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Ruby’s my best friend and bandmate. The sister of my good friend, too. Which makes her “triple off-limits” to me. I’d even say she’s like a sister to me, if it weren’t for the unbrotherly dreams I’ve had about her since age sixteen. But when Ruby drunkenly kisses me at a party to piss off her ex, the spark I’ve been working hard to snuff out for years bursts into a raging pyre. And now, I can’t stop obsessing about that kiss and yearning for another one.

Years ago, after their blood brother ritual, Gage, Fox, and Caleb emerged from the woods, each with a piece of bloodstone. Now, it will become their weapon in the final fight against the demon they awakened. Winner take all...Shared nightmares, visions of blood and fire, and random violence begin to plague the longtime friends and Quinn, Layla, and Cybil, the women bound to them by fate. None of them can ignore the fact that, this year, the demon has grown stronger.

After a bungled job, I'm forced to escape and abandon everything. It's not the worst to happen, being sent to Ireland is. My next assignment, bring down four men involved in the Irish Mafia. First, I'm put on leave and, as a favour, I end up "married" to two strangers on St. Patrick's Day in Genoa. In the early morning, I run and hide. I have to. The scent of danger that swirls around them is intoxicatingly perfect. I never thought I'd see them again, but they refuse to let go of vows we supposedly made years ago.

One, two, I'm coming for you. She's my obsession. Three, four, kneel on the floor. I want to possess her in every way. Five, six, I'm up to my old tricks. She knows me as The Portland Serial K!ll3r. Seven, eight, lay in wait. Little does she know I'm watching her. Nine, ten, never to be seen again. Welcome to your worst nightmare, Little Lamb. Who am I? Let me introduce myself. I'm Death. And I have found my Queen.

They drugged me. Chained me. Tore apart my mind until the pieces didn't fit anymore. Then they gave me a name. Cleaner. Killer. Son. Monster. Told me the blood on my hands was hers. Then they smiled and made me kill again. And they told me she never existed. But I've seen her. In dreams. In flashes of red hair and blood. And now she's real—flesh and bone and terrified eyes. But they made one mistake. They didn't bury her deep enough. Now she's back. And even if she doesn't remember me, my obsession remembers everything. She runs; I follow. She screams; I savor it.

In seven days, she will marry the King of the Fae as part of a century-old peace treaty between her people and the Fae. We all know that a lot can happen in a hundred years. And even more can happen in a week...

On the run from the High King, Sorcha is offered the Earth Fae throne and the chance to find justice for both her peoples. She's determined to save her kingdom and bring peace to a country torn apart by war and prejudice. She knows her battle has only begun for no Fae wants a human-born queen on the throne. When she loses her heart's desire, only a bargain with a Goddess will help her find him again. As with all things magical, however, there's a price.

Welcome back to your darkest nightmare. I am Death, and they've stripped away my mask of mercy. My little lamb, I will paint the streets red until you're safe in my arms again.

All my life, my parents bounced around hippie communes, dragging me along for the shroom-fueled ride. When they announced we were moving again, I expected more of the same—group cabins, rundown shacks, or flimsy yurts. But Eternal Sun was nothing like the other places. It was a dream come true. Until that dream plummeted into a nightmare. When the leader of the luxurious wellness center shared where I fit into his prophecy, I was forced to run away from everything I knew and loved—including my parents.

Sie ist meine Angestellte und damit tabu. Wenn sie nur nicht so verdammt heiß wäre …. Der Tag, an dem Raelynn Brookner in der Lodge angefangen hat, war Fluch und Segen zur gleichen Zeit. Segen, weil ich schon lange ein Auge auf die rothaarige Amazone geworfen habe. Fluch, weil sie nun die eine Person ist, von der ich die Finger lassen muss. Und nie ist mir etwas so schwer gefallen …. Als sie auf dem Betriebsausflug beinahe ertrinkt, und ich sie aus den Fluten rette, küsse ich sie, obwohl ich weiß, dass es der schlimmste Fehler meines Lebens ist.