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Elfhame has fallen. Elatha’s warriors run rampant across my city, looting and burning everything in their path. The throne of Faerie is mine by right, but the Fomorian King now reigns amidst the blood, death and chaos. Only a Nicnevin with a fully united Guard stands a chance at reclaiming what’s been stolen. A high queen with all four courts sworn to her is our last hope for restoring peace. I am neither of those things. And yet, I cannot fail.

Earning the allegiance of the seelie royals was meant to be the easy part of my pilgrimage. Instead, the Spring Queen broke my Guard with her petty games, and then the Summer King imprisoned them. He tried to murder me, and would have succeeded… if not for Bram. Now wounded, and with nowhere else to turn, I have to put my trust in the one male who’s more dangerous to me than any other—Caed. I’ll do anything to rescue my Guard, even if it means risking their anger and giving him another chance.

I escaped from Fellgotha by the skin of my teeth, and now Elatha will do anything to get me back. My only hope lies in the pilgrimage; an ancient journey taken by Nicnevins to demand the allegiance of the minor royals. But no one expected my own body to betray me. My fever is coming, and I crave my mates to the point of distraction. On top of that, their protective instincts are running riot. With all of us preoccupied, we might just end up handing our enemies the opportunity they need to bring about our downfall.

My necromancy-practising murderers never expected me to rise again. I was just the latest in a long line of gullible sacrifices to ensure their continued control over the Arcanaeum, so it shocked everyone when I woke up as a ghost and kicked them out. For centuries now, I've faithfully carried out my self-appointed duties as the librarian. I keep the vast halls of magical knowledge organized, fight the mad whims of the sentient—and interfering—building, and deal with the incessant demands of our patrons.

It’s beautiful, deadly, and filled to the brim with Lilith's problems. Finding her mates was just the start of the Strange God’s plan for her and, between the seven of them, they might just drive her insane before she can take her end of year exams. Her new mate, Enzo, is as mad as he is deadly, and he’s set his sights on anyone who might cause her harm. Bane, the rebel from Greed, is giving flowers to Lucinda and Daron, Jin, and Kain are all in on a scheme to win him back to Lilith's side.

My new home is in danger and I still have so much to learn. I should be grateful that I’ve finally found all five members of my Guard, but one of them is on the wrong side of the war tearing Faerie apart. After diving in front of a killing blow intended for my brother, I’m reborn far from the safety of my palace walls. Exhausted and out of options, my only choice is to flee.

Afflicted by a mysterious and terrible illness that's haunted me since childhood, I’ve resigned myself to living life as a burden to my family. Until a fae knight comes to my village and tells me that everything I know is a lie. It seems impossible, but he swears that I’m a fae queen, raised in the mortal realm for my own safety. And the time has come for me to return home to Faerie and rule.

Vice College for Young Demons; It’s beautiful, elitist, and filled to the brim with other demons Lilith’s age. All of them are stuck there waiting for the ten seconds of agony, called the Showing, that will sort them into one of the seven castes. And they’re all praying that they aren’t one of the unlucky few destined to be one of the powerless Unshown.

For centuries, the Eagle of Galmere has been butchering the other races to create the Mortal Cure, an elixir that gives her the illusion of immortality. The human queen’s obsession with living forever has crippled empires, maimed countless innocents, and enslaved hundreds more—including my men.

My name is Nilsa. I am the Shadow of the Moon. Born to end the life of the Eagle of Galmere. And I have failed. Ever since I left my pirates, things have gone from bad to worse. Now, stuck in the darkest part of the Claw—the mine that serves as a prison for supernaturals and humans alike—there's no way to return the sea and the men I've slowly begun to trust. Instead I'm forced down into the depths of the earth, where ancient things lurk in dark, forgotten places. The key to my freedom is in dubious alliances with dangerous creatures.

My name is Nilsa. I am the Shadow of the Moon. A lunar witch. A divine assassin. And they will tell you that I am a traitor. Framed for the murder of my own high priestess and with nowhere else to go, I'm forced to seek refuge amongst pirates. This mismatched crew of immortal males thinks I'm a solar witch; a harmless, goody-two-shoes, celibate priestess of life.