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The duke of the powerful House Hauteclare is the first to die. With my dagger in his back. He didn't see it coming. Didn't anticipate the bastard daughter who was supposed to die with her mother—on his order. He should have left us with the rest of the Station's starving, commoner rubbish.

Abruptly taken from her normal existence on the eve of her eighteenth birthday, Ismini Harrovnian is thrust into a reality where dimensions beyond her wildest dreams intertwine, and where gods reign with both power and anguish. An ancient promise binds her fate—a promise made by Dyletri, the God of Lust, who lost the woman he loved. In his grief-fueled desperation, he agreed to sacrifice Ismini in the distant future. As Ismini grapples with her new reality, she is confronted by a shocking revelation—she carries a mysterious illness.

So there's a name for what I am. Ruby Wolf. And apparently, the rules don't really apply to us. For one, we come in pairs. The other half of mine is a douche named Ezra, and he's convinced that walking around naked is all it will take to talk me into choosing him. If we don't mate, I'll die. Period. End of story. But I won't betray Roman like that, so I'm dying slowly and painfully. Until he goes and signs up for the trials that can make him like me. The trials no one has survived in more than a hundred years.

My life has taught me to expect the unexpected. A serial killer rampaging through the New York Pack? Sure. Why not? But a serial killer who smells like me? That's a heck of a lot more than unexpected. With the Alphas of All poking around and my own Alpha on a rampage to figure out who the murderer is, it becomes a race to see who finds the truth first. I'll find the killer. Or the Alphas will find me. Either way, it's time to face the facts. There's a lot more to being "Wolfsbane" than suppressing my pack's shifting. And I'm pretty sure it starts with my freakishly red hair.

By day, I sell stories in my bookstore. By night, I'm writing my own spicy romcoms. My books are my escape. In college, athletes were never my type. Not when the risk of letting someone that close always outweighs the reward. Which is why Dash Sterling, the hockey player who made lit class bearable, the guy whom I introduced to my then-best friend, was never even on my radar. Now, one spilled coffee, one ruined dress, and he's suddenly everywhere. And worse? He's looking at me like I’m the story he wants to write.

The highly anticipated conclusion to New York Times instant bestseller, Heavenbreaker by Sara Wolf.

The truth behind the creation of the mother of all monsters has to come out at some point. It always does. The only question is whether or not you survive it. Halsey Ambrosius just didn't think it would be revealed to the other elemental clans before she could tell Brigham. She might be the Alpha Hunter, but she has no idea what that means, other than fighting crazy powerful monsters that are new on the scene.

All families have their secrets. The Ambrosius Clan has more than most and they're keeping information from people in their own family. Halsey and Brigham have just about had enough. So has Greta. We're only as sick as our secrets. It's time for some truths to be revealed, no matter who doesn't want the cousins to find out what's really happening. Will they be able to put all the pieces together and figure out what role the Order of Skrár is playing in all of it?

Halsey and Brigham Ambrosius' task in the English countryside isn't quite over. The barghest may have been slain, but they have one task remaining. Figure out what happened to the people in the abandoned village of Coningsby. Frankly, the mission isn't over until they clean up the barghest's mess because we all know, Halsey always completes her missions. It's a good thing the copper orb can help heal the locals from what was a deadly monster poison. But how to do it covertly without letting civilians know who or what Haley is? What else can the orb do?

The rules for monster hunting are changing fast and that's not the only thing that's different. The Ambrosius Clan militia are taking on paying clients. What happened to taking down monsters for the sake of humanity? Halsey and Brigham aren't sure, but that isn't going to stop them from taking on this mission and heading to the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul, Turkey.

It's time Halsey and Brigham to travel back to where the changes all began—the Cliffs of Moher, Ireland. At the very least, the monster hunters should be able to find out what happened to the stolen silver coffin if they follow the clues in person, right? If you have to get something done, sometimes you have to do it all yourself. Even if that means operating outside your Council's orders without permission. The Ambrosius cousins seem to hit one dead end after another. But when one magical door shuts, another always opens. 

Tick. Tick. Tick. It’s the sound I hear when I look in the mirror, or when my mother reminds me of a certain internal clock too. It’s all I hear when I go on these blind dates my friend—Laken Decker—keeps setting me up on. I wasn’t looking for another date from anyone—except maybe, the firefighter. Let alone seeing one of them again when a small kitchen fire ignites my coffee shop, The Perfect Cup. Now I’m burning up with my attraction for the sexy firefighter who saved me and the desire to overcome my past, the abandonment I feel from the one man I should have trusted most.

Have you ever wondered where monsters came from? Their origin has been kept a secret for centuries. As long as Halsey and Brigham, her cousin turned mission partner, were on the hunt, you didn't need to wonder, or worry. Till now. Keeping people in the dark is not so easy when supernatural things stop following the rules and the Clan Council doesn't want to accept that something is very, very wrong. It's a full moon, the Summer Solstice, and an ancient coffin has washed up on the beaches of Moher, Ireland. Could the Mother of Monsters really have returned? It's just not possible.

Small town, big dreams, a nightmare I never expected. I grew up with stars in my eyes and dreams beating a soft staccato in my heart. Career, marriage, then family. I knew what I wanted. How I wanted it. I never expected him. Mason Miller. Charming, arrogant, sadistic. He ruined everything. He ruined me

My body is changing, and so is the power dynamic inside the bunker. With the chimera serum racing through my veins, I can barely believe in a future for myself, much less one that includes Atlan. He's trying, though. Trying to convince me that his love is unbreakable . . . while I can barely think past my need for revenge on the people who did this to me. They have to pay, and they need to be stopped before they do more damage to what's left of the human race.

Lukas, the Alpha of the Arcana wolf pack, has chosen to seduce me in his private chamber before I join his pack and declare a mate. But Lukas doesn't intend to rush things. A tantalizing game of cat and mouse uncovers my dark desires, and no matter how I try to resist, I'm lost in him. Although the sex is so good I forget my own name, I can't deny there's still something missing . . . Reaper, the Omega's eldest grandson.

Before the night is through, I'll join the Arcana wolf pack, declare a mate, and transition into a wolf for the first time. I must decide between Reaper, the devilishly sexy huntsman, and Lukas, the fiercely controlling Alpha. Both pleasure me senseless, taking me to heights I've never known. But I can't have both. Time is up, and I must choose. But Lukas just dropped a bombshell. If I declare him as my mate, no other person is allowed to touch me.

I've been separated from Atlan, and there's definitely something creepy and deadly going on in this bunker. This isn't the rescue mission we were told it was. No, this is a trap, and we've been lured here on purpose by a beautiful, monstrous man. I'm not sure why he wants Atlan and me, but I need to find out, because this new enemy just might be more dangerous than the zombie hordes racing across the plains. But what if the bunker also holds humanity's best hope for survival?

So . . . I didn't handle the zombie apocalypse well. I used to be a third-grade teacher, but since the Gorging, my life has been . . . kinda rotten. I lost my group to the undead, became indebted to one of the gangs, and now I've been sold as a blood-slave. My new owner is Atlan, one of the vampire warriors who guard Blue City's walls and defend us from the zombies. The vampires are like celebrities around here. It's my job to provide Atlan with a clean blood source and any other services he needs.

I'm indecisive when it comes to my shoes. Choosing a werewolf mate who'll be with me until I croak? Pardon me while I take some time to think on it. But a steamy encounter before the final ceremony changes everything. Reaper, the Omega's eldest grandson, is fiercely loyal, scorching hot, and built for pleasure. He brings down my defenses, and before I know what's happening, I succumb to the heat in his touch and the skill of his mouth. I've only just met him, but I need him like no other.