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Word of my ability to bring back the dead spreads like wildfire, putting me at the top of the Underworld’s most wanted list. Consequently, I find myself at the center of a custody battle between a villainous witch, a dangerous but oh-so-sexy vampire named Sinjin, and my warlock boss, Rand.

My life isn't so bad. True, I don't have a love life to speak of, but I do have a cute house in the suburbs of Los Angeles, a cat, and a quirky best friend. Enter Rand Balfour, a sinfully attractive warlock who insists I'm a witch and who just might turn my life upside down. Rand hires me to help him solve a mystery regarding the death of his client, who also happens to be a ghost. Along the way, I not only uncover the cause of the ghost’s demise, but in the process, I actually bring the ghost back to life....

After defending myself against fairy magic, I wake to find my whole world turned upside down—the Underworld creatures are on the precipice of war. Yep, the Underworld is polarized in a battle of witch against witch, creature against creature. And the battle is led by the villainous Bella, who would be queen. While I have one goal in mind, to stake the vampire, Ryder, who nearly killed me, I also must choose between the affections of my warlock employer, Rand, and the mysteriously sexy vampire Sinjin Sinclair. Easier said than done.

Trying to choose between two incredible men is in a word: tough. Throw in the fact that the Underworld is in a state of uproar and I don’t have the time to pay attention to my personal life. And as if that weren’t enough to ruin a girl’s day, everything I know will be turned inside out when I'm thrust into the shock of a lifetime.

My name is Briar, otherwise known as Sleeping Beauty. When I wake from a kiss, the prince isn’t the man I expect. Instead of a knight in shining armor, Prince Payne is a cursed vampire responsible for killing my entire family!

My name is Aria, otherwise known as the Little Mermaid. After finding a human adrift after a vicious battle with a Kraken, I breach my banishment to save the brave pirate, Captain Hook. Though I know I have no business involving myself in human affairs, I can’t help my attraction to the roguishly handsome pirate.

After agreeing to let the spirit of Drake Montague inhabit my body (probably not one of my better ideas), I soon discover the twentieth-century French policeman may be dead, but his lothario longings sure aren't. Now I have to find a way to explain to my sweet, sexy, and very alive boyfriend, Ryan Kelly, that a spirit has taken up residence in my head, whispering French words of affection day and night. And, ahem, French is a pretty . . . sexy language.

My name is Ember, better known as Cinderella. I rely on two things in my life: cleanliness and order. Owing to a traumatic childhood, I’ve got OCD and I cling to control, doing my best to avoid people and men, in particular. The only thing I care about is my job—and deciphering the maps I’m paid to interpret. When a handsome stranger named Aimes Padmoore comes to my cartography office in Sweetland, claiming he needs my help decoding a map that belonged to the Blue Faerie, I want nothing more than to assist him and send him on his way.

My name is Belle. After Kronos takes control of Delerood, my soldiers and I are forced to retreat. Realizing the blow is a big one, I also realize the only way back into Delerood and through Kronos’ time-loop, which keeps outsiders out, is by returning to Castle Chimera. There, I’ll need to appeal to the three monsters who live there, monsters known as Alder, Horatius, and Beacon.

It’s 1930, I’m 19-years-old, and I have high hopes of joining the circus with my best friend, Amelia. But when I find myself alone at the train station with no sign of Amelia, I have no choice but to find my own way to the Cirque du Noir, all the while figuring Amelia must have already arrived.

My name is Neva, or "Snow White", as patrons of the Wicked Lyre tavern know me. There, I dance for the wealthy and lecherous. Void of my memories, my life before the age of 12 is a mystery I don’t have time to solve, chained as I am to my cruel master. Enter Herrick Vorst.

When I’m taken prisoner to be thrust into a lifetime of prostitution, I learn I’m an angel. Yet, I bear the markings on my back that reveal my wings have been removed. When my only ally, a foul-mouthed sprite, insists my wings are intact, I realize the danger I’m facing. I need protection. And that protection can only come from five magically powerful men who were destined to protect the balance between shadow and light: Dragan, a gargoyle and the King of Shadow; Cambion, an elf and the King of Nature; and Baron, a vampire and the King of Death.

My name is Bowie, better known as Little Bo Peep.I’m a shepherdess—someone who leads the dead to the world beyond this one. When I find a lost soldier, Sinbad, roaming among the Mallow Fields—the place where spirits are drawn so I can escort them to the ever after--I’m not sure why I feel so attracted to him. Maybe it’s owing to this attraction that I allow Sinbad to enthrall me with stories about his life at sea. Before I know what’s happened, Sinbad is tethered to me, which means he’s able to leave the Mallow Fields.

My name is Princess Carmine, a.k.a. Rose Red. When I learn my longtime protector, Huntsman Draven, has been taken prisoner by my evil uncle, I’m beyond upset. Not to mention the fact that I’ve loved Draven for as long as I can remember. Promised to marry another, I attempt to escape a loveless marriage. But, in the process, I find myself in a precarious situation when my would-be husband decides to take matters into his own hands….

In an attempt to cleanse whatever entity Trina and I let into my house after our bout with a Ouija board, things have only gotten worse. When the entity begins to sap Drake's strength, I realize I have to do something and that something needs to be done now . . . While Drake does definitely drive me crazy with his pretentious airs, his womanizing ways and his jealousy, the idea of coming home to an empty house leaves me feeling . . . well, empty. Yes, it's true—I'm pretty fond of my ghostly Casanova.

I’m so excited to be headed to the Academy of Enchantment, where I’ll be a transfer student for the following year. Except, I'll never make it. When a shadow demon boards my train, I’m overcome by his power, and I blackout. And when I wake up? I’m in a place called Dread. And yes, Dread is as wonderful as the name implies.

My third mission into the depths of the Underground City finds me battling its demonic residents in the Toy Store, level four of the hellish afterlife. Although my guardian angel, Bill, is by my side every step of the way, Bill isn’t much of a consolation when it comes to fighting things that go bump in the night. Instead, I’d much prefer to rely on the brawn and brains of the two thousand year old Celtic warrior, Tallis Black.

I'm attending the highly prestigious Elmington Academy—a school of magic. But unlike my witch mother and warlock father, I'm anything but magical, and my time at Elmington is a struggle. Until I meet Stone Draper. Stone is probably the sexiest guy I've ever seen, even though he might also be the cockiest. And if there's one thing I hate in a man, it's overblown confidence. So why can't I stop thinking about him? And why does he keep singling me out? And the way he looks at me...

Fairy and law enforcement agent Dulcie O'Neil is in trouble. And so is her friend and master vampire, Bram. Finding themselves on the wrong side where illegal potions importer Jax Rochefort is concerned, now their only focus is finding a way to stay alive. Any way she looks at it, Dulcie is in a bad way. It might just take the perseverance and determination of a certain hunky Loki named Knight to rectify the situation. But even Knight doesn't know what he's up against...

Looking for a fresh start, I just became the proud owner of a piece of New Orleans history: an Antebellum-era two-story house in the Garden District. It's going to take time and a fat wallet to restore the fixer-upper to its former glory, but after my recent divorce, I could use the distraction. And a stiff drink, but that's another story . . . It's not long before I discover I've moved into the haunted house of the flirtatious and very much dead, Drake Montague. Now I'm receiving kisses from unseen lips and caresses from ghostly hands.