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Wolf shifter, Ryan Scott, likes to walk on the wild side. He craves freedom and independence like no other. So when Ryan feels the symptoms of turning Ravin, he relishes his newfound power and strength. Granted, his body doesn't look the same but he sees nothing wrong with the disease inflicted upon aging shifters. He doesn't want or need the treatment that can cure him. When his family throws him into a cell, forcing him to accept their help, Ryan revolts.

Lawson and Liv have experienced their fair share of hurdles. He's a shifter, she's human. He was held captive for three years by her former boss. Her best friend can't stand him. They faced every storm and came out stronger and more committed than ever. Happily ever after? Not quite. When Lawson's brother turns Ravin, he and Liv leave Safe Haven in search of him. Liv is convinced she can reverse the horrific side effects of the disease if they can find and capture him.

Lawson Scott can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. The days of being chained to a wall and unbearable beatings are over. Now, he's renovating a hotel where shifters can relocate and feel safe. His family has reunited and Liv, the woman he loves, is by his side. When he takes on the role as pack leader it seems he has everything he could possibly want. But when a rescued group of shifters come to live at Hollow Rock, his world turns into bitter betrayal overnight and he may lose the one person who matters most.

Lawson Scott has been a prisoner for three years. He's been subjected to torture, degradation, and numerous tests by humans wanting shifter blood. He's convinced he will spend the remainder of his life chained to a wall until sexy scientist Liv Kimbro is assigned to his case.

When I discover the Dark witch that holds my mate hostage, I must work through my anger to save Aidoneus before it's too late. That's easier said than done since I'm compelled to seek the help of his father, Hades. Let's face it, the God of the Underworld doesn't think I'm good enough for his son.

The goddess Artemis exerting her influence over our lives is proving to be a bigger pain in the ass than we expected. As her missions take us away from Cottlehill Wilds and our mates more often than not, it seems our biggest challenge is simply not resenting her. Up next on our itinerary? Hunting down a human archaeologist who somehow got his hands on a downright deadly artifact.

I'm no stranger to the supernatural world. In Ravenholde, vampires, shifters, and demons are just as common as criminals, but infinitely more power hungry. So when my grandfather asks me to hunt down a phoenix terrorizing the town, I suspect his motives are less than trustworthy.

After a harrowing visit to the Underworld, I finally shifted into my Phoenix. Flying doesn't stop Fate from insisting that I fight for my life, though. Catching the local murderer red-handed should have put a stop to the constant danger I'm in. But now I have to escort this Tainted scum to the Underworld for a dip in the River Lethe, and it seems Fate isn't done messing with me yet. The more I get to know her, the more she seems like another overworked, overlooked woman in desperate need of some girlfriends.

I've mastered my magic, faced down demons, and killed an evil Fae king. There isn't much I can't do. Except tell my kids I'm a powerful witch-Fae hybrid. My kids return home to Pymm's Pondside for the holidays. Before I can tell them about my magic, a pixie, and a mermaid blow my cover. Their shock is expected, but not their anger. Turns out my oldest nearly burned down their house and was convinced something was wrong with her. I could have helped her if I hadn't insisted on hiding my magic from them.

I’m half-witch, half-faery, and facing dangers as real as the ache in my bad knee. Ibuprofen and caffeine keep me going, and I could do this for the rest of my life. Whoever thinks my family home is an easy mark better take notice: The new Guardian in town isn’t going down without a fight. After all, she’s already learned to let go of her simple existence and believe in the extraordinary power inside of her. What could possibly stop her now?

There's no magic in any realm that can fix this mess. I've just got to dig in and get to work. One day I'm fighting beside my best friends in the Fae realm, and the next, I can't light a candle without burning down my house. I always thought witches weren't supposed to have hot flashes unless we were cursed. But then the day came when I discovered that I'm cursed. How? Well, the pandering ex and the nearly-empty nest would be bad enough on their own. But did I mention the demonic assassin who's set his sights on me too? I told you, I'm cursed.

We thought we'd seen all that the magical world has to offer, but we were wrong. In the service of the goddess our next adventure takes it out of our element. Literally. And diving deep beneath the waves with Violet’s unreliable ex as our guide on this trip to a mystical mermaid city is only the beginning.

When the Shadow Council chamber is destroyed and the members are reeling from the betrayal, they learn the only location with similar power, is located on Shifter lands. Caton begs me to help the people of Ravenholde, more importantly, the council, in negotiating a treaty that allows a rebuild. But the ancient God ravaging our town has already proved he can infect the strongest of our people, and trust is a commodity none of us possess.

With the infection ravaging our mystical town and no antidote in sight, tensions between the Shadow Council members are at an all-time high.

Popcorn strands, holly berries, and twinkly lights. Add a little magic and the holiday season will be perfect, right? 'Tis the season and I'm setting the stage. But even with all the trimmings, I know better than to think everything will run smoothly. I've promised an invitation to Fate and it's never a good idea to keep such a powerful being waiting, but my festive frenzy keeps getting interrupted. Removing curses and humoring carolers are the last things I should be doing when I've also just learned that I have to make room at the Yule Dinner table.

Demons are overrunning my hometown of Camden, but they're messing with the wrong peri-menopausal witch. After 20 years with my ex, delivering supernatural smack-downs is my pleasure. But my to-do list is growing and I've more to tackle than just these demons. A ghoul needs my help, and I still have Objects of Power to locate. Ghostly invaders have taken over the private dimension my familiar needs to gather with her kind, and I promised my best friend she'd have a familiar of her own so I need to find a way to evict these wayward phantasms and keep my word.

Vampires with a vendetta. The Queen of Voodoo. Nasty necromancers. Just another day in my life. If you need a magical mystery solved, apparently I'm your gal. As the go-to private detective for the supernatural community, I've got every shifter, fae, and ghoul knocking on my door. Now the local vampires have decided to test me by leaving a dead shifter in a public park. Ever handled a pack of shifters looking for revenge? It's not pretty. And right now, I don't have the time to settle a feud.

The magical world has caught on that I am the go-to witch for solving supernatural problems. Too bad they have no consideration when I've got my own to deal with. After returning my ghoul’s soul to her, I should have been on a high. Instead, life slammed my feet back to the ground when my familiar was nearly killed during our visit to Stuleros. To top that off, Nana has been acting odd. She’s always been sassy and sarcastic. Now she's spewing venom and shutting everyone out. My mom insists she’s coming to terms with the end of her life, but I'm not ready to believe that.

One day, I'm married, living in the triangle, and working as a head nurse at one of the country's best hospitals. The next, I've shed a 175 pounds of idiot and find myself encountering ghosts, dragons, and pixies while taking care of a sick patient. Losing my sanity didn't seem like the worst thing to happen since I moved back home with my mom and nana.

I’m ditching my Spanx, owning my laugh lines, and ready for anything. I’ve been asked to find a missing ghost and her enchanted sewing machine. Myrna is still out there causing problems and killing witches. And a member of my new coven is missing. Of course, I’m expected to fix it all. I’m a middle-aged mom and multitasker extraordinaire, so this should be easy. I want to throat punch whoever made that saying up. There is nothing simple about tackling ten problems at once, even if they’re mundane ones.