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Lillith has always possessed the ability to feel the grief of the people around her. But now she can harness it and put it to use as well. That said, her recent exploits have labeled her a monster and a villain, specifically "the Mage of Mourning." This title is a nod to both the carnage she leaves in her wake and the tools she implements in the process. But Lillith doesn't need a good reputation. She doesn't even need this life. And she certainly doesn't need to keep her hands free of blood.

It all started when I was six years old. I was homeless. They were held prisoner. I saved them. Even though it put me in the system. They believed we built an unbreakable bond forged by trauma. These beautiful, damaged boys saw me differently than the rest of the world. As much as I wished I could feel the same. I couldn't. These boys—men—had too much anger. Too much hate.

Jay Crownover presents Book 2 in the Monsters Duet.

I was almost killed by a delusional murderer five months ago. Since then, the recurring nightmares, creepy hallucinations, and overpowering fear are gone. That's good, right? I mean, no one in their right minds wants to feel like that. I am starting to wonder if I'm in my right mind anymore. When a lady in my neighborhood died, I couldn't help but stick my nose in, to see what happened. I should just get on with things—I've got some new friends, and a cool boy named Chris has taken an interest in me. Everyone is telling me to just leave this weird murder alone.

I couldn't possibly have been more wrong the night I'd tackled Hunter Moore to the ground in the middle of the night. To be fair, the street was pitch-black, the wheel to my suitcase had popped off, and I found myself face to face with a stranger charging at me. My instincts had kicked in, and instead, I'd landed him straight on his back with my knee pressed to his chest. Turns out, the stranger I'd tackled to the ground was my brother's roommate...which meant he was also mine.

I never wanted to move to Narrowdale. And doing so at the beginning of my freshman year of high school? Ugh, this is going to be the worst year ever. But it turns out that getting used to a new school is the least of my problems. There's creepy whistling outside my window every night. I'm having the same spine-chilling nightmares over and over again. Sleep deprived, I begin to listen to vague and cryptic warnings of a scary homeless guy. Is something haunting me?

Being a small dungeon on the outskirts of town in the backwaters of an unimportant kingdom isn't easy, but Kelsey's done her best to level up and become the best dungeon she can be: Digging a hole of ever-increasing depth and complexity. Creating an undead atmosphere that would make a necromancer proud. Spawning monsters and treasure. Killing adventurers. But lately, things have gotten a bit stale.

Gargoyle security guard Grayson Lightfoot never celebrates Christmas. It brings back too many bad memories. Besides he's got a job to do—watching over Motham City 24/7 from his rooftop. Maisie doesn't celebrate Christmas either. Orphaned at an early age, she's a sensible human with a mission—to earn enough money to open up a drop-in center for street kids in Motham. So naturally she jumps at a lucrative holiday contract to work as a housekeeper for Grayson.

A half-Monster/half-Player glitch in a System in which Monsters and Players are meant to fight to the death, Sally has just woken from a coma in the Wastelands after defeating the Architect who created it all. She's now liberated two areas of the game world from the soulless, zombie-creating System, allowing Unique Monsters to live in peace. With her sidekicks—Humphrey the glitched skull/Druid; Theo the rebellious vampire/Death Knight; Norah the mummy; and Lucius the emoji-speaking demon—at her side, Sally's working to complete Keystone Quests and climb to Level Twenty.

Tour guide Ivy has always secretly fantasized about minotaurs. So when a Beast Hunters tour to Motham City goes horribly wrong, she's thrilled to be rescued by wickedly handsome minotaur, Bryn. Until she finds out that he runs a male escort agency with the sole purpose of pleasuring humans. And Ivy just isn't that sort of girl . . . Bryn isn't looking for love. He sells it. Besides he's too busy caring for his disabled mom and four brothers and sisters to have time for romance.

Our enemy almost trapped us. We were lucky to get away, and now it’s our turn to lay a trap for them. The truth about the graynites isn't the story we were told. And now, if we’re to survive, we must weave a story of our own. Lies and subterfuge will be our weapons, so ensuring we have the right allies is paramount. Only a select few can be trusted with the truth. The road ahead is shrouded with uncertainty. The only thing we can be sure of is the present, and I’m determined to spend that time with my mate. But how can I bask in joy when my happiness breaks another goyle’s heart?

Tallulah is confident, happy, and looking for love. At least, on the outside. Evrin is kind, thoughtful, and has plenty of love to give. At least, on the inside.

Rich. Spoiled. Cocky. Playboy. Dylan Masters is the worst. Our only date ended with me doing the walk of shame with his taste still lingering on my tongue. I never expected to see him again . . . nor did I want to. But when he walks into my restaurant the next morning, I have no choice but to serve him lunch with a smile. Turns out, Dylan isn't just a date gone wrong—he's the governor's son. He's as callous as he is gorgeous. A golden boy set up for a charmed life, and I'm nothing more than "the help."

In the blink of an eye, Mallory Thorne's world fell apart. She was fired from her job, found her boyfriend in bed with their neighbor, and a phone call from her estranged sister came next, telling her that their grandmother had been murdered.

Having just dealt with the pesky Dragon of Frost, Arc declares herself the new ruler of the dragons to snuff all her problems at the core and seek the entrance to the Forgotten Places, the place where the corruption resides, all to grow stronger.

Darkness and bitterness have become my constant companions. Even though I'm angry, what else can I do but watch from the darkest corners of Screaming Woods while everyone goes on? I'm not expecting a light to appear. Caroline isn't all monster, but, as a child of our resident wolfman and his mate, she's not all human either. As much as I want to give into the pull to her, I've spent far too long existing within the shadows.

Claire and her team are pushed to the edge in the vampire cities' shadowed alleys. Danger lurks, and a conspiracy dark as the night aims to erase their existence. Secrets unveil, allegiances shift, and the line between ally and adversary blurs. With multiple races' fate hanging in the balance, Claire strives to forge unity out of chaos.

After dropping out of med school, Lucy Sullivan thought her skill with a scalpel would only be useful for her hobbyist taxidermy. Life takes another unexpected turn when she becomes the doctor for a most unusual patient: one who's already dead. Or undead, rather. Subject X-14, The Revenant—aka Victor—may be a collection of stitched-together corpses with a hunger for human flesh, yet Lucy soon finds herself grappling with an unexpected fondness for her patient. Despite her general fear of getting close to people, she wants to make him happy just as badly as she wants to cut him open.

The devastating attack on the cadets has the academy in lockdown, and with betrayal coming from within our ranks, my circle of trust grows smaller. The only panacea to my grief is the promise of vengeance against the graynite alpha. I’ll need to pass the elite trial and obtain the power needed to take him down. But the path to justice is never smooth, and as more secrets and lies are revealed, I’m forced to realise that everything is about to change.

The strangest thing about Annie's new reality isn't that she's now in the body of a seven-year-old child, the beloved Lillith, feared dead by her family after a particularly nasty bout of pneumonia. It's that she's constantly having to conceal her adult intellect, which is not only advanced but otherworldly. Sure, being a young woman and a grad student in twenty-first-century America had its challenges, but this life as Lillith presents even tougher obstacles. She must tread carefully to conceal her vast knowledge of biology, math, physics, and . . . being an adult.