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It was an ordinary job. Another night, another asshole collector of the supernatural. I free some poor little beasties from their cages, pocket a few trinkets to pay my bills, and burn the place down on my way out. Just call me the Robin Hood of monster emancipation. I didn’t count on three manly monsters following me home like lost puppies. Stunningly hot lost puppies, but still. Now I’ve got a seductively cheeky incubus, a sweetly enthusiastic demon, and a grimly stoic angel camped out in my kitchen.

Every beat of my heart is the tick of a time bomb, reminding me to squeeze as many thrills out of life as I can. A horde of nightmarish monsters jumping me in the middle of the night? Nope, that's too much even for me. So when three demonic figures leap out of the shadows to my defense, my choices are trust my unexpected champions... or die. Not exactly a tough decision. The beastly men wrench me away from my home, claiming they'll keep me safe. They say there's something special about me—something the others want to devour and they mean to protect.

Three delinquent monsters with fearsome powers. One girl made of pure sunshine. Can she save this team of misfits? My past? Let's just pretend it never happened. All I want is to spread enough joy to make up for the pain I've caused. So it'd be nice if my unexplainable powers would stop going haywire. When I start blitzing my fellow monsters as well as mortals, the authorities of the supernatural world give me a final chance to avoid banishment.

Our souls are bound together. Our powers will tear us apart. There were six of us. Caged, turned into monsters, and tormented with brutal tests of our dark powers. We had only each other to count on... until an escape attempt ended with one dead, the others recaptured, and me dragged away into a different nightmare. When I finally fight my way back, the men I set free are hardened, beastlier versions of the devoted boys I knew. They see me as a traitor and a murderer, but they refuse to let me go. Even with our former captors hunting us down, they want to make me pay.

Lorelei Clay ist fest entschlossen, in der Kleinstadt Fairhaven Wurzeln zu schlagen, egal, was das Universum ihr in den Weg stellt. Schließlich hat sie ihre gesamten Ersparnisse in das heruntergekommene Monstrum investiert, das als ›Bluebeard’s Castle‹ bekannt ist–und sie steht kurz davor, ihr Herz in einen gewissen Höllenfürsten zu investieren, wenn er seinen buchstäblichen inneren Dämon besiegen kann.

Lorelei never believed she would have a place to call home. She’d grown accustomed to hiding, to putting up walls and avoiding interaction with the world around her. Until Fairhaven. Lorelei has grown to love the small town with its multirealm crossroads and the residents who welcomed her with open arms, as well as those who were slow to warm up. She’s fallen in love with a demon prince, and befriended ghosts, a cursed vampire, the werewolf pack, and the Assassins Guild.

Lorelei Clay hat ihr ganzes Leben damit verbracht, ihr Geheimnis zu bewahren. Jetzt, da Kane es entdeckt hat, meidet der Höllenfürst sie, aber sie ist ratlos, warum er sich so verhält. Er ist nicht nur aus ihrem Leben verschwunden, sondern auch aus Fairhaven, und seine Gefolgsleute weigern sich, seinen Aufenthaltsort preiszugeben.

I make a living out of screwing over the jerks who capture and torment supernatural beasties. But when I free a bunch of particularly powerful monsters from their cages, I'm not counting on them following me home like lost puppies. Stunningly hot lost puppies, but still. These manly monsters are determined to repay me for my help, and they won't get out of my apartment until they're satisfied we're even.

Lorelei Clay isn’t like other people. She isn’t even like other supernaturals. Her specialties are the nightmares of the living, communication with the dead, and cooking bacon until it’s golden brown and perfectly crispy—no magic required.

Ash was an exile when he first arrived in De’Vas… Since then, he has endured hardships and trials, growing the strength of both himself and his district to survive. He found friends and lovers in his new life, all while building a home. Then the Coalition took him away from all that, casting him into a strange new world, one he had only heard about in stories told by those in De’Vas. Ash needs to find a way back home, back to his friends and loved ones, no matter what it takes.

