The first dragonrider in over a hundred years has been born...and it’s a girl. Never before has a female been chosen to ride a dragon. The Elite, a guild comprised exclusively of dragonriders, is dead according to most. No one has seen a rider in decades. The problems they used to fight overwhelm the world. Dragons are thought to be near extinction. However, the Elite aren’t dead...It’s just that a bunch of crusty old men who do nothing that benefits the world at large are easy to mistake as useless corpses. Sophia Beaufont is about to change all of that.

After being exiled from the only home I’d ever known, I swore to never return. So, when a distractingly handsome and alluring fae shows up asking me to do just that, my answer is "no". Except once I discover the identity of his enemy, I find myself pulled into a battle I thought I’d never fight. One that forces me to face a few of my own demons and makes me second guess every choice I’ve made since meeting Finn Barlow.

Ward is a crumb who has a particular skill for tracking and dealing with animals. He never knew why. He just always felt at home in the forest, away from the bustle of Alcorn. This was partly because he loved to track and trap wild game, and partly because it meant he wouldn’t be harassed and beaten by the noble born kids his age.

Sebastian has to die. There is nothing else that matters to me. But I’ve been hunting him for decades, and have nothing to show for it beyond a broken soul. My body is failing. And the magic that I keep changed within my soul is close to breaking free.

My name is Nadia, and I’m an errand girl. Except my boss is the High Queen of the Elves. And my errands for her involve spying on people. Or stealing things. Or hunting down monsters. Or, on occasion, killing people. But this time she wants me to solve a murder. And unless I find the killer, I’m going to be his next target…because dragons never forgive a murder.

Tasi, an 18-year-old, head-strong, blood-drinking, dhampyr, has been hidden away in a small town in Maine since the death of her parents. Though she had trained to fight and kill vampires, she never believed those skills would be useful in her mundane life. That’s where she’s wrong.

The Three Fates and a Mad Queen with a zombie horde collide in this dark mythology retelling of The Grim Reaper, and how she came to be. If you love ONE DARK WINDOW and RED QUEEN, you will love Queens of Moirai.

Don't get me wrong, waking up to discover my ex-husband finally killed me wasn't fun. Finding out I had to get a job and pay Afterlife taxes about 10 minutes later? Let's just say, this wasn't exactly the eternal reward I was hoping for. But beggars can't be choosers, and being a demon sure as hell beats my last occupation. I’m well on my way to retirement behind the pearly gates when the impossible happens. The Risk Witches have a vision.

Jane Shackle is a young maid, haunted by visions, who is tapped to protect Queen Victoria by Fayte Guardians, a shadowy group of castle servants that claim a powerful ally from the fae realm.

London, 1890. The city is ruled by the nobility and the Watch, or so it seems. When an underground organization pursues the alchemical formula to create a soul, bodies begin to pile up, and important figures begin to go missing. Masked men turn the gears of fate, pushing London into a new era where artificial life is only the beginning. Arhyen is the self-declared finest thief in London. The mission was simple. Steal a journal from Fairfax Breckinridge, one of the greatest alchemists of the time. He hadn't expected to find Fairfax himself, with a dagger in his back.

Fourteen years ago, I bit through the lip of the first boy brave enough to kiss me. Since then, I've acquired a PhD in Archaeology, a new teaching gig at a prestigious university, and research interests out the wazoo.

A crown woven together by lies. A kingdom with the power to unravel them. Four Reaches. Four brides. Only a fortnight separates the young women from becoming reluctant queens of the usurper king, Eoghan Rhiagain. Twenty years earlier, King Eoghan’s father cunningly devised marriages between the highborn sons and daughters of the oft-warring Reaches, sealing the unions before they could protest, shattering existing betrothals in place of forced alliances. Now, Eoghan, the cruel boy king who stole his crown through murder, demands the eldest daughters of these unions. 

Tobias Kaya doesn't care about The Savior. He doesn't care that She's the ruler of the realm or that She purified the land, and he certainly doesn't care that She's of age to be married. But when competing for Her hand proves to be his last chance to save his family, he's forced to make The Savior his priority. Now Tobias is thrown into the Sovereign's Tournament with nineteen other men, and each of them is fighting - and killing - for the chance to rule at The Savior's side.

Every morning, I wake up with no knowledge of who I am, except for a few strange quirks: I prefer old-fashioned dresses that button to my chin. I can shift into the form of a fox at will. And a werewolf who's equal parts magnetic and terrifying keeps following me around. Then the human coworker who helps me gloss over my amnesia goes missing just as a werewolf power struggle erupts around us. To rescue Rosa and protect myself, I must team up with the very alpha whose existence represents my greatest fears and desires.

Hunter is a soldier-turned-monk, sworn to bring down the Kistrill Empire by stealing Kingmaker, an enchanted sword and the royal family’s most precious talisman of power. His best friend, Chekwe, is just the sort of vicious fighter to help Hunter pull off the theft and keep the stolen blade hidden. Tennea is Hunter’s sister, and as the Emperor’s crack manhunter, she’s sworn to retrieve Kingmaker and bring Hunter and Chekwe to justice. She’s got a company of elite cavalry and a bag of enchanted tricks to help, and she’s tightening the noose.