10-years-old. She doesn’t plan on being anyone’s wife. Eadmund Skalleson is drunk. His father is threatening him with a wife again. And this time he’s given him an ultimatum. Marry Jael Furyck or your brother returns from exile. But if Eadmund was ever going to choose a wife, it wouldn’t be Jael Furyck. Not her. Not ever.

However, I’m not just any wolf shifter. I’m a Lunar Lord, and she doesn’t yet know that she’s in the presence of an immortal. Nor is she aware that I’ve waited hundreds of years for her. She still refuses to believe she’s mine. No matter. Her family and her fiancé mean nothing to me. Her contempt and hatred of me even less.

There are three rules at this supernatural academy: Date your own kind. Mixing with other races is forbidden. Never speak or look at The Royals, the powerful princes destined to rule each of their kingdoms. Avoid the human world. Of course, I’ve already broken all the rules.

Lorelei is half elf in a kingdom where that bloodline is synonymous with "slave". The Umbra King holds everyone captive with his pet dragon who knows no mercy. She hides in the shadows and steals to stay alive, until a rebel group gives her an offer she can't refuse. The King seeks a bride. If she can get close enough, she could drive a dagger into that wicked man's heart. But the bridal games are more difficult than most. Lorelei must prove herself not only beautiful, but talented, poised, and deadly as the king. 

Being a defective marks me in the eyes of the Solis Fae. Wingless. Magicless. Weak. To my kind, I’m nothing—not when strength is needed to survive the perpetual snow and ice that shrouds our northern continent in endless winter. But I’ve persevered, living a meaningful yet simple life with my sister...until the hated Crown Prince of the Winter Court thunders into our village. Prince Norivun’s massive black wings and potent magic cloud my senses and steal my breath. He’s beautiful yet brutal, so when he whisks me away and locks me in his castle I’m certain my death is tomorrow’s promise.

I've been hiding out with the dragons, but then mysterious fae show up at the dragons' stronghold and abduct me at the King's command. The royals of Embermere are hosting the Fae Heir Trials to find their successors. The winners will marry and become the next to rule the fae lands. Turns out I'm the King's illegitimate daughter, and the wicked queen intends to kill me off during the challenges. I find myself thrust into a barbaric tournament where death is all but guaranteed. I'm competing against the most gorgeous, deadly fae warriors of the realm.

When Tega's brother is abducted, she vows to get him back the only way she knows how. By becoming a bounty hunter. Her first test: pass the notoriously dangerous entrance exam at the Bounty Hunter Academy. But standing between Tega and acceptance into the academy are scores of other candidates who want the same thing she does.

I'll never forget the sight of my little sister's lifeless body—or that my rogue magic killed her. Sorcery like mine is punishable by death. So I live in the shadows, stealing from the corrupt to give to the needy. Maybe a little good can wash the blood from my hands. It seems like a decent plan... until I try to help a dying noblewoman and somehow steal her soul instead. Now her ghost is demanding I take up the quest that got her killed: exposing a conspiracy at the royal college to unleash a deadly power on the entire kingdom.

My name is Jacinthe. I'm the orphaned daughter of a powerful witch healer, but I was born without any magic of my own. I want revenge on the evil stepfather who sold me into slavery. But first, I have to survive toiling in the kitchens at the Darkstone Academy for Magical Arts. The human students here are the rejects from other academies, out-of-control psycho mages. And then there are the supernaturals. They hate humans and aren't shy about showing it.