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My name is Belle. After Kronos takes control of Delerood, my soldiers and I are forced to retreat. Realizing the blow is a big one, I also realize the only way back into Delerood and through Kronos’ time-loop, which keeps outsiders out, is by returning to Castle Chimera. There, I’ll need to appeal to the three monsters who live there, monsters known as Alder, Horatius, and Beacon.

My name is Ember, better known as Cinderella. I rely on two things in my life: cleanliness and order. Owing to a traumatic childhood, I’ve got OCD and I cling to control, doing my best to avoid people and men, in particular. The only thing I care about is my job—and deciphering the maps I’m paid to interpret. When a handsome stranger named Aimes Padmoore comes to my cartography office in Sweetland, claiming he needs my help decoding a map that belonged to the Blue Faerie, I want nothing more than to assist him and send him on his way.

It’s 1930, I’m 19-years-old, and I have high hopes of joining the circus with my best friend, Amelia. But when I find myself alone at the train station with no sign of Amelia, I have no choice but to find my own way to the Cirque du Noir, all the while figuring Amelia must have already arrived.

My name is Bowie, better known as Little Bo Peep.I’m a shepherdess—someone who leads the dead to the world beyond this one. When I find a lost soldier, Sinbad, roaming among the Mallow Fields—the place where spirits are drawn so I can escort them to the ever after--I’m not sure why I feel so attracted to him. Maybe it’s owing to this attraction that I allow Sinbad to enthrall me with stories about his life at sea. Before I know what’s happened, Sinbad is tethered to me, which means he’s able to leave the Mallow Fields.

My name is Princess Carmine, a.k.a. Rose Red. When I learn my longtime protector, Huntsman Draven, has been taken prisoner by my evil uncle, I’m beyond upset. Not to mention the fact that I’ve loved Draven for as long as I can remember. Promised to marry another, I attempt to escape a loveless marriage. But, in the process, I find myself in a precarious situation when my would-be husband decides to take matters into his own hands….

In an attempt to cleanse whatever entity Trina and I let into my house after our bout with a Ouija board, things have only gotten worse. When the entity begins to sap Drake's strength, I realize I have to do something and that something needs to be done now . . . While Drake does definitely drive me crazy with his pretentious airs, his womanizing ways and his jealousy, the idea of coming home to an empty house leaves me feeling . . . well, empty. Yes, it's true—I'm pretty fond of my ghostly Casanova.

I’m so excited to be headed to the Academy of Enchantment, where I’ll be a transfer student for the following year. Except, I'll never make it. When a shadow demon boards my train, I’m overcome by his power, and I blackout. And when I wake up? I’m in a place called Dread. And yes, Dread is as wonderful as the name implies.

My third mission into the depths of the Underground City finds me battling its demonic residents in the Toy Store, level four of the hellish afterlife. Although my guardian angel, Bill, is by my side every step of the way, Bill isn’t much of a consolation when it comes to fighting things that go bump in the night. Instead, I’d much prefer to rely on the brawn and brains of the two thousand year old Celtic warrior, Tallis Black.

I'm attending the highly prestigious Elmington Academy—a school of magic. But unlike my witch mother and warlock father, I'm anything but magical, and my time at Elmington is a struggle. Until I meet Stone Draper. Stone is probably the sexiest guy I've ever seen, even though he might also be the cockiest. And if there's one thing I hate in a man, it's overblown confidence. So why can't I stop thinking about him? And why does he keep singling me out? And the way he looks at me...

Fairy and law enforcement agent Dulcie O'Neil is in trouble. And so is her friend and master vampire, Bram. Finding themselves on the wrong side where illegal potions importer Jax Rochefort is concerned, now their only focus is finding a way to stay alive. Any way she looks at it, Dulcie is in a bad way. It might just take the perseverance and determination of a certain hunky Loki named Knight to rectify the situation. But even Knight doesn't know what he's up against...

Looking for a fresh start, I just became the proud owner of a piece of New Orleans history: an Antebellum-era two-story house in the Garden District. It's going to take time and a fat wallet to restore the fixer-upper to its former glory, but after my recent divorce, I could use the distraction. And a stiff drink, but that's another story . . . It's not long before I discover I've moved into the haunted house of the flirtatious and very much dead, Drake Montague. Now I'm receiving kisses from unseen lips and caresses from ghostly hands.

I’m what’s known as a Blood Witch—a witch who was half-turned by a vampire. I’m still in the process of learning how to reverse my condition by returning his "kiss" to the vampire who blooded me, Lorcan Rowe. But every time we attempt the spell, it goes awry. Now it’s become a race against time: If Lorcan’s powers aren’t returned to him through a reversal spell, he’ll eventually lose his mind, and there’s a very good chance he’ll kill me in the process.

Sinjin is understandably irate over the treatment Bryn received when she was taken hostage by those who were once her own people. Even though Sinjin was able to rescue Bryn and Betta after their escape attempt and deliver them to the safety of Queen Jolie, it is clear that Bryn's pain runs deep. Sinjin wants nothing more than to help Bryn heal but she will have none of it, instead growing cold and distant. Outraged that he is unable to break through Bryn's walls, Sinjin takes matters into his own hands when he decides to avenge her....

Tallis Black is not accustomed to playing the role of prisoner. Yet that is exactly the predicament in which he finds himself in this latest installment of the Lily Harper Series. Tortured, malnourished, and at the mercy of Persephone, a vengeful spirit who resides within the body of the woman he loves, Tallis future looks bleak. But the 2000-year-old Druid is not concerned with himself. Instead, he wants nothing more than to free Lily from Persephone's grasp.

Peyton Clarks life is anything but ordinary. And it's about to get even more bizarre. As if it weren't enough to be on the receiving end of the affections of two men, one of whom is deceased, Peyton finds herself in the middle of a murder mystery taking place nearly 60 years earlier.

After returning to Woodfall Gath and Nicolo learning the truth about what I am and what I was sent to the Gath to do, I find myself in a grave situation. "Grave" as in I’m being sent to the castle dungeons where I’ll be left to rot. Or worse.

I'm not sure where my loyalties lie. Of one thing I'm certain: my fraternal twin sister, Jolie, who also happens to be the Queen of the Underworld, should be my sworn enemy. But after spending months with Jolie, I can’t deny the fact that I genuinely care for my sister, even though I shouldn’t. If it weren’t maddening enough that my relationship with Jolie is anything but black and white, then there’s Sinjin.

I’m still stuck playing the part of prisoner to my sister. But that’s not the worst of it. That title is reserved for my keeper…Sinjin Sinclair.

Master Vampire Sinjin Sinclair is the bane of my existence.... Abandoned on the battlefield by my own people, I must now face the fact that I'm playing prisoner to the Underworld Queen, who also happens to be my sister. As the days and months go by with no word from my people, I'm pretty sure life couldn’t get much worse. But it's about to get a whole lot worse—and Master Vampire, Sinjin Sinclair, is the reason why. Once I'm placed in Sinjin’s care, I find myself battling the undeniable magnetism of the vampire, the one creature I despise above all others.

After I purposely botch my leader’s attack on Jolie, I find myself returned to my old life, a life I thought I’d wanted. But the adage, “be careful what you wish for, because you might get it” will take on new meaning once I find myself playing hostage to my own people.