My new werewolf boyfriend wants to introduce me to the supernatural community - a secret society of magical species that live in hiding in the human world. But my introduction doesn't go as planned. On the night before my arrival, a terrifying event births a new power inside me. It's cold, powerful, and worst of all, I lose my livelihood overnight since I can't touch anyone now without killing them. Now as I enter the community, while terrified of hurting innocents, I learn that to stop the dark power I must dig into my family's past to uncover the truth of who I really am.

I'm kicking myself for being so trusting, but that trust led me to a whole new realm - a world I never knew existed. Now that I know what I truly am, I must learn to control my powers so I can return to my life as a supernatural healer. Thankfully, I have an interesting, if unusual, instructor to help me along the way. But focusing on my lessons proves challenging when a certain werewolf refuses to give me up.  

I’ve been captured. Don’t even get me started on how pissed off I am. My rage is raging. Azrael is the most powerful vampire I’ve ever encountered, and I hate knowing I can’t beat him. He’s brought me to this creepy cave because he thinks he can synthesize a cure for vampirism from my pure Vocari blood. I think he’s insane.
Doesn’t really matter, though. If I don’t do what Azrael wants, he says he’s going to hurt my guys. I can’t allow that. With no other option, I decide to be a good little Rose until I can find a way out of this mess.

In exchange for a vial of dragon's blood to save her brother's life, Melanie Hall offers herself up as a sacrifice to one of the British dragon-shifter clans. Being a sacrifice means signing a contract to live with the dragon-shifters for six months to try to conceive a child. Her assigned dragonman, however, is anything but easy. He's tall, broody, and alpha to the core. There's only one problem - he hates humans.

The polished metal stakes strapped to my thighs have pierced the hearts of so many vampires I’ve lost count. And after five years, I still haven’t found him - the vamp with one blue eye and one brown. The one who slaughtered my mother and left me, a child, to sit screaming in a pool of her still-warm blood. With any luck, he’ll come to me. You see, I’ve made something of a name for myself with my trade. It seems more and more of the bloodsucking bastards seek to find me every day. Each of them wanting to be the one to say they plucked the Black Rose.

When Kian confesses his true nature, Syssi is not as much shocked by the revelation as she is wounded by what she perceives as his callous plans for her. If she doesn't turn, he'd be forced to erase her memories and let her go. His family's safety demands secrecy - no one in the mortal world is allowed to know that immortals exist. Resigned to the cruel reality, Syssi is determined to enjoy what little time she has with Kian, one day at a time.

While sheltered in the clan's stronghold, Syssi is unaware that Kian and Amanda are not human, and neither are the supposedly religious fanatics that are after her. She feels a powerful connection to Kian, and as he introduces her to a world of pleasure she never dared imagine, his dominant sexuality is a revelation. Considering that she's completely out of her element, Syssi feels comfortable and safe letting go with him. That is, until she begins to suspect that all is not as it seems.

Syssi's paranormal foresight lands her a job at Dr. Amanda Dokani's neuroscience lab, but it fails to predict the thrilling yet terrifying turn her life will take. Syssi has no clue that her boss is an immortal who'll drag her into a secret, millennia-old battle over humanity's future. Nor does she realize that the professor's imposing brother is the mysterious stranger who's been starring in her dreams.

Ciara is the best damn wedding planner this side of anywhere, but she's no thief. That's exactly what the sexy-ass dragon shifter has accused her of - stealing his treasure. She's going to steal something of his all right, his sanity, if he doesn't let her go so she can get back to giving couples their happy-ever-afters. It's the best way to ignore the fact she's sure she'll never get her own. Not with any man, or even a dragon.

Getting married at 18 wasn't the smartest idea...but I'd been in love. Bryce, with his perfect words, his money, and all-American good looks. He had pulled me in, and when he spit me out, I'd barely been left alive. Now at 22 and divorced, I just wanted to build a life for myself on my own terms. Free of fear. Enter Ethan King. The guy from high school I never had a chance with. As the leader of the local motorcycle gang, he's not exactly an outstanding citizen, but he's the one bright spot in my life. Until Bryce, who never could accept losing, decides he's not ready to let me go.