The Wasteland

A war is brewing in the Wastes, and I seem to be in the center. With old horrors stirring, and bonds breaking can, I do what it takes to save us all? Or will my need for vengeance be our downfall? First, I have to face my biggest challenge yet, myself. One thing is certain, the sands will turn red before The Summit is through.

Tying to escape her past, Ari is working to atone for her actions and have a normal human life. The only problem with that? She isn't human. Unlike most werewolves, she avoids as much contact with the supernatural world as possible, building a life for herself in the human world. Until one day her past catches up with her, and she is forced to immerse herself in the supernatural world. Offered protection from the local wolf pack, she is forced to accept it, but nothing in the supernatural world comes for free.

When I'm captured by demons and forced into the fighting pits of the Seventh Circle of Hell, I need to stay alive long enough to claw my way back to Heaven and destroy the archangels who betrayed me. Four dangerous men stand between me and my vengeance. A deadly Nephilim in self-imposed exile. Hunger incarnate, ravenous for an angel. The heir to Satan's sinful throne. And the prince who bound my soul to his until I win my freedom. They think I'm still pure. They think I'm innocent.

Gather round close, for I have a secret to tell. Late at night, while everyone is sleeping, dreaming of white knights and fairytales. I'm making friends with the monsters. They call to me, like finds like, right? My biggest secret, I'm the scariest monster I know. I think I'm the bad guy.

I have a secret and I'm going to tell you. I'm the last Full-blood Witch. I'm the last Savill Royal. I'm the heir to a throne four King's rule the world from. I told my secret twice now, to you and my best friend. Now it is time to keep that secret again. Because if they knew I was still alive, it would mean losing my freedom. Maybe even my life. Only for me to end up in the wrong place. Their place.

To save the ones she loves, Ari drew on her Shadowborn powers at great cost to herself, making the ultimate sacrifice for those who have become like family to her. With attacks increasing on shifters, and strange disappearances happening around the city, everyone is on alert. Tensions between the shifter packs and the magical community start to build as traces of magic are found at the crime scenes.  

When Evelyn Maynard receives a scholarship to the exclusive Bradford Hills Institute, she’s determined to make a fresh start. The Institute is world renowned for educating and training Variants - the 18 percent of the population fortunate enough to have superhuman abilities. As a human, she’s lucky to be admitted. She’s done with fake identities, running, and lying but once again she finds herself surrounded by secrets. Some she’s been keeping her whole life. Some have been kept from her. Some she finds herself dragged into.

My name is Vinna and I am a Sentinel. I'm the last in a line of a hunted, magical race, coveted and killed for our power and abilities. I was hidden and protected, but now that I've been found, it's a race to see who can command and control me. Joke's on them, I bow to no one. I need to master my magic, and protect the five guys I've marked as my own at all costs. Because the line between friend and foe is dangerously blurry, and I'm collecting enemies like Sentinels collect runes.

I can only run from my past for so long. Eventually my Demons always find me. Unfortunately, that Demon has hired three insufferable dragon shifters to bring me back to him. I just have to hide my secrets a little longer. I just have to pretend to help these assholes find the person they're looking for without letting them know the truth. They're on the hunt for a dangerous Mage. Just wait until they find out the Mage they're hunting is actually me...

Born with the ability to defy death, Annora has been warned to keep her gift secret, but her greedy uncle can't resist exploiting her by any means necessary. Starvation, beatings, broken bones - she's survived them all and emerged stronger. But it's not enough for him. It will never be enough. When she discovers her uncle plans to sell her to the highest bidder, she risks everything to escape the prison that has become her life.  

I'm not all that special, really. I'm sure there are a lot of girls with old gypsy blood who see the dead, have killer cults hunting their family, and turn into something that gets scary when they panic. Yep. I'm just an ordinary girl. I wish people would believe that. I've been labeled as one thing or another for most of my life: Death Girl. Crazy Gypsy Girl. Gothic Chick. Monster. It took my mother's death for me to finally start getting answers about what's really been going on. Unfortunately, most of the answers come from men...who aren't just men.

One, two, things are changing for you. Three, four, monsters at your door. Five, six, no one could predict. Seven, eight, you learn they're your mates. Nine, 10, it's time to fight again. Paige Alice has changed, but she's not sure if that's a good or bad thing. The good. Four annoying and different types of men, who she trusts with her life. A scary but faithful sidekick, and of course, her crazy family. The bad...Everything else.  

You'd think that basically being in charge of love would be an epic job, right? Wrong. Sure, I can blow some Lust into people's faces and watch the show, but I can't actually participate. It gets old, trust me. Same goes for love. I can pass it out like sugar-free lollipops at a dentist's office, but I can't get any love for myself. It totally sucks. I used to consider myself a hopeless romantic, so why wouldn't I choose to become a cupid? Sounds like a good idea, right? Wrong again. They don't call us stupid cupids for nothing.

Just one week after the werewolf fiasco, Terrance is nearly killed by an unknown attacker. He's not the only victim. Fey all around the city are being murdered and with Nora's reputation for solving cases, they're looking to her for help. What choice does she have but to get involved? Not only does being fey make her a target, but the killer went after her troll. He's going to pay for that.

My name is Vinna, and it all started with a routine fight in the middle of nowhere Nevada that ended up changing everything. I found...family. My chosen. Power. Vengeance. Now I find myself in the middle of nowhere Russia, my destiny within walking distance, and I have no idea what I'll find. Will I be welcomed? Feared? Despised? We're about to find out. Sentinel City, ready or not here I come.