A bloody ritual left my sister in a coma. I’m going to get her back. It’s been two years, 17 days, and 12 hours since I discovered my sister’s body surrounded by witchcraft and black magic. She’s barely kept alive by machines - and if I can’t pay the bill this month, the mages at Fallen Oaks will pull the plug. So when my ex-employer shows up at my door with a possible cure, it’s tempting to slip back into my role as a killer for hire. One job, he tells me, and I could have the answers I need to save Cat for good.

I thought death would be a one-way trip. I was wrong. I thought killing the vampire who bound my soul to an Aztec demon would be the end of it. But instead of saving the thousands of infected wolves he’d the Trust had quarantined, I’d condemned them to a fiery death...and I was not prepared for what I found on the scorched island. In a last-ditch effort to contain an imminent apocalypse, I challenged a demon-possessed former colleague to an infernal duel he could not refuse.

I've made a deal with the Devil. Finally, I’ve found a place where my weirdness fits in - Guild City, a secret magical place deep in the heart of London. And it’s great...for about 2.5 seconds. Right up until the Council of Guilds discovers I’m a magical misfit with too much magic I can’t control. When they throw me in prison, my only hope is The Devil of Darkvale. A prophecy states that the lethally sexy vampire is my Cursed Mate. Whatever that means. He’s so powerful that he can get the Council off my back, but he’ll only do it if I work for him.

My idea of a party is hanging out with a mini box of wine and a raccoon. So yeah, I need a life. When I’m accused of murder, things get wild. One, I learn that I have magic. Two, there’s a secret magical city hidden right in London itself. And three, the only one who can help me is a vampire who’s sexy as sin and scary as the devil himself. He's called the Devil of Darkvale and he all but owns Guild City. My life is on the line if I don’t solve the murder, which means surviving in this new world of witch parties, magical guilds, and a vampire with a tortured past.

The good news: I have a new life in a crazy city full of actual magic. Wild, right? The bad news: I still don’t have a guild, which means I’m halfway to being an outlaw. My days here are numbered. When an enchanted book reveals dark secrets from Guild City’s past, a deadly threat rises. Worse, it has stained my friend Mac with a deadly curse.

My name is Kaidance Monroe, and sometimes when I touch people, I see how they die. After I saw my little brother's death but failed to stop it, my parents abandoned me to a juvenile detention facility. I don't let people touch me anymore. Not my fingertips, not my skin, not my heart. Just before I turned 18, I got a visit from a cute guy, who tricked me into giving up my secrets. He said I was special, but he wasn't the only one searching for me. I barely escaped with my life. Now I'm learning how to control my abilities - abilities so powerful, even the gods are jealous.

I am the true Unseelie Queen. And it will kill me. I have a knack for getting myself into some bad situations. What can I say - I like to live dangerously. But waking up partially dead in the Court of Death takes the cake. It’s small consolation that my fated mate Tarron is at my side, since it means that he’s mostly dead too. To make matters worse, the false queen who plans to destroy both our kingdoms is still alive and regaining her strength. We must work together to return from the dead and stop her from killing thousands - including my sister.

The mission: Put on a dress, pretend to be a lady, and infiltrate the academy of mages to steal a journal from the forbidden archives. The problem: I’m no mage and I’ve never worn a dress in my life. But it’s not like I have a choice. My bastard of an uncle basically sold me to a dangerously pretty nobleman, and they can’t pull off this heist without me. Unfortunately, once I fake my way through the entrance exam with a piece of hacked mage tech, and reach the floating kingdom of Reverie, my problems are only just beginning.

Being a supernatural assassin and bounty hunter had its perks...until the Trust’s bloody assignments made me question everything. When I found my sister lying in a coma, I became a mercenary, killing vampires to pay her hospital bills and searching desperately for a cure. When my handler offers me a job that could clear my debts and give me answers about what really happened to Cat, I’m all in.

I've met Zeus and made him bleed. But the war is just beginning. A tangled knot of forbidden romance binds my actions; Zeus is using my feelings for the hellhound shifter against me. Somehow I need to kill one and save the other. We search Egypt for answers, descending ancient tombs to unearth a forgotten goddess with powerful magic, hoping she can break the spell that binds my heart. But there's nowhere to hide from Hera's violent jealousy, and just when we've resurrected the Lighthouse of Alexandria to obtain the knowledge we seek, Zeus' armies flood the skies with steel and fire.

Spell-slinger. Vampire-slayer. Magical albino ferret-rescuer. Meet Jacqueline Denna Knight, the best wizard detective in the city. Jax turns vampires to ash and pain into magic. She also has a knack for finding things. So, when a distraught - and obscenely wealthy - elf calls Jax at midnight to hire her for an intriguing job, she grabs the opportunity with both hands. But what Jax doesn’t know is that this case is going to unravel her life.

I am destined to kill my fated mate. First, Fate decreed that my mate would be Tarron, King of the Seelie Fae. He's gorgeous, arrogant, and for the longest time, I hated him. Until I didn't. Problem is...as soon as I start to fall for him, fate meddles again. Apparently, I’m fated to kill Tarron. To make matters worse, our Fae courts are at war. My mother is trying to destroy his kingdom. She’s hunting down Eternal Fire to destroy his realm, and I have to help stop her.

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Life as I know it is irrevocably changed. I’m now the leader of the Shadow Guild, a ragtag bunch of supernaturals who don’t quite fit in anywhere but together. It should be perfect, but of course the magical world is never so easy. For one, the man that I’m falling for - the Devil of Darkvale - is doomed by a curse that will drag him to hell. There’s only one solution - use magic to break the ancient, fated bond that binds us, and then don’t fall for each other.

I am Levy Michaels. Once my kind were the hunters - now we are the hunted. Supernaturals are out of the closet but I have to stay hidden because of the type of magic I possess. I’m a legacy. It sounds like the title should come with reverence, a trust fund, or at the very least a cool backstory - instead it comes with a death sentence. I have to hide in plain sight and pretend to be just human. I’m pretty good at it.