My mother finally calls to tell me she’s ready to leave my abusive, corrupt-cop-of-a-stepfather. I planned our escape down to T. I planned for everything except Jake being there when I got to her house. I shot him with his own gun in the worst place you can possibly wound a man. I fled to New Orleans, thinking to hide among the tourists. The first thing I did was go to a salon to change my looks. There’s a huge, sexy, tattooed man sitting there getting a pedicure.

They make me feel like I belong for the first time since my parents were murdered. And when they touch me, my whole world sparks to flame. But they have enemies. Those who would give anything to harm what they hold dear. And while they’ll do whatever it takes to keep me safe, sometimes falling in love will put you right in the line of fire.

A witch on the run from her cruel family. Four sinfully hot gargoyles offering her a shot at revenge... for a price. For a witch without magic, marrying into a prominent coven was supposed be my greatest honor—and the only way to clear my father’s massive debt. But when my groom turns out to be a demon in disguise, I stab him at the altar and flee…Straight into the arms of New York’s most notorious mobsters.

I murder the bad guys on my downtime. You could say it’s one of my favorite hobbies. If someone wanted to get rid of me, I have this entire history of arson and murder they could have used. So, who framed me for embezzling and why? And why was I sent to Scorchwood as a first-time offender? It’s in Hell because that’s where they send the truly evil to rot.

Organizations have begun to build, groups who want to rid the world of betas. Groups who take omegas to use as nothing more than capsules to populate the world with the designations they feel are superior. I should have been safe. My family believed me nothing more than a beta. Average. Not worth their time. They disowned me, threw me out on my butt with nothing more than the clothes on my back.