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He says his name is Malphas, that he’s something called a Sombra demon, and I’m his mate. Monster, demon…whatever he is, his muscles are bigger than my head, and that club between his legs…. I don’t know if mate means the same thing to him as it does me, but he’s gotta be kidding.

I’m in trouble. Deep, deep trouble. I never meant for it to happen, but my ex is dead—and I’m the one who pulled the trigger. Whether he deserved it or not, whether anyone will even miss that jerk, it doesn’t matter. Joey is dead, and I have to figure out what to do before I get caught with a corpse on my hand.

With my magicae unleashed, I should be in the perfect position to harness the powers of a soul witch. My primordium is stronger than ever, and at Necos's castle, I'm finally safe—free to explore the true depths of my abilities without fear of exposure.

Eight years ago, the boys I loved disappeared without a word. Now they've returned—older, more powerful, and with secrets in their eyes. They say we're witches. That we're bound by magicae. That my grandmother was hiding something from me—something even more dangerous than grief.

Elzora has discovered the truth of her magicae. She's a soul witch, a type that's been hunted to extinction because they're too powerful. Not only does she need to learn all she can about this new world as quickly as possible, but she and her men must fight to keep her alive until she matures, when she'll be the unstoppable Primordial Queen. The crown has declared her the rightful ruler, the heir to Mitagus. When danger lurks around every corner and you're missing crucial bits of information, how do you gain the upper hand?

A year ago, everything was different. I had just left my home, joining the infamous Mountainside Pack. The daughter of an omega wolf, I've always been prized - but not as prized as I would be if my new packmates found out my secret. But when my fated mate - Mountainside's Alpha - rejected me in front of his whole pack council and my secret got out, I realized I had one choice. Going lone wolf was the only option I had, and I took it.

Poppy had always loved the night, so it wasn't too much of a bother to wake one evening in an unfamiliar home far from London, weak and confused and plagued with a terrible thirst for blood, to learn that she could no longer step out into the day. And while vampirism presented several disadvantages, it more than made up for those in its benefits: immortality, a body that could run at speed for hours without tiring, the thrill of becoming a predator, the thing that pulls rabbits from bushes and tears through their fur and flesh with the sharp point of a white fang.

I am the Ebon Queen's daughter of shadow, but I am not hers. She has threatened my men, and if she harms them, I will unleash dark magic. Would my shadows defeat the queen—or strengthen my bond to her instead? The dragon flights have returned but they throw our plans into disarray. Their first-born will destroy everything that stands between them and their desire to end the Ebon Queen—and that could include me. Luin offers to help but I'm unsure he wants to become more than my guardian, and the men now question whether an alliance is possible with such creatures.

The first-born dragons died over a hundred years ago, and their rebirth is the last hope in the realm's battle against the Ebon Queen. Only Calla's dragon soul can spark their life. As fugitives, Calla and her men struggle to find people who can aid them on their journey to the dragon city. A visit to an elven court to request aid from Galen's friend creates unexpected consequences and adds urgency to their travels. Running out of options, the party is forced to enter Devin's unsavory world of assassins and thieves to seek help from an unusual source.

I draw the line at serving people grasshoppers for dinner. As luck would have it, on the same day I quit my job as head chef at Suzette’s, a fine-dining restaurant in Boston, I was offered an opportunity to open a restaurant at a castle in Scotland. But now that I’m here in Loren Brae, I’m not so sure this city girl can hack it.

Maisie Barron is over it. A small-town girl with big dreams, her frustrations lead her to make a silly wish at the standing stones outside Loren Brae. Little does she know, the magick found there will transform her wish into a catastrophic event that threatens the upcoming Christmas Book Festival. Weston Smith needs a break. Burnt out from his tenure-track professorship, he decides that a holiday in little Loren Brae, Scotland, will be the perfect escape he needs to recharge his batteries. The last thing he expects is to find the woman he's been waiting his whole life for.

Faced with the looming threat of the Russian pack, Silver and Andrew Dare plan to host an envoy at their wedding. The Russian alpha rejects diplomacy, however, and instead sends Mikhail, an elite assassin. Mikhail begins to ritually murder sub-alphas, leaving them to bleed to death from a thousand shallow cuts. The Roanokes’ only leverage is Mikhail’s reverence for the Lady: He thinks She is reborn in Silver. Playing the Lady goes against all of Silver's beliefs, but she yields to Mikhail’s invitation for her to join him in Russia.

The knight was supposed to be a man. Not me, Sophie MacKnight, a marketing associate from California. This must be a practical joke that the Scots play on visiting Americans. Because otherwise I’ve inherited a haunted castle in Scotland, along with one irritatingly sexy Scotsman. Frankly, I thought I would fly here, sell the heap of bricks, and head back home to a life that I…well, I was comfortable with at the very least. Instead, the people of Loren Brae are in trouble, and it appears that as the new owner of the castle, I’m next in line to reinstate the magickal Order of Caledonia.