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I'm Medra Pendragon—last of the dragon riders, or so they tell me. Funny thing is, there are no dragons left. Not a single one. But somehow, that hasn't stopped the vampires from deciding I'm worth capturing. Now, I'm stuck at Bloodwing Academy, where the highbloods run everything, and blightborn like me? We're just blood in their veins, pawns in their games.

At Bloodwing Academy, blood is currency, but a dragon's legacy is priceless—and as dangerous as fire. I thought surviving my first year in Bloodwing's deadly halls would be enough. I was wrong. I accidentally woke a dragon—a creature of myth, of death, of fire. Now, every highblood house wants control over me and the dragon's legacy I carry. But here's the truth: I have no control. I'm bluffing my way through every encounter, trying to keep everyone from realizing that I'm not the one pulling the dragon's strings.

After six years in captivity, forced to fight for survival, I thought I'd seen the darkest depths of humanity. The cartel broke me, forging a ruthless weapon from my shattered pieces. Not even freedom can heal those wounds. Embroiled in an international criminal investigation to dismantle the ring that trafficked me, I have the chance to get justice for all the women who didn't escape. But the road to redemption is bloody, littered with violence and dark secrets that may derail our case before we apprehend the man responsible for so much suffering.

On the midwinter full moon, I am dragged by bandits from the only home I know and stood on a chair in a tavern under the gazes of despicable men bidding on my innocence. But then the shadowy figure in the corner calls out the winning offer, and I realize he is like no one I've ever seen before. Now I belong to Torvolk, Ranger of the Bloodfire Clan, and neither of us knows what this means. He's taken me through the pathway in the standing stones to his world, where I discovered naught is as it has always seemed.

After six years of underground fights, a saviour emerges from the shadows. With secret-filled onyx eyes and a past as tangled as mine, his salvation from the cartel has strings attached. I'm a bargaining chip, delivered to my brother's best friend and the infamous Anaconda Team. Yet freedom is a bittersweet victory that comes at a cost.

The secrets I've kept are unraveling, and the lines between Ivy Hammond and Poison are blurring dangerously. Thornfield University has become a battlefield where my past and present collide. The assassin in me knows I should complete my missions, but my heart rebels against the very essence of who I thought I was. Torin, Bram, and Tate are no longer arrogant distractions, but they're now integral to my survival and sanity. But our growing bond comes with a price, and my bosses won't let go of their prized assassin without a fight.

Turning his back on his old life as a rogue, Gavriel de Marqueda has joined a monastic order in Spain and taken a vow of chastity. Before he becomes a monk, he must pass one final test: help a woman who has lost her way. But when he lays eyes on Ada of Keyworth, he is tempted beyond measure by her sultry beauty and dangerous curves.

Thornfield Academy is a place where I, Ivy Hammond, blend in with the everyday supernatural creatures that flock these halls. But when darkness falls, I embrace my calling. I'm a shapeshifting assassin, summoned through a combination of ancient rituals and the dark web to deliver supernatural justice where mortal laws fail. This me is called Poison, and I'm a master of secrets. But when an assignment comes up, for the first time, I can't complete a job, and it could end up being my last days. My bosses are not the type of creatures you want to mess with, but this one…strikes too close to home.

Prudence Shackleford had not expected to be a spinster at three and twenty, but unfortunately, as she'd quickly discovered, very few men were prepared to tolerate either her ghoulish sense of humour, or her macabre taste in literature. And those were the ones she'd got as far as holding a conversation with. When invited to London by the Duke and Duchess of Blackmore to witness the Coronation of King George IV, she was equal parts horrified and intrigued. Especially after a chance meeting with a Bow Street Runner on the trail of conspirators it was feared were planning to murder the King.

After years of failed auditions, rum heiress Andromeda Archambault gives it one last try at The Crow's Nest in Shoreditch against her better judgment. She may be a lady, but to director Frank Creighton, she's the Queen of Night, and she's perfect for a starring role in his theatre and his life. But Andie isn't who she says she is, and neither is Frank. Will their Phantasmagoria be a success, or will the skeletons in their closets close the show before it begins?