This kiss is addictive. After unmasking a drug dealing fairy in St. Louis, Seren thought she was done with the magical drug market. But Seren and her Ambassador husband are drawn back to St. Louis when another version of Newt hits the streets, this one leaving burned corpses around the city. But a magical drug is only the beginning of Seren's problems in St. Louis; there's a sexy baron who insists the Goddess is calling them together and a mysterious group of soldiers who may or may not be allies. Drugs, sex, and violence—it's just an average assignment for the Twilight Star.

There will be heaven to pay. Seren's trying to move on from losing a man she doesn't have the right to love, but it's a difficult task with his child growing inside her. Technically, she's still married to Severriel, but he didn't fight for her when they were torn apart, and she doesn't want that to change just because she's pregnant. So Seren agreed to keep the child a secret from Sever, but she's starting to realize that some secrets are impossible to keep. Bearing the child of the King of Heaven is one of them. When their haloed bond draws them back together, and Sever finally stands up ...

Return to the Twilight Court. Among the Cherokee there is a legend, a myth about witches who steal from the sick and dying. These witches are called raven-mockers, after the sound they make when they scour the night for victims. The legend is true but the Cherokee got one thing wrong about raven-mockers. They're not witches at all; they're fairies. Now Seren must find proof of their crimes, so she can stop the raven-mockers from breaking the truce between fairies and humans. But what she finds is a truth far more shocking than she ever expected. Delve further into the mysteries of the Fairy...

It’s me, a mage with broken magic, plus two demi-gods, an incubus, and a pair of shifters against a grudge-holding fae. I’m not liking those odds. I’m honor-bound to help out an old friend, especially when he’s a mega-hot demi-god. Emrys says it’ll only take an hour or two of my time, but when the grudge-holding fae Taneisha shoots us through a portal into faery, suddenly I’m along for the ride, which will be however long it takes us to solve her puzzles. At least I know my five companions. I attended Goldenbriar Academy with them, although this is the first I’ve seen them ...

Hear the call of Primeval. In pursuit of an enemy, Elaria and her friends enter Primeval—the ancient forest that covers most of Tír na nÓg. But priorities soon shift as a much larger danger arises. Primeval is dying and growing all at once; threatening to consume the Jewel Kingdoms. Can the Spellsinger save the forest or is this only a prelude of the destruction to come?