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I’m trapped in actual hell. And just about everything here is trying to kill me. Even the god who claims he once loved me has come pretty close to ending my life. But things are about to change. I’m fed up of being Persephone - human underdog in the Hades Trials. I’ve managed to awaken a little bit of the goddess inside me, and now I have power, I’m not afraid to use it. Although I don’t actually have a clue how to.

They broke the bond. But they didn’t break me. Although they left me with a gaping hole in my chest, Kian, Malix, and Frost did me a favor when they shattered our bond and left me alone in the mountains. For a moment there, I'd started to trust them. For a moment, I'd started to believe they could be changed — that I wouldn’t need to kill them to keep them from carrying out their dark mission. I'd started to believe there was something real between us.

Find Lucifer’s stolen Book of Sins, recover the lost powers of Pride and Envy, then lift the curse preventing us from being together. That was supposed to be the plan. But now… Hearing my mom’s voice has sent me into a tailspin. Add in a mad dash to Rome, a jealous angel and an intervention by a god, and I am officially in trouble. Somehow, I find myself rallying an angry pixie, a geeky vampire, an ancient chauffeur and a sex-obsessed pensioner into a rescue mission I could never have dreamed up. We have to head into hell, to rescue the devil himself. 

The thrilling final installment of the Hades Trials!

I’m supposed to be the last of my kind, all-powerful, and marked by prophecy for greatness. But, something, somewhere, must have gone wrong, because I have no power or greatness. The prophecy must be about my sister, the only other living being with our kind's blood in her veins, but she's been in a magical sleep for eight years and is slowly turning to stone. I will do anything to save her, but the answers I need are inside Poseidon’s underwater palace. The fiercely powerful ocean god rules his realm with brutal efficiency, and nobody is ever allowed to get close to him.

The shadows are winning. Quinton is winning. For years, I hunted my mates with unwavering determination, certain they were my enemies. When they broke the bond, and left me shattered and alone on a mountaintop, I vowed to kill them for their betrayal. Then, something changed. They chose me over their allegiance to their alpha. I wanted to save the world from my mates. But can I save my mates from the shadows? 

Anger management isn’t so bad when your shrink is gorgeous. It’s less great when you turn up to find him dead on the floor, and an armored giant dressed like a freaking ancient warrior standing over his body, though. Ares, the God of War, has lost his power and the only way for him to get it back? Me. Apparently, I’m a goddess. One with the power of war. I mean, it does explain a lot.

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 never meant to get caught stealing a priceless artifact from Lucas Hale, Los Angeles’ most notorious playboy billionaire. And I definitely never expected him to offer me a job as a way to pay off my debt. But if it keeps me out of jail, I can play the role of assistant to this cocky, gorgeous man. It can’t be that hard, right? Even if the chemistry between us is so intense that just being in the same room with him makes my blood heat. Even if I accidentally walk in on him “taking care of himself” during my first week in the office.

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.

Varya lives in the shadows. As a tomb raider, it's easier that way. Known for obtaining the unobtainable, she risks life and limb to provide for her small desert town: a magical chalice with never-ending water, an amulet that heals, a map that shows where all the other magical objects are. However, the last stolen treasure came with a problem—the Demon King, Greed. When she finds herself saddled with an injured demon, tracked by a horde of warriors, and effectively lost in the desert, well, what's a girl to do?

I once was told vampires are immortal but not invincible. I’m about to find out how true that is. Thrust deep into the politics and intrigue of vampire society, I’m doing my best to keep my head above water and prove I belong here. But the threat from the shades is growing. Inside the castle walls, whispers, and stares follow me everywhere I go, and I'm pretty sure the king wants me dead. The three vampire men who saved my life are the only ones I trust. So why don’t they seem to trust themselves around me?

Blaise wasn't supposed to be the villain. She was supposed to charm the prince, the male she'd loved for years. That was all the potion was supposed to do—give her another face, and only for a few hours. All so she could prove the prince loved her. Except Blaise got more than she bargained for, and instead of a beauty potion, she's now infected with a magical parasite who takes control of her body every full moon. A parasite who would rather take control permanently.

With news of my fiery resurrection spreading through fae communities like wildfire, all eyes fall on me. Am I ready for the battles to come? Um...no, not even close. If only my destiny was as simple as sorting out the horizontal hijinks of four scorching hot mates. That I could handle. With a rogue fae contingent pulling strings behind the scenes, my life in danger, and a mysterious Black Knight plotting, the only thing keeping my crazy train in the station is faith that the magic that put me and my guardians together chose us for a reason.

The quint is aligned, and as much as I hoped life would simplify once the five of us mated...it's a big "Hells no" on that. Don't get me wrong, the guys are great, with me, with each other. Sexy sparks are flying in every direction and having a front-row seat is enough to ignite me into flames - even if I wasn't a mythical firebird. Now we need to get ahead of the chaos coming at us. Open the portal. Unite the realms. Everyone lives happily ever after. But not everyone is as on board as they pretend. Who do we trust? Who's working against us?

Asher isn't looking for a mate. He's fine alone in his mountain cabin at the edges of his bear clan's land. His unusual shifter qualities have made him an outcast, and he has no expectations that any female would want his company. When a wounded wolf shifter lands on his doorstep one snowy night, he can't help but wonder if fate is playing a cruel joke. Because one look and he knows.

After the initial shock of being soul seared to a stranger, Creed and I realize the universe might know what it's doing after all. As the two realms unite and initial relationships are made, the news of our mating breeds more than salacious curiosity throughout Dornte—it ignites hope.

After two years of being separated and held at the mercy of a usurper queen, Creed is in a position to reclaim his throne. Honor is recovered. Our mating quad is complete. Now, all we have to do is repair the damage to the Dornte quadrant and pull it all together.

The final book of the Poseidon Trials trilogy... 

See this tattoo across my stomach? Yeah, the one with seven crazy runes. Ignore the pink one, that's Sarah. I love her, but she's not one of my four. That was a hard lesson to learn. I've met rune #1, and he wasn't at all what I'd expected. It wasn't love at first sight. Maybe hate at first sight. Pretty sure he hates my guts. But that's okay, maybe rune #2 will bring him around. This end of the world stuff is just getting started, and I have a feeling one of my very own sins is the one stirring the pot. The Incubus King, what sin might he be? Lust...my favorite one.