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I’m a reincarnated fate witch and rightful queen of the Royal Covens. None of that is why I’m going to get out of this, though. I’m a mortal-born witch in this lifetime, which means I’m scrappy as hell. I’ll use my strengths against their pride and get the Royal Covens to turn on each other. While they’re cat-fighting it out, I’ll use the opportunity to work together with my guys and make an epic escape.

Wolves aren’t supposed to mate humans. Humans also aren’t supposed to interrupt sacred mating ceremonies, but I had a good reason, all right? I needed magic, and I needed a lot of it to save my little sister from the Moon Shadow plague running rampant in human territory.

Someone wants me dead. Worse yet, my link to Spirit is dying. Why? Because Exos has been taken by a new enemy. Now I have to rely on my other elements to find my missing link before it’s too late. Oh, and I need a guard to protect me while I learn how to defend myself. No big deal. Master the elements, find my lost Spirit, and identify the bad guy. I’d better solve this puzzle quickly before my heart starts making choices on my behalf. Because all these fae are beautiful, cunning, and perfect in their own ways.

I’ve done it. My five virtues have finally accepted me, and it’s better than I could have ever imagined. Hendrik, Orion, Dante, Kaito, and Logan each fill a void inside of me that I hadn’t realized had been aching. One problem: Something is still missing, or someone. I sense another virtue coming my way, and the guys are not going to like this one. Cole is unlike any of my virtues. He’s a monster - just like me, abused, beaten, and downright vicious. My guys think I should chase him away, but if being a monster has taught me anything it’s that everyone has a heart.

Welcome to Fortune Academy Underworld, a place where supernaturals can feel at home. And now I know exactly what the hell I am. I’m a tribrid. Part succubus, part demonspawn, and part angel. I earned my wings when I made the ultimate sacrifice for my mates by dying for them. Now, I’m reborn as the princess of Hell. Too bad that doesn’t exempt me from my classes.

Lucifer has descended on Fortune Academy Underworld a whole five days early — leave it to Cole to be a big fat liar about his timetable. He wasn’t lying about Lucifer’s secret weapon, though, and the truth will take us all for a ride. Olivia is my best friend and she has a past almost as dark as mine, one even she’s not ready to remember and one Lucifer is ready to exploit. I want to help her through all of this, but two of my newest Virtues are trapped in the pit, the lowest level of Hell and Lucifer’s territory.

That's what Azra and Sam tell me and I don't think I'm ever going to get used to this. All of my Virtues have been reluctant and taken time to come around to their destiny. Not my angel twins. They're the only force keeping me from falling into a pit of depression after the majority of my Virtues were infected by Calamity. I can't see them. I can't feel them. Only Kaito remains and he's thrown himself into his research to undo this mess. It's my job to unlock the angelic powers inside of me before Lucifer comes back to claim my crown, one lesson at a time.

I'm not a very good witch. It's not my fault. Being born a mortal sucks, and my black cat familiar follows me around like a security blanket. All the other coven brats make fun of me. My vampires don't seem to mind. They pose as my mentors and get Aunt Sandra off my back. My initiation into the Royal Covens is only three days away. They're supposed to teach me how to hide what I really am: a reincarnation of some ancient and powerful witch.

The worst has happened. Kaito says this can be fixed. But I don't know if I have any fight left in me anymore. For their sake, I better get my shit together. We've come this far, and my Virtues and I have been through life and death together. Nothing has changed. Nothing except Lucifer coming down on me with his fallen angel army. My Virtues who are still on earth are forced to bend to his control. And now the next Echo of Calamity is on its way, overlapping with a mission that I've yet to fulfill.

After years of adoration and love—and lots of intimacy—my guys have a special holiday request. A little fae baby. Like a fool, I agree, but there’s no way I can choose who gets to be the father. So, my guys have come up with a solution. A series of trials will determine who’ll do the deed; namely, one in the bedroom that has me questioning if my lady parts are really up for this. Right now? Yeah, I can’t feel my legs.

My mates have been asleep for too long. When Raze gives me the good news that they’ve broken free of Calamity’s grip, my heart soars to the heavens. But when I realize they aren’t the mates that I left behind, my soul cracks into a thousand pieces.

Lucifer has been crowned king of Earth, his royal boon something every mortal craves. To be powerful, immortal, and feared. He’s converting mortals into supernaturals thanks to his alliance with Calamity, but it doesn’t work out for everyone. This is an unnatural push against the balance. Supernaturals have their own realms and their own rules, but Calamity thrives in chaos.

The Royal Water Fae I’m in love with just hired me to be his intern. Oh. My. Fae. I only applied for the job because of a dare, and now I’m packing my bags for the North Pole. No big deal. I can totally be professional. I haven’t seen him since the Academy anyway. Maybe he’s gotten fat from all the Winter Fae sweets Except, no. Kalt hasn’t gotten fat at all. He’s still perfectly chiseled and even more gorgeous than I remember. And worse? He has two equally hot friends. A royal elf named Lark. And a sexy-as-sin selkie named Norden.

My worst nightmare has come true. I'm not the Champion of Calamity. I'm the Conduit. The bad guy.

I was born with the gift of sight—I can see the future. But I never saw this coming. Dragged to Fortune Fae Academy, I’m thrown into a world of dangerous magic, ruthless rivals, and mysterious protectors who circle closer with every secret I uncover. They believe I’m strong enough to survive... and maybe they’re right.

My fourth is a freaking vampire? Xavier is cocky, overzealous, and way too hot for his own good. He’s just what I need to stop my nightmares from coming to fruition, except he's telling me that I'm not supposed to stop the future from happening. I'm supposed to fulfill a dark prophecy. One where I'm the Queen of Hell, turned into a vampire, and I save hell itself from being destroyed.

So, I have a third mate. No big deal. Except Auric punched my royal—descended from gods—betrothed right in the face. Novak has murder in his eyes, more so than usual. And my body is screaming at me to take all three males and teach them who’s in charge here. Because I believe the truth now. I’m a Noir royal descended from the gods themselves and destined to fix the history my fake-father forged: the one where black-winged angels were the result of sin and scandal instead of the truth.

I've found my third, and he's definitely the sin of anger. Jet has some damn rage problems, but I guess that's to be expected from a dragon shifter. Am I ready to play with fire? You bet your ass I am. Derek, one of my sins, is making good work on stirring the pot. He's trying to rip open a hole to hell and he's gotten Luke on a leash to do just that. Don't worry, I have a plan. I just hope it doesn't get everybody killed.

I've taken everything from the wolves. Their magic. Their pride. Their alphas. But now I wish I could give it all back. Fulfilling my role as the Moon Guardian has brought a new force to this world, one that might even be worse than the wolves.

“Are you feeling sorry for yourself again?” a male voice teased, filtering into the room as the Dark Mage walked right past my wards. “Go away, Hendrik,” I growled. Hendrik stepped out of the shadows as he peeled off his coat. “I could use another session,” he said, grinning as he gave the offer to spar a double-meaning. “Last time was a mistake,” I snapped as I went back to the vampire stake I was working on. I sliced my dagger over the tip, sending a tendril of wood falling to the ground. “We’re just being influenced by the demon.”