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Every young woman dreams of wearing a crown. But never a fae crown. Because the crowns of fae are forged with blood. Being the forced bride of a fae king was supposed to be torture. King Aspen was supposed to be my enemy. But I was wrong about him. So wrong I think I might be in love with him. With our wedding just three days away, we are closer than ever to securing the treaty between the humans and fae. But when my past becomes grounds for invalidating our alliance, war looms yet again.

Professor Lilah Zirkander is looking forward to a summer in the paleontology lab, researching and cataloging new fossils. But that summer takes an unexpected turn when the king sends her into the Ice Blades to a secret mine where ancient dragon bones have been discovered. Rumor has it that they're cursed and dangerous, but Lilah is more concerned about dealing with the outpost commander, a fierce officer with the temperament of a crabby badger.

A thousand years have passed since a dragon has been seen in the world. Science and technology have replaced magic, which has dwindled until it has become little more than an element of myth and legend. There are those who still have dragon blood flowing through their veins, distant descendants of the mighty creatures of old. These rare humans have the power to cast magic, the power to heal, and the power to craft alchemical weapons capable of starting wars...or ending them.

Tahlia, Marius, Fara, and the rest of the dragon-riding Mist Knights are off on another mission. When the order flies north to fight the pirates harassing the coastline, they discover the infamous Eelsmen have a new high captain. Not only is this individual unknown, he is an Unseelie—a powerful Seer from the Realm of Night.

All over the world, #MeToo inspired generations of women to fight in new ways for their rights. Yet so far, the news is dominated by narratives of celebrities and politicians in the US and UK. These are the stories you haven't heard. Stories of campaigning in the face of censorship, arrest and murder. Stories from favelas, film sets and feted institutions. Stories of passing groundbreaking laws against sexual harassment. For these women, #MeToo was not the beginning - and it is not the end.

Tasked with retrieving a kidnapped diplomat, Claudia expects nothing more than another mission for Haven's supernatural police force. In New York's underbelly, she discovers a network of false Chimera suits and vampire-targeting drugs that threatens to shatter the fragile peace between humans and vampires. Her only ally is Sabine Moros, a mysterious vampire whose silver-streaked hair and ancient eyes hint at blood-soaked secrets that could either save Haven—or destroy it.

Claudia Richelieu lives a double life. Shadow Bane trainee by day, Chimera operative by night. Her mission to protect Haven's citizens keeps her busy—until her mentor Sabine Moros vanishes. Defying a direct order from Haven's ruler to mount a rescue mission, her search leads her to Scotland, where she uncovers a deadly conspiracy between two rival groups—the Shadow Banes and the Nightshades.

All should be well in in the realms of the fae, but instead, bloodshed has already begun. Deimos, high king of the Afterworld, has stepped out of his realm for the first time to offer Delphine a deal that will seal the future of faerie forever: betray her own kind and end the bloodshed . . . or watch faerie drown in war. But there's another option. A dark fae king without a crown whispers promises of unlocking Delphine's true power. A gamble that could save everything—or unleash a terror worse than war itself.

As a Chimera agent for Haven's most powerful arbiter, Claudia Richelieu is used to dangerous missions. Her training to become a legendary Shadow Bane draws unwanted attention, changing everything. A simple assignment in Los Angeles turns deadly when a charismatic vampire actor reveals his true colors. Claudia is caught in a web of deception where ancient feuds between the Shadow Banes and a mysterious group called the Nightshades threaten everything she holds dear.

It was supposed to be a small escape. A few hours' driving before turning around and heading home. But once you arrive in Lost…well, it's a place you really can't leave. Not until you're Found. Only the Missing Man can send you home. And he took one look at Lauren Chase and disappeared.

It's been six weeks since the angels of the apocalypse destroyed the world as we know it. Only pockets of humanity remain. Savage street gangs rule the day while fear and superstition rule the night. When angels fly away with a helpless girl, her 17-year-old sister, Penryn, will do anything to get her back....

I thought getting a mate would solve my problems. I thought The Oracle would answer my questions. As it turns out, I was wrong on both counts. Because I have not one, but five mates. They’ve all claimed a piece of me, but instead of making me whole, they’ve torn me apart.

Only mutual communication can forge an alliance with the planet's sentient species and prove that mammals are more than tools. Forced to land on a planet they aren't prepared for, human colonists rely on their limited resources to survive. The planet provides a lush but inexplicable landscape—trees offer edible, addictive fruit one day and poison the next, while the ruins of an alien race are found entwined in the roots of a strange plant. Conflicts between generations arise as they struggle to understand one another and grapple with an unknowable alien intellect.

The Grim Reaper has been benched. There hasn't been a soul to reap in months. What did my brother do that has the gods in such a tizzy? It isn't like people stopped dying. If the reapers aren't ushering the souls of the deceased into the afterlife, someone else . . . or something else . . . will do the job. Mercenary monsters of ancient lore have emerged to fill the void. Banshees. Hellhounds. Soul-rippers. All under the command of some other god . . . Whoever he is, he's no friend to the Olympians.

You want to pay me to reap supernaturals? I mean, seriously? Don't get me wrong, the money is great. I love my work. But there's a funny thing about being the world's only supernatural reaper . . . You make a lot of powerful enemies. Pissing off all the world's vampires would be frightening enough. Add to that werewolves, witches, banshees, and trolls . . . How the hell am I ever going to get a good night's sleep?

The new vampire queen intends to lead her kind from the shadows, to dominate humanity. I'll be damned before I let that happen! I've taken down so many vampires already. You'd think we'd be making progress. Why, then, are the vampires getting stronger? I'm afraid this whole situation is about to bite me in the butt. Perhaps, even, literally.

My brother is taking over the family business . . . It was something I'd trained for my entire life. I was more suited for it than he was in almost every way. Except for the most important one . . . the ability he'd inherited from our father. Why wasn't I born with the same powers? I'm leaving the underworld. I don't belong there anymore. Of course, I only have one marketable skill: Kicking ass and taking names. How can I use that to start a new life for myself on Earth? Unfortunately, vigilantism doesn't pay the bills.

I might have broken away from the group now that I know the dirty secrets of Pandora’s Pride, but I am far from free. Those who know the truth still want to control me. They’re not about to let me walk away and live a quiet life in the mountains. There’s too much at stake.

I never imagined I'd settle into life in a gambling town, yet here I am, chasing down nuisance demons for the vampire mafia and training as part of an elite demon-hunting team. As my powers continue to develop, so do my feelings for Saxon, the sexy angel-vampire hybrid. Unfortunately, our romance is forbidden by the Pride, so we're forced to rely on dream walks and stolen glances in between dangerous missions.

I’ve never been one to follow suit, yet here I am in a casino town run by vampires working as a supernatural agent. Apparently I’ve traded mountains for molehills because hunting demons is like a deadly game of whack-of-mole. On top of everything else, I’m still figuring out my magical abilities and how I fit in with the rest of the Pride. They’ve had years of elite training, while I’ve had trial by fire and can still feel the burn.