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Magical conduit star? Check. Two boyfriends plus two more yet to be labeled relationships? Check. Ancient celestial wanting to kill my mother and probably me too… Yeah, that's kind of where it went all wrong. I might have finally figured out my magic, to an extent, but nothing could have prepared me for half the city turning against us. This place used to be my home, but now all I can do is run while we search for an answer. And I can only hope we'll all still be together in the end.

Witch blood. The idea haunts Lyssandra as she leaves her life with the Helius Order behind. She'll move forward if only to thwart her greatest enemy yet. Only the witches aren't what she expects. They're guarded and scared. Because someone is stealing their skins. In danger once again, Lyss must solve the mystery of the skin-stealer, all while balancing her growing relationship with Asher and her new role as her great uncle's keeper. Time is short. Eiric is free, and he has plans for Lyssandra—plans that will mean the death of her vampire and ruin for all.

Lyssandra’s life is a lie. As a hunter of the Helius Order, she’s dedicated to slaying vampires and protecting the innocent. But she’s also a vampire’s human servant. If her secret comes out, her own order will execute her. When she finds Asher, she’ll cut out his heart for tying her to him, even if he only did it to save her. Even if it kills her too. But when a young girl is found dead, Lyssandra’s mission is derailed. In the gaping hole where the girl’s heart once was, lies a single red rose. Lyssandra has seen the signature before.

What do you get when you take a half celestial, add in a pinch of devil, elven wizard, and two charming goblins? A giant mess, that's what. And that's exactly the mess I find myself in as I inch ever closer to answers. When the fairy who cast a glamour on me goes missing, Sebastian cuts a deal so we can investigate. Only he's acting all weird and jealous, and it's getting in the way of what we need to do.

When another ancient is murdered, Lyssandra alone cannot resist Asher’s call. Aiding him means going against the Potentate’s direct orders, and she won’t bring Steifan and Tholdri down with her. But the murder isn’t the only problem. Mysterious shadows stalk a nearby village, and ghouls are roaming free. When a villager is killed, Lyssandra and Asher must unravel this new mystery, all while fighting their growing attraction for one another. That attraction becomes Lyssandra’s primary issue when she is offered a way out of her partnership with the vampire, but for a price.

Most people don't relish visits from their former employers, and I'm usually one of them. But when my part-troll ex-boss shows up with enchanted coffee and a lead on my missing mother, I find myself singing a different tune. Of course, there's always a price, especially with people like Dawn. And unfortunately this new lead is almost as confusing as the growing connection between me and four different magical men. They might be the key to me traveling to different realms, but when I start to sense invisible golden threads binding us together, I can't help but second-guess everything.

Eiric won the battle, but Lyssandra plans on winning the war. With her bond broken, her magic builds, threatening to consume her—a price she is willing to pay if it means she can bring Eiric down with her. Only not everything is as it seems. She had thought the Ivangard witches were villains, not victims. When acolytes start dying in mysterious ways, Lyss is torn between helping them or taking advantage of their weaknesses.

A life of embracing my magic and discovering the truth of my past. The truth about everything—even a few things that should have stayed buried. When mysterious notes start appearing on my person telling me not to trust the elves, I'm led to question Elena's motives, which means I also have to question the handsome and aloof elven wizard she talked into helping me.

Eva Nix, glorified messenger, at your service. Sure, the ability to cross boundaries into other realms is pretty neat, but when a devil tricks me into a contract, my celestial blood suddenly becomes the greatest prize in a dangerous game. My first mission lies deep in the goblin realm, beyond the wild forests to the stone towers of the old ones, in search of Mistral. I expected him to be deadly and cunning. I did not expect him to sit me by a cozy fire to offer a contract of his own, sealed with a kiss.