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Never Trust a Fae is a dark romantasy featuring a strong heroine and her slow-burn enemies-to-lovers relationship with four anti-heroes. This omnibus includes all five books in the complete Hell Fae series.

I'm Ayla Night, a regular girl with some seriously bad luck. When I receive a summons to the elite Dark Arts Academy, I know it has to be a mistake. I'm a human. A nobody. And yet...I have no soul.

Ten years ago, the world changed. The System brought dungeons and monsters to earth. Billions were lost. While most try to rebuild, Claire chooses to take revenge on the people who took advantage of orphans in the chaos—100 names, 100 targets. In this often brutal story about a world in chaos, Claire will kill every target on her list. No matter what it takes.

I was born with the gift of sight—I can see the future. But I never saw this coming. Dragged to Fortune Fae Academy, I’m thrown into a world of dangerous magic, ruthless rivals, and mysterious protectors who circle closer with every secret I uncover. They believe I’m strong enough to survive... and maybe they’re right.

Luzifer ist hier. Und er ist stinksauer. Luzifer ist ganze fünf Tage zu früh auf der Akademie der Unterwelt aufgetaucht. Natürlich hatte Cole hinsichtlich seines Zeitplans gelogen. Was jedoch nicht gelogen war, ist, dass er eine Geheimwaffe hat – und was sie beinhaltet, hat keiner von uns sehen kommen. Olivia ist meine beste Freundin und ihre Vergangenheit beinahe so düster wie meine. Ein Wettlauf gegen die Zeit beginnt.

Teleported somewhere against her will—twice—Claire must come to terms with the escalating challenges of a City grappling with the System and the advantages/disadvantages that can provide. Facing a new cast she is wary to trust, new abilities with no time to test them, and an ever-growing sense that the System's influence is getting too strong, Claire must tackle more than just her inner demons if she hopes to have any chance against the rest of her Targets.

Ich habe meine fünf Beschützer gefunden. Das Problem ist, dass sie nicht gefunden werden wollten. Meinen fünf Beschützern gehört eine Lektion erteilt – selbst Kaito, mein Mentor, der glaubt, alles zu wissen. Das Blatt hat sich gewendet. In der Akademie des Schicksals läuft ein Monster frei herum (jepp, das erwähnte Monster bin ich). Die Übernatürlichen bereiten sich auf die große Prüfung vor. Das Examen testet unsere Seelenstärke und unsere Kräfte, wie nichts anderes je zuvor.

See this tattoo across my stomach? Yeah, the one with seven crazy runes. Ignore the pink one, that's Sarah. I love her, but she's not one of my four. That was a hard lesson to learn. I've met rune #1, and he wasn't at all what I'd expected. It wasn't love at first sight. Maybe hate at first sight. Pretty sure he hates my guts. But that's okay, maybe rune #2 will bring him around. This end of the world stuff is just getting started, and I have a feeling one of my very own sins is the one stirring the pot. The Incubus King, what sin might he be? Lust...my favorite one.

“Mate me or die. Your choice.” The words weren’t meant for me, but I felt them resonating in my very soul. What would I choose? Death. Of course, I would just burn to ash and wake up again with the same damn problem swirling around in my heart and mind. My inner beast thinks it has imprinted on a Halfling Hell Fae. Without my permission.

My one piece of advice: Never kiss a stranger. See, I kind of kissed this sexy man at the bar on a dare once, and it turns out he’s a Royal Fae destined to be my mate. Now I’ve been dragged to the Elemental Fae Academy to control the powers I unlocked that night.

“Why am I naked and tied to a chair?” Because you’re in Hell, little rebel. My hell. Camillia De la Croix isn’t human. She’s a Halfling Hell Fae with a fiery spirit and a will that refuses to break. The rebellious beauty escaped my dungeon. Fled Hell. Then f--ked off to Fae only knows where. Now I’m paying the price of her little jaunt around the fae realms. Because her antics earned us both the wrath of the Hell Fae King. He blames me for allowing her to escape.

