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I made one foolish mistake and ended up with a debt I had only one way to pay...by bowing my head and submitting to the men I swore I hated. But in their dominance, I found catharsis. In the darkness we share, parts of myself were brought to the light. Now I'm torn between the future I thought I wanted and a life I once believed was only fantasy. What am I willing to sacrifice? My pride and carefully laid plans, my determination that I can do it all alone? Or my new-found freedom to live without boundaries with the men who turned my world on its head?

I’d been prom queen and cheer captain—high school’s most savage Queen Bee. I could have everything I wanted. Except them. The freaks, the weirdos, the school’s ultimate losers: Manson, Jason, Lucas, and Vincent. Our hatred for each other couldn’t keep us apart, not even when my own mistake got Manson expelled and made me the ultimate villain to the rest of them.

After a cult tried to sacrifice me to their wicked God, I went on the run, doing whatever was necessary to survive. Until a demon offered me a deal: give him my soul and he'll help me claim the vengeance I seek. Blood will be spilled, and the monsters I once ran from will soon be running from me. But damning my soul was just the beginning; it's my heart the demon wants next.

Jessica Martin is not a nice girl. As prom queen and captain of the cheer squad, she'd ruled her school mercilessly, looking down her nose at everyone she deemed unworthy. The most unworthy of them all? The "freak," Manson Reed: her favorite victim. But a lot changes after high school. A freak like him never should have ended up at the same Halloween party as her. He never should have been able to beat her at a game of Drink or Dare. He never should have been able to humiliate her in front of everyone.

I earned my reputation among magicians for a reason: one wrong move and you're dead. Killer, they called me, and killing is what I'm best at. Except her. The one I was supposed to take, the one I should have killed–I didn't. The cult that once controlled me wants her, and I'm not about to lose my new toy to them.

I am the servant of a merciless God. I am the daughter of Its preacher. All my life, my power has been controlled by others. They raised me to be meek and stifled my magic. No more. A brutal murder led me to discover a mysterious house full of magic—and the ancient, powerful demon within. He says my power can change the world, that I can kill the evil creature I once worshipped. But at what cost?

I wasn't supposed to be here. I was supposed to be marrying my fiancé, looking forward to a tropical honeymoon. Instead, I found myself on a ferry headed for historic Balfour Manor on Blackridge Island, in the Pacific Northwest. Now I'm stranded, with a woman I'm irresistibly drawn to. Rayne holds secrets as dark and mysterious as her old house. Crimson shadows stalk the halls and strange voices call out in the night—but it's she who haunts me most.

Salem will eigentlich nur vor ihrem gebrochenen Herzen davonlaufen. Als sie auf der entlegenen Blackridge Island in einem Bed & Breakfast eincheckt und der enigmatischen Besitzerin Rayne begegnet, spürt sie aber sofort eine unglaubliche Anziehung zu ihr. Mit Rayne kann sie jede Fantasie ausleben, die sie so lange unterdrückt hat, jedem dunklen Gelüst nachgeben, für das sie sich früher geschämt hätte. Als die ersten Gäste spurlos verschwinden, wird ihr eines klar: Das Böse lauert in Blackridge – und seine Augen sind auf Salem gerichtet.

Leon. Ich habe mir meinen Ruf unter Magiern nicht umsonst verdient: Ein falscher Schritt, und du bist tot. Mörder, nannten sie mich, und das Töten ist das, was ich am besten kann. Außer bei ihr. Bei derjenigen, die ich nehmen sollte, bei derjenigen, die ich hätte töten sollen – habe ich es nicht getan. Der Kult, der mich einst kontrollierte, will sie haben, und ich werde mein neues Spielzeug nicht an sie verlieren. Rae. Ich habe immer an das Übernatürliche geglaubt. Die Jagd nach Geistern ist meine Leidenschaft, aber das Herbeirufen eines Dämons war nie Teil des Plans.

Juniper. Nachdem eine Sekte versucht hatte, mich ihrem bösen Gott zu opfern, war ich auf der Flucht und tat alles, was nötig war, um zu überleben. Bis mir ein Dämon einen Deal anbot: Ich schenke ihm meine Seele und er würde mir helfen, die Rache zu nehmen, die ich suchte. Blut wird vergossen werden und die Monster, vor denen ich einst davonlief, werden bald vor mir davonlaufen. Aber meine Seele zu verdammen, war nur der Anfang – als Nächstes will der Dämon mein Herz.