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Seeing the future isn’t all it’s cracked up to be—especially when you can’t change it. Even more so when your Talent nearly kills you. I’ve searched the world for a guru—a magickal monk—who could help me tame my divination powers, but most were frauds or worse. Being young and female is precarious when you’re consorting with powerful adepts. But then I met Eliphas Storm, and everything changed...

There’s a madman who calls himself a scientist...and I have to stop him. Never mind that his med-magick drugs might be the key to my own research. Never mind that his red-and-yellow pill tempts me with the promise of turning off a Talent I’d give anything to erase. The madman developed his med-magick with an illegal drug trial, performing experiments on people like my father - and using my own family’s company to do it! The madman will pay for that, even if I have to hunt him down myself.

Leonidas is a dragon shifter, a century into his allotted five, and he's entranced by Master Shakespeare's theatre and the comely and lusty women of London's bankside. But when he finds a witch in the practice of her art in clear view of the stage, he must act, for dragons are the keepers of the peace between the mortal and immortal realms. But never has duty been so sweetly sexy and delicious to the touch as a witch whose very skin sparks pleasure....

Oriel: Humans have breached the barrier between the mortal and immortal realms, threatening war between them, yet I'm sent to guard one of the scientists helping to push their technology forward. An angeling's place is not to question the angels, but I fear this might bring the end of times.

She’s stumbled into a lair of desperate dragons—and she’s just the thing they need. I really messed this up. Pinned to the floor by a billionaire playboy, caught stealing files from his computer. “I’m trying to decide whether to kiss you or lock you up,” he says. “Kiss me, and there will be blood. Not mine, either.” He just smiles. Rich, powerful, probably used to getting anything he wants. I’m just here to find my sister—I suspect he and his band of playboys have trafficked her and who knows how many others. I’m here for them too. Eventually.

When dark elves corrupt the very thing you are, there’s only one path to redemption. This is all my fault. The fates sent them to me in a dream—the twin soul mates and the dragon man with the pale brown eyes. I knew they were key to everything. I knew I’d pay a price for it. What I didn’t see coming was the flutter in my belly when the dragon man’s eyes were upon me. He’s a fine thing, but that’s not important—rescuing these women from the feckin’ Elves. That’s important. Not least because it’s my fault they’re here.

When you’re destined to be the soul mate of a dragon, what’s love got to do with it? Nothing makes any sense. I wake up in a hospital bed with no memory of the last two weeks, no idea where I am, and a hot guy tending my every need. Well, not every need… not yet. But he’s hot as sin and twice as sweet. Next thing I know, I’m confessing all my sins—and the darkness I’m still carrying inside. What have I done that I can’t remember? Then he starts talking about a magical race of dark elves and soul mates and…