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Cheyenne Summerlin sought answers about her condition from the Banebreaker, but the answers she got weren't what she was wanted. What is a Drow to do when things aren't going her way? Fight harder. Cheyenne and Bianca are running out of options. It's time go across the portal to Ambar'ogúl or die trying.

Cheyenne is at the crossroads. Who will sit on the Drow throne? The blight is still ravaging Ambar'ogúl and spilling through the Border portals into Earth. It's hard enough to discover the secrets in her father's world that will force the Crown to step down. Now Cheyenne has to battle the darkness on both sides of the Border and keep her old life running like normal.

Even magical families have their share of secrets. And Drow Royalty's secrets run even deeper - with a hint of danger. Cheyenne Summerlin's finding that out firsthand. Can anyone in her family tell the truth and avoid the mayhem? That doesn't seem likely.

The Crown has been forcing people to move into the city. Easier to control. They've even been ruining the Outers to make life outside the city difficult at best, impossible at worst. Cheyenne needs to do something about it - fast.

The clock is ticking. Cheyenne Summerlin has two weeks to find someone else to take her place on the throne. Better search fast because the Crown isn't keen on waiting. And the Crown isn't the only one Cheyenne is having problems with. Tensions are rising between Nightstalkers and the Raug as they journey in search of a hidden prince.

Cheyenne Summerlin has 11 days to gather her terms for Ba'rael, find someone to take her place as the new O'gúl Crown, and deal with a traitor in the FRoE. Her dance card is already full with weapons and betrayal. But when her mother gets hit with a curse intended for her father, L'zar, freeing Bianca from the deadly curse becomes Cheyenne's top priority. The time is cut short.

Her Drow aunt is off the throne and all of Ambar'ogúl is looking to Cheyenne to guide them. Can the Goth Drow find a replacement for the throne? Better be fast. There's a long list of dangerous to-do's and not a lot of time.

Cheyenne is leading the Drows at last. But there's still a lot that could go wrong. Bianca is still cursed and could bring the blight down on them. The Nimlothar forest could burn and all the Drow with it. But wait, there's more....

Cheyenne's got 199 O'gúl activators. Take one down and crush it around - 198 to go. Can she get it all done before all hell breaks loose? Someone is causing magical explosions at shops throughout Peridosh and precious items going missing. A magical thief is up to no good.

When friends are enemies and enemies are friends, it's hard for Cheyenne to know who to trust - especially within the FRoE. Things are changing with Cheyenne's mom and not for the better. A new rune appears on Cheyenne's skin, and they know they have to do something.

Where do you go to fix a problem only you know about? Lia and Stephanie have stumbled upon a new case for the detective agency to unravel. It's not stumping the police. It's not even a cold case. That's because no one outside the magical world even knows it's happening. A grimoire that possesses the reader with the spirit of a dead wizard isn't the sort of thing that makes the news, especially when the reader is a notorious recluse.

The Hunted Witch Agency is hot on the heels of the leader of the witch slave trade. I'm determined to bring them down, even though they're closer to home than I realize. Gerard, the only male keeping me sane, is ready to put them down for good. Until I'm kidnapped. The witch who takes me has a personal vendetta. She can torture me all she likes, but she'll never make me give up my mission to end her enterprise. And her. I'm witch royalty, I'm a warlock disgrace. And now, I'm kidnapped. However, my magic is under control. For now. How long can I keep avoiding the inevitable?

Lila Grace Carter talks to dead people. Admittedly, that's not out of the ordinary in Lockhart, South Carolina. In her words, "I'm Southern. We all talk to dead people down here. As a matter of fact, I don't believe I can truly trust anybody that doesn't speak to at least two or three dead relations on a daily basis. The difference is, they talk back to me." Now there's a murderer on the loose in Lockhart, and Lila Grace is the only one who knows a crime was committed. Can she convince the sexy sheriff that Jenny Miller didn't fall down the steps on her own? Will she catch the killer?

There is a secret war being waged in London's magic underground, but now, that war is going to spill out into the world of humans. I know what Cerberus wants; he covets the power of the infernal Hellfire, and with Reaper on his team, his chances of getting it have gone up tenfold. With the Eyes hamstrung as we are, I don't see light at the end of the tunnel; only more darkness. That's when the first body shows up, and everything changes.

My mission to save London from suffering the same fate as most of the US sees me diving into the London Underground in search of a Hell Hole, but finding it is the least of my problems. One by one, the things that make the Eyes a functioning cabal are being picked apart, leaving us out of communication and seriously damaging our ability to stop Cerberus before it's too late, and when disaster strikes, none of us are prepared to deal with it. Least of all me.

When a heartbroken widow with a newborn baby turns up at Darcey's office saying she's being followed, Darcey detects secret magic at work. She investigates the case, but her efforts are thwarted by her rival in the Elite. For some reason, no one wants Darcey to discover the truth. And it looks like she won't when her own past catches up with her. She's hauled off to Faerie to face execution. Her crime: murdering Mother of the Hunt. Solve the case. Check. Escape with her life. Check. And juggle the supernatural hotties vying for her attention? Umm, maybe.

Since joining the family matchmaking business run by her eccentric and psychic grandma Zelda, Gladie has had little success. Involved on one level or another - hot sex, almost committed, and crying in her pillow - with three men, Gladie distracts herself by giving up on matchmaking and starting a new career. But when Gladie stumbles on body parts of dead baseball players all over town, she's dragged into solving yet another murder mystery. With her life in chaos and the killer getting closer, Gladie has to come to terms with the fact that love is murder.

After an exhausting trek through seven hells, all Lazarus wants is to kick back and relax through the holidays. Unfortunately, the supernatural has other plans. Three murder-suicides in as many weeks has New Orleans on edge. The killers? All family men, loving fathers, and wizards. Two is a coincidence, but three is a pattern Lazarus can't ignore, especially since he fits the profile. Something is driving these men insane and making them murder their beloved families. Something that strikes only at night and leaves only nightmares behind.

Welcome to the Threndoren wedding. Raven is there with Chui by her side, along with all of Brighton. But who is that with William Moss? No time to figure it out. The dragons grow restless, and the dogs start barking—An ominous sign. The "I do's" are broken up by giant frogs crashing the ceremony and attacking the guests. Murphy is ready with her axe, fighting them off in her wedding dress. Is there enough of the shrinking potion to take care of the rest? Raven needs to find a solution before the next creature to morph is something more deadly. She seeks out the alchemists who may have a plan.

New creatures in the kingdom are magically mutating—and attacking legionnaires. Fortunately, Raven and her dragon have Chui Welby on her side and an entire division of elite legionnaires approved to use battle magic. How hard could fighting off a few new monsters really get? The island kingdom of Malenspire has agreed to the exchange of foreign guests. It's just her luck that Raven and Leander are assigned to chaperone the Malendesh newcomer—who turns out to not be so new.