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Who died and made me queen? Technically nobody, but my mom and sister did take an impromptu trip to the underworld, forcing me into the role of high priestess of the Salem coven. And I am so not cut out for the job. As if that's not enough responsibility for one witch to handle, I still have to summon a ticked off demon prince, convince him to help us break the family curse, and battle the beasties slipping through the rifts in the thinning veil… while hiding the fact that we're the ones who caused the rifts in the first place. Holy Hecate. Fighting monsters I can handle. Leading a coven?

I'm the only one standing between her and those who want her dead. She sees a monster when she looks at me—blood-stained hands, a heart blackened by violence. What she doesn't see is that those same hands are the only thing keeping her alive. She runs from me, again and again. But every escape only drags her closer to the enemies hunting us both. She burns with hatred for the cage I've built around her… And yet, there's heat beneath the fury. A hunger neither of us can outrun.

People love to claim they're descendants of the witches they couldn't burn. We actually are. Our ancestors literally could not be set on fire. Neither can we. My sisters and I are elemental witches, and fire is ours to command. The veil between worlds is thin in Salem, and we belong to the order of witches duty-bound to keep the monsters at bay. But we've got two problems. One: Our bloodline is cursed. One of us is meant to destroy every witch in our coven. Two: I've accidentally possessed myself with a demon.

I've got a secret and I haven't told a soul: I'm pregnant to my deadbeat ex-husband and thousands of dollars in debt. So when the chance comes up to become an escort with Monstrous Deals, I jump at it. After all, it sounds like my dream job. I wear pretty lingerie, I flirt and serve drinks, and the perks are I can play with a whole herd of unicorns if I want to? Sign me up! I'm in my ho era, OK. Gotta have fun while I can. Only one of the herd won't stop watching me.

Would you make a deal to dominate the werewolf at full moon? Maurice is a lone wolf. Rejected, half-feral at full moon. Unable to control himself when he goes into heat. That's not what scares me. Even as a beast, he's a very good boy. All that need gets channeled into pleasing me. You see, we've met before: one night a year ago when I ran from the way he looked at me as if I was his whole world. As if he was mine. He can't be mine. Because if he was, he'd be in danger too.

When an ancient healing ritual goes nuclear and vampires start short-circuiting, the supernatural world begins unraveling faster than you can say “apocalypse now.” Aviva isn’t just investigating a disaster—she’s living in the blast zone. Meantime, with demon magic threatening her boyfriend’s life, Aviva makes a desperate choice: she forges a blood bond with him. But their new connection complicates everything. Now tethered to each other and racing against time, they must find a way to contain the chaos unleashed by the ritual—assuming their bond doesn't destroy them first.

We found his brother, but then we lost him again. There's a traitor in our midst who's thwarting us at every turn, and if we can't summon the next demon, the entire town…heck, maybe the world…will be in peril.

The demon is out of my head, but my problems are only beginning. The veil between worlds is ripping open, and all kinds of nastiness is getting through. Normally, I'd say no problem. It's our job to keep Salem safe. But I just found out there's a curse on my coven, and the demon I exorcised is the only one who can save us. Well, he and his two brothers, whom we also have to summon. Yay. As if handling one Prince of Hell isn't enough of a hassle. But if we can't find them, I'm doomed to murder my entire coven.

Verity’s family tree has deep roots… and deadly secrets. Some families pass down antiques or china. Verity’s family? They can’t seem to pass up a good mystery. So when Verity’s dearly departed grandmother drops by unexpectedly, Verity is overjoyed—until she learns Grandma Didi is back with a chilling request tied to a cherished family heirloom.

What doesn’t kill you...seriously messes with your love life. Nava is happily settling into her new relationship and life is all giddy joy and stolen kisses. Except when it’s assassins. Talk about a mood killer. She and Rohan are tracking the unlikely partnership between the Brotherhood and a witch who can bind demons, but every new piece of the puzzle is leaving them with more questions than answers.

Within an hour of Bora's arrival in Arahasnor, she runs into her toxic ex-boyfriend, offends a malicious noblewoman, and narrowly escapes from the city guards. Never the type for adventures—unlike her sister, Holy Maiden Ysabel, who left the family farm and scandalously eloped with Dark Lord Kaine—Bora intends to quickly return home and settle back into her usual role as the plain, boring sister. That is, until there's a freak magical accident.

Nava is hot on the heels of a demonic serial killer and finally working with her brother. The assignment should be a dream come true, not a nightmarish power struggle made worse by her twin's refusal to believe there's corruption within the Brotherhood.

Diamonds are a girl's best friend, or that's what they say. That's why I love my job as an escort with Monstrous Deals. When the billionaire property mogul who's just opened a new casino in Heartstone tracks me down and demands to be my next client, I'm thrilled. He is far more handsome than my regular clients and dangerously charming. The catch: Erserro is an ancient, deadly basilisk who can kill with a single look.

They call me the Ink Master. Sounds badass, right? I come from a long line of monster hunters, so why not? Don't get too excited. It's just a fancy word for librarian. In reality, I'm the most inept witch who ever had the nerve to call Salem her home. And I've just possessed myself with a demon. Yep, I accidentally invited him in, trapped him in my head, and I don't know how to get him out. And let me tell you, he is pissed. He's not just any demon either. When I flub, it has to be epic, so I summoned Chaos himself. As if I'm not enough of a hot mess on my own.

I'm not a dominatrix. I'm just a single mom struggling to pay the bills and raise my two kids. But when my sister, Kalli signs up as an escort for a demon and ends up with a billionaire demon boyfriend, I can't help wondering if I should re-think my work situation. I'm not looking for a boyfriend, but if the huge, handsome, rich minotaur wants to pay to get on his knees for me, I'd have to be stupid to turn that down, right?

Earthbound angel Destiny Monroe has eight weeks to perform a miracle or she'll lose her wings and her immortality. That should be no big deal. She is an angel, after all. The problem? It takes months and cutting through miles of red tape to get a miracle approved by the higher-ups. More months than Destiny has left.

Ava and Claire have moved on from the traumatic events of 1934—while Ava has decided at last to marry patient Max Byrne and allow love back into her life, Claire and her husband have gone to France to repair their relationship. Harry encounters an old friend in Paris and offers to assist two Jewish refugees trying to flee a continent on the verge of war.

Recently widowed Ava has moved to Philadelphia, determined to start over. With her children and blossoming career as a dressmaker taking up all her time, she's not ready for charming, persistent Max Byrne. But he shows up at every turn, making it impossible for Ava to ignore him—and worse yet, she's not sure she wants to. Claire is torn between pride in her sister's self-reliance and finding a way to pay back the debt she owes her. When an unexpected meeting in Washington DC gives Claire the chance to make change on an even larger scale, she jumps at the opportunity.

With tensions between the magic and non-magic communities already at a breaking point, Aviva goes undercover on a high-profile murder case that could shatter the city’s fragile peace. As if that weren’t enough pressure, she uncovers a deadly connection to demons—and her own past. But why have one code red crisis when you could have two? Enter the Shepherd: a shadowy figure convinced a vampire breeding ritual is a good idea. Spoiler alert: it’s not. And forget juggling stolen moments with Ezra between supernatural smackdowns.

Trolls belong lurking under bridges, not in the arms of beautiful human women. That's what Hisondine tells me. He's not fooling me, though. I see the way he looks at me. I know the way he touches me. He's huge and muscled and hard as stone. But that's not the only thing about him that makes me feel safe. He treats me like I'm precious. I've been a companion to plenty of monsters, but I've never met one who makes me feel special the way he does.