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I had my chance to run from these brutal boys, and I didn’t take it. The bonds between us are too strong now. Bonds of blood, oaths, betrayal, and vengeance. And I intend to make good on all of them. I’ve made my list. And I won’t stop until each and every one of their crimes has been paid for.

As the daughter of Dracula, you would think I’d be born the perfect monster. You couldn’t be more wrong. As far as monsters go, I’m a screw up—if I’m not tripping over my own feet, I’m accidentally murdering someone (it’s a real issue, guys). Left with no choice, Dad decides to send me to Prodigium—otherwise known as Monster Academy—to train me on how to be a better monster. When bodies turn up on campus, I’m the prime suspect (not that I can blame them).

Once upon a time I met four monsters and thought the world would come to an end at their hands. But I was a fool. Because I didn’t understand the bigger picture. That the enemies I thought I knew would become the reason for my entire existence. My strength. My pain. My life. My love. The big bad wolf has teeth and claws as sharp as iron, and the danger before my eyes is blinding. So blinding that I didn’t see the true danger lurking in the dark. But now my eyes are wide open and I see it all.

I’m a kraken, but that’s a secret between you and me, okay? Don’t go betraying me or I might blame you for slaying me. Well, you and whichever trophy hunter thinks they can take me down. I’m just on land to graduate from Slaymore Academy with honors—how hard can it be? Turns out…really, really hard. Wink wink.

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.

Until a klutzy phoenix flipped the laws of life and death on their head. As the Queen of the Phoenix Afterlife, I was responsible for finding a way to fix the chaos the delightfully rebellious firebird had created between the world of the living and the… well, dead. Working together, we found a way to send her back through the veil between our realms. Unfortunately, things went haywire as Ryls and her mate went through, and I ended up landing in the Earth realm too. Now I’m in a world I was never meant to exist in, and I’m afraid something else slipped through with us…

I just want a quiet life on a beach with my mates to keep me busy. Is that too much to ask? Clearly, the answer to that question is yes. Maybe it was payback for the whole punching death in the face thing. Whatever the reason, Fate enjoyed creating chaos in my life.

Welcome to Fate Hollow Academy, where supernaturals blessed by the Fates cultivate their manifested powers and master ancient magic. Fate Hollow is the academy of the elite, where supernatural beings with special magic train for war against humans. A big-hearted, naïve arctic fox shifter like me couldn’t have prepared for the treachery lurking within the walls of the academy. Students were going missing or turning up dead on campus and rumors circulated about humans infiltrating academy grounds.

Gargoyles aren’t supposed to have pesky things like emotions. If I don’t get mine under control, I’ll be forced to spend the next hundred years stoned—and not in the way you are thinking! I’ve spent my life being told I’m a failure, thanks to my inability to become the emotionless, logic-driven gargoyle I’m supposed to be. The fix, according to my parents, is sending me to Slaymore Academy instead of a gargoyle college. That way, I can get my degree without drawing too much attention from the Gargoyle Council until I’ve conquered my emotions and can stand before them as a proper gargoyle.

It’s not just the Palace that’s haunted by evil men; it’s the very soil the structure is built on. I’ll soon come to find the traumatic bonds that link my Princes to one another are more than mere shackles. If I want the Monarchs to succeed, if I want this baby to have a chance, if I want to survive...I have no choice but to break the ties of the Ashby brothers the same way I destroy the Palace. Brick by brick.

Forsyth’s Purple Palace is more than the home of the King and Princes of East End. It’s a place known for elegant parties, deep tradition, loyalty, and family. But most of all, creation. Rub away the gold and it’s nothing but a tarnished house of horrors built on the souls of its victims-and I refuse to allow my son to be next. My Princes, Whitaker, Pace, and Lex, are good at many things, but knowing how to be a parent isn’t one of them. What they do know is how to create, how to protect, and how to draw secrets out of terrible men.

This Omega doesn’t do drama, drugs, or hockey players. The first two for obvious reasons. The last because I don’t shit where I eat. As the daughter of the Phoenix Heat’s owner, I know better than to dip my toes into that particular pool. The league is way too small a world, and I am a drama-free zone. When my daddy strongly suggests (read: insists) I come home for a visit, how can I say no? But without my besties by my side, there’s no one to stop me from making an epicly stupid decision when I discover the Heat’s captain in a compromising position.

I always thought I’d die crushed under the weight of my TBR pile, but my death was a plot twist I didn’t see coming. Save your sympathy! Now that I’m dead, I’m living my best freaking life. I’m free to read books for hours on end without worrying about food, rent, or, well, any interruptions. I might finally be able to get through my TBR list… maybe. The only one who can see me in my ghostly form is Wasabi, an adorable rat that lives in the library archives.

After Dad cut me off, it was time to start over, far away from my past. New city. New university. New life. A whole new me. Too bad they seem hellbent on ruining my plans. The Kings of Kilborn have set their sights on me, threatening to ruin everything I've built for myself. Kaleb is the broken prince, drowning himself in booze and women to fill the dark void within. Hardin is his quietly menacing older brother, with an intense stare that follows me wherever I go. Despised. Desired. Stalked. I try to hate them, but their unyielding attention and rough touches make me feel so alive.

I ain’t no buckle bunny. Sugar, I’m the one looking for a buckle bronco. Welcome to Darling, where the cowboys are hotter than blazes and one-night stands have a way of catching up to you. I’m JJ Wilde, Queen of the Rodeo. Or at least I was, once upon a time. Then life happened. In a crowded bar, drunkenly rushing into heat, I saw him—tall, dark, and Alpha. One night—that’s all I asked for. Now, here I am, four years later, a single mom, being courted by a wealthy older pack, putting in the work to make it back to the top, and somehow still pinin’ for the one that got away.

Humans and dragons alike had declared war in Kalista. Every supernatural must stand and fight, but would it be unified or did the dragon cult hold their allegiance? Humans have been experimenting on their own, creating something more mechanical than human. Dragons have been making alliances with other supernaturals under the guise of fighting our mutual enemy, but their agenda was darker than that. All I wanted was to hide away with my mates, wrapped in the love we shared. It was a fantasy I desperately yearned for, but with every turn, a new enemy revealed themself.

One day, Kodi Roscoe was living with the man she thought would be her husband. The next she was single, living on her bestfriends couch working as a barista, and making friends with a toddler on the ice cream aisle. That is until she sees an ad for a high profile client in need of a nanny. Maverick Hart, center for the Tampa Bay Manta Rays, didn’t want to hire a nanny but being a single dad with the start of the season coming up and losing his daughter in the ice cream aisle forces him to reconsider.

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.

From the moment I scent her, I have to have her underneath me. The human female spins and runs straight into my chest. “Oh!” she says but then she stops, frozen as she stares up at me. “Hi.” I, too, am stopped in place. This female is nothing like the others I have seen. She is petite, with long flowing black hair. Her features are as foreign to me as any humans, but for some reason I find her face pleasing. Before I can think better of it, my tongue sneaks out over my lips to scent my surroundings.

The Roaring is fast approaching, and I’m determined to prove that I have what it takes. The Roaring is a competition that embodies both physical strength and mental intelligence—both of which I lack. Three games. Over one hundred competitors. One winner. Time to play with the monsters.