My parents made a deal with the devil, and now I’m a Hell Fae captive. Enslaved. Owned. Thrown to the Hellhounds and expected to survive. Because only survivors earn their mates. It doesn’t matter that I don’t want to be a bride. I’m a Halfling. Part Hell Fae and part girl-who-doesn’t-give-a-shit. But because of a bargain, he owns me. Lucifer. The Hell Fae King who created this godforsaken realm. Also known as the orchestrator of these deadly bride-trial games.

Zwei Drachen. Zwei Reiche. Eine Entscheidung, die alles zerstören kann. In einer Welt, zerrissen von Hass und uralter Magie, lebt Sakana ein unscheinbares Leben–bis das Schicksal sie auswählt. Als Trägerin der Yin-Yang-Kette ist sie die Einzige, die das Gleichgewicht zwischen Licht und Finsternis bewahren kann. Doch dieses Gleichgewicht fordert einen Preis. Hin-und hergerissen zwischen zwei Männern steht Sakana vor einem Kampf, der nicht nur ihre Welt, sondern auch sie selbst zerreißt: Turock, der loyale Jäger–ein Versprechen von Heimat und Sicherheit.

Three sexy vampires haunt my dreams, and they love to make me scream. For all the right reasons. A dark TikTok-viral vampire romance with heart-pumping spice and suspense like you've never read before! The nightmares started on Monsters Night. I figured my overactive libido was just tripping out because of all the monsters on the news. Some portal opened up, and they were terrorizing humans in particular. But seriously, who hasn’t thought about that monster under the bed in a sensual light?

Eine Göttin muss verehrt werden. Meine Engels-Zwillinge sind da ganz anders. Sie vergöttern mich und beschützen mich auf geradezu psychotische Art und Weise, vor allem, als Cole seinem Gefängnis entflieht und meint, dass meine zwei neuen Gefährten meiner nicht würdig sind. Es liegt an mir, die in mir schlummernden Engelskräfte Schritt für Schritt zu erwecken, bevor Luzifer zurückkehrt und mir meine Krone zu entreißen versucht.

The last thing I remember is arriving at the massive gates with a Bounty Hunter staring me down. I have a feeling he was supposed to take me to the monster holding arena to fight. Instead, I’m Fortune Academy’s newest student. I can relate to the monsters in ways the other students can’t. My mentor, who is way too hot for his own good, tells me my behavior is the result of my memory loss and that I’m just trying to identify with a past pain that I’ve buried too far to feel.

“Touch her and die.” That’s the last thing Rowan said in my defense before I left. Before I gave myself to Seif and Axel. There’s a reason a Fortune Fae is only supposed to have one dominating male in her mate-circle. Taking two changed me in unexpected ways. I can’t stop thinking about them. I can’t stop desiring them. To the expense of everything and everyone else, including my beloved Rowan and Zeke. Now I worry that they won’t want me. I fear that I’ve ruined everything. The future. My destiny. My heart.

The movie showed you the madness. This book reveals the magic. Catherine Earnshaw has a secret. The moors of Wuthering Heights aren’t just windswept hills; they are a prison for ancient spirits, and she is their warden. To save her world, she married the human Edgar Linton, locking away her...

Willkommen auf der Akademie der Unterwelt, einem Ort, an dem Übernatürliche sich wie zu Hause fühlen können. Ich bin ein Tribrid mit Sukkubus-, Dämonenbrut- und Engelanteilen. Die Akademie des Schicksals hat sich mit der Akademie der Monster verbunden und in die Akademie der Unterwelt verwandelt. Wir stellen eine Armee zusammen, die Luzifer bekämpfen soll. Cole, mein neuester Gefährte, hat etwas Erziehung bitter nötig. „Akademie der Unterwelt" ist das vierte Buch einer paranormalen Akademie-Liebesroman-Reihe, die Gefährten beinhaltet, zwischen denen man sich nicht entscheiden muss.

One word could kill them all. That's what I was warned about after the first accident when I killed my family's allies. My powers manifested too young. Powers I never asked for. I can connect with the realm of the dead. My medium? My voice. And so I don't talk. Ever. Not to anyone—except my sister, of course. She's the only reason I'm not utterly insane after a lifetime spent hiding. In the darkness. In silence. Under a shroud of loneliness with only the dead for company.