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I didn’t know I had a sister until I walked into a crime scene and saw my own lifeless face staring back at me. Horrified, I still did my job and collected evidence to nail the men responsible.

A spunky florist and a cold-hearted lord of the dead? It's a match made in the underworld! Autumn Rankin is a florist first and foremost. Her specialty is making a rose bear in under 20 minutes or pulling together a bouquet that says "I'm sorry, honey, you're always right". But when she meets Hades at the funeral parlor, she discovers a hidden talent: Convincing a dead soul it's time to go to the afterlife. Apparently souls are wandering the land of the living, and Hades, stiff, cold, and guarded as he is, needs her natural charm and charisma to corral them to the underworld.

We were warned about the threats we would face, and now our lives are in danger. The danger is more powerful than we'd ever imagined, and now that the flames have died off, we're off to a new destination with uncertainty around every corner. Time is running out for me, and I hope we aren't being taken on a wild goose—or chicken—chase to find the next creature. A creature from the sky will catch me when I fall, but what if I've already fallen?

From the moment I scent her, I have to have her underneath me. The human female spins and runs straight into my chest. “Oh!” she says but then she stops, frozen as she stares up at me. “Hi.” I, too, am stopped in place. This female is nothing like the others I have seen. She is petite, with long flowing black hair. Her features are as foreign to me as any humans, but for some reason I find her face pleasing.

Purgatory is mine. I'll do whatever it takes to ensure humanity finds the balance it deserves. With the seven sinners and the most notorious devil by my side, we can change the world. No, not only the world. The entire universe. We have to. Our futures depend on it. The angelic army plans to reset everything, bringing on the End of Times.

With my soulmate missing and a new revelation threatening to send Heaven’s army our way to start the apocalypse, I have to find Elias and break two more angels. Unfortunately, it’s not as easy. Pride and sloth require different tactics. I have to prove that their purposes no longer follow Heaven’s path. They need to follow me down, even if I have to drag them to their thrones in Hell myself.

I had no idea how much I wanted to take Purgatory's throne and rule Hell with the Seven Sinners. Too bad the most notorious devil would prefer to rule alone. If only that was the worst of it. My soulmate’s health declines, and I must kill him to guide his soul to Hell and help him take his throne. How can I murder the one who is responsible for my angel-kissed soul? I don’t have a choice, though.

When I arrive in the Cheetah Nation with my two lovers, my sister, and our enigmatic guard, nothing goes as planned. After being hospitalized for a human illness, I wake to find myself a prisoner to famous billionaire cheetah, Sir Kenosi. Any woman in the world would be overjoyed at the opportunity to slide between the insatiable entrepreneur’s sheets, but he’s not interested in Kitty Chasers. He wants me.

The people and creatures of Traitor’s Den are always getting into trouble. It’s the one thing I can count on. The longer they spend in the Den, the more the spell that keeps us all here has the chance to take effect, turning us all into my Uncle Tucker’s version of cowboys and cowgirls. Our little one-way town is always wild and outrageous, and no day is ever the same. But when Rhett Stead and Zeke Doyle tumble through the portal, our town’s signature wild Western flavor swells a couple of notches, especially since they seem to think I’m their mate or queen or...whatever.

Harrison Stag is finally mine. After ten years, a fiasco in an elevator, and more mind-blowing sex than I could handle, it's time to settle in. Is it really possible to have it all?

Just when I let myself hope for a happy ending, everything comes crashing down around me. The fate of the world is in the palm of my hand, but to eliminate the threat I might have to sacrifice more than I’ve bargained for.

Corrupting angels should be fun. But damn it. It’s more soul-crushing and infuriating work than I expected. Especially when Lucifer, a.k.a. Lucian, is a lying sack of demon guts and would much prefer to rule Hell alone.

I thought I was inheriting a life of glitz and glamour, but all I got was a castle that even a reality television show wouldn't touch. After inheriting Darkmoor Manor, I was ready to start my new life living in a castle. Instead, what I found inside my new home was a world full of chaos and things that make even grown men cry.

I need more magic like I need a point-blank bullet to the head. All that dragon power Rhett’s already given me is churning around inside me, causing as much trouble as the great poohbah dragon protector himself, and he’s trouble walking in a pair of perfectly fitting jeans. Regardless of my desires, and I’ve got lots of them thanks to the two men who won’t stop shooting suggestive looks my way, more magic is exactly what I’ve got—plus a whole band of dragon shifters without it, heh, pointing fingers at me for taking what they think is theirs. Oopsie.

With the wind at our backs and the dagger forcing our will, we’re on our way to find my next mate. New information from my brother makes me question everything. There’s no escaping what’s to come. A creature from the wild will hold me tight, but what if I’m already in pieces?

Upon arriving back home, my mates and I are greeted with unrest in the streets and within the palace itself. I have been labeled a traitor to our nation, and Camila is calling for my head. Not everyone wants me dead, though. In this new world, my supporters are hidden in the shadows, waiting for me to give them a voice. When we’re captured by the king, I’m separated from the men who have stolen my heart and ruled my body for so long. Alone, I must face the monster who raised me - King Ocelot himself. At last, I can ask the questions I have wanted answered for so long.

Change and I have never been best friends, something that's only gotten clearer from my imprisonment at the Guild of Guardians. As punishment for stealing a magical object, I’ve got to hunt down criminal supernaturals to pay off my sentence. The men in my new team don’t want me around. Neither do the other inmates. They just want to push me to my limits, test me, thinking that I’ll fail. But they have another thing coming. I’m Astra Nomical. I'll pass everything they throw my way, prove I’m worthy, and I won't lose my heart along the way.

Once upon a time, there was a young girl named Goldilocks, who innocently wandered into a home owned by a family of bears.... Okay, my name is Ria. And I may have broken in, but I was high and it was cold outside. Oh, and the bears were actually shifters. Potayto, potahto. The point is, I’m kind of a wreck. Plus, I robbed my cheating, lying a-hole of an ex-boyfriend on my way out the door and he’s not thrilled about it, so I’m stuck with these three distractingly attractive men for the time being—one of whom is weirdly hung up on the whole breaking-and-entering thing. What could go wrong?

Huzzah! I made it to my 23rd birthday! Given how much dragon magic I have rolling through me now, doing its best to cook me from the inside out, this feat is no small thing. I’ve earned a hearty celebration and then some. I’m gonna party down at Sharmayne’s and let her ply me with as many of her cocktails as she wants. Her magic touch is exactly what I need after how nutty life in Traitor’s Den has been lately. I deserve every hypnotic, milky, swirling Moon Mixer she sends my way. Hell, I might get fancy and skip right on to a Roll in the Hay, maybe even a Sirens on the Rocks.

My best friend and I want the same girl. But Lace Lowell is mine. She was mine first. She’ll be mine forever. Sure, she was his friend when they were kids, long before I ever met her. But that’s in the past. This is now. I’m Warren Jinkins. War. My name is my battle cry. I take what I want. I don’t ask, and I want her.