Falling for the ghosts of murdered gangsters who were your imaginary friends once upon a time? I'll admit it's a little unusual. But they're back and totally real, and it's hard to argue with their admittedly obsessive level of devotion. Unfortunately, their violent dedication isn't enough to bring down the powerful man who hurt my little sister. I have to take matters into my own hands. I just wish I had a better grip on this marshy magic I've discovered in myself.

Not long ago, Ash learned he has a monster living inside him… Now he’s counting down the days and preparing for the inevitable encounter when the elemental is set free. Still, Ash has a District to protect and tasks given to him by the Nightmare Queen. One such task leads to the discovery of a strange device and a tattooed goblin who knows its secrets. As Ash and his friends work to unravel the mystery, some of those close to him experience reunions with old enemies. While sins and memories of Vas haunt District 114, the Coalition emerges from the shadows and sets its sights on Ash.

The world changed the day the rifts happened. Trolls, elves, and other races from fantasy and myth emerged into a modern world, bringing magic with them. The world governments worked to segregate these new arrivals into refugee camps, which eventually became the nation of De’Vas. A nation of paranormals.

All I wanted was to keep my distance from the criminals I work for and get my little brother out of the hell that is our mother's house. Then I died and woke up to four stunningly hot gods telling me I'm now a valkyrie. Sly, sharp Loki. Jovial but ferocious Thor. Dreamily compassionate Baldur. Grim and secretive Hod. I'm connected to all of them through a bond we barely understand. The longer I spend with them, the more my walls start to crack. But the gods didn't summon me just for kicks. Their king is missing, and they need me to find him.

Die zurückhaltende Geisterflüsterin Lorelei Clay wünscht sich einen funktionierenden Wassergraben. Das ist der einzige Grund, warum sie zustimmt, bei einer weiteren übernatürlichen Situation zu helfen. Der einfache Geisterjäger-Job eskaliert schnell, als Lorelei die Beteiligung einer mächtigen und uralten Korporation entdeckt, das nicht für seine sozialen Fähigkeiten bekannt ist.

Three brutal monsters came to my rescue. Now who's going to save me from them? Every beat of my heart is the tick of a time bomb, reminding me to squeeze as many thrills out of life as I can. Still, the last thing I expect is a horde of nightmarish monsters descending on me in the night, eager to tear me apart. So when three more demonic figures leap out of the shadows to defend me, my choices are trust my unexpected champions...or die. Not exactly a tough decision.

Kinda dead. Straight-up psycho. Totally obsessed with her. I did a bad, bad thing. Thanks to a blank in my memory, I'm not sure what that thing was, but it was horrible enough to get me locked up in the mental ward for seven years. Horrible enough that my little sister won't even speak to me. But when I'm released back into a town determined to rub my unknown sins in my face, the past isn't the only thing that's haunting me. The four "imaginary" friends who made my childhood bearable barge into my life in a very real way.

Detective Aldicus Vescard knows all too well the monsters and madmen who prowl the fog-veiled streets of Corradon. He is, after all, a monster himself. Cursed in his errant past, his body now harbors an infernal fiend of pure elemental chaos. Yet none are more suited to investigate those sinister deeds of criminal sorcery than the city’s greatest detective magus. Aided by his loyal apprentice and the science of forensic alchemy, Aldicus must unravel a deadly string of sorcerous crimes menacing the Clockwork City.

I live by one simple rule: no magic. Not too hard in the human world, plus it keeps me hidden from my evil sorcerer father. Safe. When I’m forced into using magic to save an innocent family, the jig is up. Or so I believe. Instead, I’m whisked off to an academy of magic in a place I never knew existed. The problem is - my power is completely raw, which means I don’t know my butt from a broomstick. At first, it's all wands, witches, and a new wardrobe...until I get caught in a restricted area with a dead body. Now, it's going to take more than magic to clear my name.

Lorelei Clay ist nicht wie andere Leute. Sie ist nicht einmal wie andere Übernatürliche. Ihre Spezialität sind die Albträume der Lebenden, die Kommunikation mit den Toten und das Braten von Speck, bis er goldbraun und perfekt knusprig ist–und das ganz ohne Magie.