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Trapped. He fell through the gate to Hell to save my life. Beelzebub, the Lord of Gluttony, is no longer his own. He’s been mine ever since he caught me singing to myself, falling prey to the magic of my song. If I can keep my distance, we can both move on. But now, he is caught under my spell, which makes him forbidden to touch. And yet, he is the only one I can trust to get me back to Crystal Hollow. We’ll have to make it through the Nine Circles of Hell first. No matter what we lose along the way.

As one of the infants taken from Alfheimr, I spent twelve lifetimes hidden away in the tunnels of the Resistance with a Lunar Witch to watch over me. I knew the truth of my existence and when the Veil fell, my discovery became inevitable. When the God of the Dead brought his human mate back to the tunnels after revealing the truth of his identity, he did so with the intent to return me to Mab. The Queen of Air and Darkness has waited centuries to find me on the other side of the Veil of Flesh and Bone, and she had sent her favorite weapon to do it.

Trapped. He fell through the gate to Hell to save my life. Beelzebub, the Lord of Gluttony, is no longer his own. He’s been mine ever since he caught me singing to myself, falling prey to the magic of my song. If I can keep my distance, we can both move on. But now, he is caught under my spell, which makes him forbidden to touch. And yet, he is the only one I can trust to get me back to Crystal Hollow. We’ll have to make it through the Nine Circles of Hell first. No matter what we lose along the way.

Kyla must trade her pen for a sword and fight to change her story's ending, but this isn’t a fantasy anymore. No happily-ever-after is guaranteed. And mental illness has robbed her of everything she needs to succeed: love, fighting spirit, hope. If Kyla can’t overcome the darkness inside her, she’ll die with her darlings.

Meine Magie ist dein Tod – doch ist der Tod unser Ende? Willow Madizza wurde als Waffe erzogen – gegen den Hexenzirkel, vor dem ihre Mutter einst floh, um sie zu schützen. Doch um ihre Familie zu rächen, muss Willow sich direkt in das Herz des Zirkels begeben. Nur so kann sie Licht ins Dunkel um das blutige Massaker an der Hexenakademie Hollow’s Grove bringen, bei dem ihre Tante vor 50 Jahren ihr Leben verlor.

Meine Magie ist dein Tod – doch ist der Tod unser Ende? Willow Madizza wurde als Waffe erzogen – gegen den Hexenzirkel, vor dem ihre Mutter einst floh, um sie zu schützen. Doch um ihre Familie zu rächen, muss Willow sich direkt in das Herz des Zirkels begeben. Nur so kann sie Licht ins Dunkel um das blutige Massaker an der Hexenakademie Hollow’s Grove bringen, bei dem ihre Tante vor 50 Jahren ihr Leben verlor. Nun öffnet die Universität wieder ihre Tore, und Willow sieht sich nicht nur einer untoten Urahnin, sondern auch dem unausstehlich attraktiven Schulleiter Alaric Thorne gegenüber, der sie nur zu gerne scheitern sähe.

Mein Verrat ist dein Schicksal – wagst du es, mir zu vertrauen? Willow Madizzas Rachepläne sind gescheitert. Der Hexenzirkel von Hollow’s Grove ist angeschlagen, seine Mitglieder dezimiert, und Willow selbst hat, ohne es zu wollen, Lucifer Morningstar und seine Dämonenfürsten aus der Hölle befreit. Sie wurde ausgenutzt, manipuliert und betrogen – von dem Mann, den sie zu lieben glaubte. War sie für ihn lediglich ein Mittel zum Zweck? Willow weiß nicht, wem sie noch vertrauen kann, doch sie ist zum Handeln gezwungen.

Offering Mab my bound allegiance was the only way to save Caldris’s life—the only bargain I could make to keep us both from the Void. After cruelly murdering the King of Summer, her own brother, Mab became unhinged and there was no telling what she would do. Caldris is safe for now because of my sacrifice, but at a cost. Queen Mab only wants one thing from me.

He was the deception waiting in the night; the truth I never saw coming. After a lifetime of manipulation, I finally learned the truth. I was his puppet—even if I never saw my strings. Even knowing how deep his betrayal runs, I can’t shake the undeniable connection between Gray and I—the way a single glance from him sets my soul on fire. We are not the same. We’re enemies, poised to battle for the future of the very thing I’d wanted to destroy. With the Covenant gone, the revenge I thought I wanted is no longer my priority.

The many tribes have given him many different names. Wakan Tanko. Maheo. To the people that first hunted the corner of Appalachia known to later generations as Wright’s Holler, he was Weshemoneto, the Great Spirit. To Anna Madeline Wright, he would simply be Wes. Born in the holler that bore her name, “Annie” Wright came from people that had learned to live on the land, people who believed in the magic saturating the woods around them. People who knew how to survive. Circumstance of birth gave her power. Her skills gave her respect. Her magic gave them hope.

Arie Vanderbilt has always lived on the edges of the popular crowd, which suits her just fine. As she comes of age, Arie’s mother wants her to make more connections with the Selari elite. Arranging an invitation for a week-long trip to a lakeside estate, her mother forces Arie to attend.

Hope brightens a bleak Edinburgh December. A man gets a second chance with his high school crush. A decade-long game of cat and mouse comes to a passionate conclusion. And Santa Claus drives a red muscle car. Heat up your holidays with this collection of four festive tales from some of the top talent in the male/male genre.

Raised to be my father’s weapon against the Coven that took away his sister and his birthright, I would do anything to protect my younger brother from suffering the same fate. My duty forces me to the secret town of Crystal Hollow and the prestigious Hollow’s Grove University—where the best and brightest of my kind learn to practice their magic free from human judgment.

For weeks, he stood by my side, twisting his words into pretty half-truths. He enraptured me with his smooth temptation, leaving no corner of my being untouched. He consumed my mind and my body, then finally claimed my heart for himself. But Caelum’s true identity is terrifying enough to bring me to my knees. Then, I discovered the truth of who he is. Caldris is whispered in the Nothrek wind. The legend we only speak of with hushed words, in shuttered rooms, for fear of drawing his wrath once again.

For nearly four-hundred years, the Veil has protected us from the Fae of Alfheimr. In their absence, our lives have shifted from decadence and sin to survival and virtue under the guidance of the New Gods. I’ve spent my entire life tending to the gardens next to the boundary between our worlds, drawn to the shimmering magic like a moth to the flame. All of that changes the day the Veil shatters, unleashing the fae upon our world once again.

For weeks, we retraced our steps back to Mistfell and the lingering shadow of the Veil at the boundary between realms. Traveling through the kingdom, I denied the evidence in front of me, unable to fathom that I wasn’t the lost princess of Faerie. Instead, it is Fallon who must fear the consequences of her heritage. Which leaves me with a single, unanswered question. Then, I awoke, caged high above the throne of the Queen of Air & Darkness.