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Terror Hordesman came. With flowers. Red roses. He came, he marked me, and he moved into my house. This is bad. Very bad. Because, I'm funding the Betaren project he's trying to destroy. If he finds out, I fear, he'll end me.

Dad promised me he’d stop sneaking into the Veil. He lied. Which is why I found a teaching job in the Court of His Highness, Gabriel the Virtuous. His school for misguided youth is nearest to the Veil. If he catches me sneaking around, I’m toast. My problems mount when I meet Gabriel face to face - and my soul lights up and begins to dance. He’s six-feet-three of muscle with midnight-blue eyes and a body made for lust - which is decidedly not on his list of virtues.

I’m scrounging for food in an abandoned Bel Air mansion when an angel catches me - and I try to kill him. Instead of swatting me like a mortal fly, he strikes the ground with his sword...and I’m transported, wounded and alone, to some kind of medieval science-fiction fantasy world. There must be some reason the archangel - all gorgeous, bloody perfection with massive wings and a deadly kilt - spared me. No mortal is supposed to remember when the angels fell. But I do, and I’m marked with a secret that could turn the tables, and send this beautiful angel straight to hell.

My favorite kill is Alpha Regha. Second favorite doesn’t exist - nothing and nobody else is a fair fight. I haven’t had one of those in too long as I lead my Warlords far and wide in pursuit of the imposter. So far, he’s eluded me, leaving me frustrated, moody as hell, and spoiling for battle. In this snow-covered border village, I sense no enemy. Only a dozen girls hiding in a barn - as they should. One of them is Rickie Lee, an Omega I instantly rename Kiki. She hates that. Too bad. There’s something different about Kiki, and it’s not just the sass that makes me laugh.

Back when Natie was a biker club's girl, she'd get attached to every cheating throttle jockey who gave her the time of day. Rinse and repeat. At 37, it seems she still hasn't learned. A handsome wolf in leathers like Dirty would eat her alive, then walk into the bar the next night and treat her like yesterday's drink. It's not as if he can help it, and Natie can't help but let him.

Rain maintains the science projects that allow the Fae to walk on the iron-cored earth, but she can't figure out what her Fae boss wants. She's tried blonde, brunette, C-cup and D, slutty heels and flats. Nothing works. But with the Fae mating season coming up, she's pulling out all the stops. Titan has explored the galaxy - and found the one woman he can never have. Rain is perfection, but he won't risk losing her in a mating ritual that could kill her.