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To escape the evil that hunts me, I’ve run all the way to the ends of the Earth—and beyond. To a place where shifters and gods don’t have to hide. Kol says we’ll be safe here but this world looks nothing like the one we left behind. I am more than just out of place. I’m completely lost.

In the space of 24 hours, my picture-perfect life has shattered to pieces. A cheating fiancé, a public break-up, and getting fired from my job are the trifecta of humiliation.

My wolf is fading. Kai is a monster. And if I don’t find a way to fix it, the Lone Wolf pack will become something more evil and violent than they ever were before. Cohen’s not the only threat to my new life. In an ugly, cruel twist of fate, I am my own worst enemy now. Maybe the only thing left for me to do is walk away. Maybe that’s what a true leader is meant to do in the end. Maybe none of this was meant to be mine at all. I am the chosen one, but that doesn’t mean I get a choice.

They say everyone has a price. Unfortunately, I just found mine. Living in a pay-per-week motel might as well be luxury for someone like me. But if I don’t come up with this month’s rent money, I’ll be back to living in my car. My only option for getting the money in time is dancing at the club where I waitress. Except it’s not just dancing. Not in the VIP room. And that’s the final boundary I refuse to cross. Until a handsome stranger makes me an offer I can’t refuse. He’s nothing like the other men who come here, and even though I try to resist it, there’s a pull between us I can’t deny.

Wood Point Academy is not at all what I expected. For one thing, it looks like a cross between military school and Buckingham Palace. Everyone stares, the floors shine so bright you can see your reflection in them from a mile away, and no one smiles. Unless they're kicking your butt in the process.

Even the circus that is Gem's personal life can't distract her from the danger that still lurks among the Nephilim council. Demons no longer slip through secret portals to terrorize Earth. Why ship them in from afar when they can be created right here? One by one, Gem's friends are being targeted until what began as a random science experiment becomes terrifyingly personal. This time, they have her dead to rights.

They call me a princess. An heir to a city built on the blood and bones of innocent lives. I have no desire to rule—not if it means becoming like the family who threw me away like garbage. But there is one thing I want more than my freedom. To save the only man in this city who thinks I’m worth keeping. What I feel for Grey is as forbidden as it is real. As much as I want to run away and never look back, I could never abandon him. But if I want to keep us both from being eaten alive, I’ll have to convince them all he’s nothing to me.

Meeting Sutton Hargrave was the beginning of the end for me. My journalistic—fine, nosy—nature has led me a lot of places. Without question, Midnight Falls is definitely the craziest.

Gem's life has gone from bad to worse faster than her secret demon baby can say "baby daddy". What started as a crappy job and a possible killer to bring to justice has become a full-blown conspiracy from hell. Literally. Demons are being summoned into New Orleans and Gem is sure there's a Nephilim behind it. Now, all she has to do is prove it. Oh yeah, and not get herself killed in the process. Too bad for Gem, everyone has secrets, including her. And when the powers-that-be find out what she's capable of, they'll stop at nothing to silence her once and for all.

After a mystical merging that ties Sam to Hina, the race to save the world is on. With the equinox just days away, and RJ’s magic more powerful than ever, it becomes a race against the clock to find RJ and stop him - before it’s too late. Unfortunately, in the midst of a battle for the supernatural world, all of the gang’s mundane problems can’t be ignored. Sam’s academic probation is threatened when the merge forces her to miss school, Brittany and Koby are keeping secrets, and Sam’s future is a wobbly, grainy picture

Sam has spent the last six months sorting through plots against the people she cares for most. Learning who to trust - and who to kill. And just when she thought she had it all figured out, the good guys separated from the bad, her world is upended. Sam knows it’s up to her to stop what’s coming - and who is bringing it. If she doesn’t, the goddess inside her will take over, erasing what’s left of Sam’s sense of self.

Instead of solving murders, I committed them. Instead of returning home, I'm trapped in murdery Midnight Falls right along with the pack. And instead of showing my ex what he's missing, I ended up falling head-over-heels for a suspected murderer who has made it clear he’ll die before ever letting me go.

Somewhere on another astral plane, a lover's quarrel between gods, millennia old, has come full circle. Ea, a dark and ancient god and the father of the first werewolf, is hell-bent on destroying his supernatural offspring. He'll use anyone and everyone he can to get it done even from beyond the physical. For now, his vessel is the evil and mysterious Indra, a witch whose powers only slightly outweigh her penchant for hitting on the help.

My ascension should have been a celebration. A chance to ride off into the sunset with the three men who’ve stolen my heart and soothe my soul. Instead, it’s ushered in a war. I don’t want to fight, but I’ll do whatever it takes to protect my mates. To keep us all safe—and together. Our enemy’s hunger for power is exceeded only by her cruelty. Grim’s blood bond threatens to break not just him but me along with it. We’re all connected now, and that means we suffer too.

Forty-six. That’s how many hybrids survived the Hunter attack in the woods after I revived them with an injection of my blood. That’s how many followed me home to Frederick Falls. And that’s how many were now mentally linked to me through a blood bond. Two days. Three valium. Fourteen hours of sleep. That’s what it took to realize I wasn’t losing my mind as a result of the noise in my own head.

If I had to choose one word to sum up all of my problems, this would be it. Without hybrids, I wouldn’t have to watch my best friend slowly becoming a monster. Without hybrids, I could let go of the mentality “hunt or be hunted.” CHAS wouldn’t be scouring the Earth, intent on slaughtering and using Alex to do it. Without hybrids, I wouldn’t have to be on guard that losing my temper meant losing my shape.