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Hatred. Ownership. The brutal alien warrior triad saved my life... And by their ancient laws, I am theirs. Until my friend trades her life for mine. We were abandoned to die when the monsters invaded. We were saved by the cruel titans of Aurelians who don the black robes of Obsidian, pledging fealty to endless war. Seven foot tall, marble skinned beasts obsessed with finding their Fated Mate.

I was on the blind date from hell, until a mafia boss stepped in and saved me. I had no idea he was a mafia boss. Andre was tall, mysterious and sexy. We had an instant connection. He invited me back to his place. I said yes, even though one-night stands aren’t usually my thing. When I overheard something I shouldn’t have, I did the only thing I could; I ran.

With dragon eggs stolen and a murderer on the loose only days before the Broom Racing Festival, Elsie has once again found herself in the hot seat. She’s vowed to get the eggs back–even if she has to team up with her biggest (and most baldheaded) enemy to do it. It should be a straightforward case… until a journalist is found dead at the local inn.

Mortals fall, Ascended rise, and Gods consume. The planar energy crisis is now fact; proof written into the very air of the Nexusplane. For the first time in immeasurable history, the eternally luminescent Realm of the Gods knows night. Everything has changed…The Council continues to operate as it doesn’t; with seemingly no consideration to those outside itself. Within its labyrinth of bureaucracy, officials and agents play their petty games. Not even they can tell if their actions bear any relevance to the imminent threat.

I dreamt of being saved by noble Aurelian warriors. Instead, I was abducted by savages. They come through the portal in a fury of blood and violence, destroying my captors without mercy. They will have none for me, either. Aurelians demand total obedience. The brands mark my rescuers as Fanatics who serve the Old Ways. And when they find their Mate, they possess her body and soul. I’ve traded one captivity for another, pulled from serving a cruel lord to living in a mansion on a planet ruled by warriors, priests, and a vengeful alien War-God.

For Elsie Thorn, the only magic in her life is somehow being able to make the rent every month. Until a mysterious woman makes her an offer too good to be true. Did she read the contract? No. Who really reads through the pages of terms and conditions? It's not like she's going to get whisked to a fairytale town with cobblestone streets, castles and a dragon hatchery with the hunkiest mountain man caretaker she’s ever laid eyes on... right? Oops.