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Will fell in love with a demon. But he is not entirely human himself. From sheltered, home-schooled boy to heaven's weapon, Will is not prepared for any of this.

Cendis and Avala. A planet of fire and a planet of ice. After war broke out between the planets, they seemed to be cursed by their gods. Cendis lost fire, and Avala lost ice. A truce was called, and both planets cut off contact except for secret factions. The factions have discovered a paradise planet. The night they intend to bring it to the king, a celestial event occurs. The king on both planets and all of his advisors abruptly die, and all of their wives, no matter what their age, suddenly fall pregnant.

A lycan, a fae, an incubus, and a dragon walk into a bar. It sounds like some supernatural punch line, but my bodyguards and centuries old friends end up fated as my mates. I’m dumb enough to think it’ll all work out with two shifters as mates, a snooty fae prince, and an incubus. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. My mates go from best friends to enemies in a blink of an eye because of me.

Rook has Misty. He’s not taking another person we love, even if we all have to die to save her. The FBI failed us. We failed Misty. Ziva said trust no one at the station, but Casey got a call from someone we cleared about Jake and Dillion. Ziva ghosted us when we needed her the most. Ziva continued to ghost us while Rook has Misty. The instructions are clear. We are all summoned to a warehouse. We are to come unarmed, with no backup and no weapons. We all know we could be walking to our deaths. We know Misty could already be dead.

Nice to meet you. My name is Catarina Ash. You’ve probably read about me. Wife of Bath ring a bell? The Loathly Lady stories used to be wildly popular. I’m cursed to walk the earth as a wrinkled crone unless I can find love. What they don’t tell you in all the stories about the Loathly Lady is that since I’m immortal, when my love dies, I revert back to the crone unless I can find love again. I’ve retreated to my enchanted woods, hoping to just shrivel up and die, until one day, I feel a horrible aura sneaking around in my woods.

Of all the things to end up in jail for, embezzling wasn’t what I thought would bring me down. I’ve got a pretty healthy arson and murder hobby on my downtime. White collar crimes never go to Scorchwood. I should have been given a fee and probation at most. Something is going on. My cell mate Skoll is an alpha wolf in for manslaughter. He wants me to meet Roman, a vampire, and Amduscias, a demon who is really shifty about what his demonic form is.

Adam lives his life in a haze of booze, cigarettes, and karmic bad luck. Not sure how long he has left to live, he spends his nights at the local bar drinking and making up stories about the regulars and new faces he sees. Tonight is a new face and a new story, but it nudges Adam to let a little happiness in.

My mother finally calls to tell me she’s ready to leave my abusive, corrupt-cop-of-a-stepfather. I planned our escape down to T. I planned for everything except Jake being there when I got to her house. I shot him with his own gun in the worst place you can possibly wound a man. I fled to New Orleans, thinking to hide among the tourists. The first thing I did was go to a salon to change my looks. There’s a huge, sexy, tattooed man sitting there getting a pedicure.

Rook has threatened Misty. We sent his Queen on the run, and she nearly killed Casey on her way out. I’m not a computer genius or a cop. I’m an artist, and I was a military medic. I don’t have the skills to do anything except help Casey heal and just be moral support while my friends do what I can’t. I feel helpless and powerless to protect Misty.

Hell is so not like what they tell you about when they are trying to scare you. It’s actually kind of nice when you aren’t there to take on an insane prince of Hell. I’ve got allies. I’ve managed to get most of the supernatural groups working together. Lilith and I open a hellmouth to an area of Hell called the Sacred Forest, and I lose all ability to even react when I see who all lives there.

I’ve made allies in prison. I know the truth about my fire dragon Fergus. All of us have been wronged in whatever this plot was that they’ve framed me for. I haven’t forgiven Rathmore for what he did to Roman. My kill list is growing, but luckily, I’ve made friends with a few psychos in prison. I’ve got a wolf, a demon, a vampire, and Fergus perfectly happy to help me complete my list and kill anyone who gets in my way.

Had one job. Protect Misty. Protect the woman I loved. I’m a cop; it should have been second nature. Instead, I bring evil into our house, and she got kidnapped. I have a new job. Find out how a cop from Los Angeles and a cop from New Orleans got together to plot to kidnap Misty in the first place. Dillion would have known he would have gotten busted helping Jake. The who, what, and why aren’t making sense, and I don’t know if Misty is still in danger.

And then daddy dearest enters stage left. So, I met my father. I beat the crap out of him, but I haven’t killed him yet. Yet being the operative word. I still haven’t made up my mind about that. I had my to-do list before I broke out of Scorchwood and killing him was a major part of my big kill list. I mean, the man framed me, sent me to prison in Hell, then had a mad warlock experiment on me. So, now we are uneasy allies. The fate of two realms is resting on my shoulders. That doesn’t mean I might not still decide to kill him if we manage to pull this off.

My story could banish me from Neverland and the two most important women in my life. But they’ve asked for it, and I can’t tell them no. We’ve settled down to a Peter Pan free Neverland. I’ve even gone back to teaching. I think everyone’s favorite part of the night is our story time. But Jade and Elise have asked for my story. Everything about my past from before I got to Neverland and the full story about what happened between me and Peter Pan. I’m not proud of some of the things that evil boy brought out in me.

The migrations to Ragnis Crystal have started. The secrets of the bond animals and the Waljan teenager’s gifts have been revealed. An ancient race of aliens have made themselves known and are trying to guide the Waljans in their journey. Painful changes to all of their DNA must be endured to strip away what was always meant to be. As their new society begins to grow and flourish and new gifts are being developed, something is not sitting right with gentle Elan.

Five hundred years ago, Edward Solomon made a deal with the crone of Hollow Woods. He was not sure what happened that night. He intended to get all of her lands, but he walked away with a contract in blood for only some of her lands, an agreement to deliver her anything she wanted, a promise of eternal life and glory, and a warning to never enter Hollow Woods again. The crone’s demands were always odd and started becoming oddly specific. Four freshmen from the Alpha House Fraternity she established at the entrance of Hollow Woods were to be sent to her every Halloween night.

Rush Limbaugh recently did a radio show that President Obama was paying lesbians to become farmers to infiltrate rural areas for some nefarious purpose. Jeb thinks his farm is safe, way out where he lives, at least for the next year or so while he comes up with a plan to drive the invading lesbians out when they do show up. Jeb was not expecting the lesbians to arrive on 15-foot-high Clydesdales with demonic red eyes and a cow named Anne Boleyn. Will the lesbians run Jeb out of business and steal his wife, who sometimes has opinions he fears? What do these lesbians want?

Bette Poole, once the biggest child star in the world, is struggling at 25. She's got the talent for adult roles but none of the drive. She can't function without cocaine, booze, and opiates, and it's affecting her performance on set. Jerry, her agent, makes one last attempt to help her by getting her on a reality TV show. Bette's studio-executive father doesn't want to help but pulls the plug on the first day of shooting. Jerry inserts himself into her life, moving into her apartment to get her sober and working. It's worse than Jerry thought.

Agent Mauve is progressing with her language modules and gun and fight training, but she's still a baby secret agent. Thinking she's going out with Agent Red to just be arm candy and to sneak off towards the end of the meeting to steal data from a hotel room, it ends up being so much more than that.

An anonymous hacker group called "The Arm" has hacked the databases of almost all the secret agencies in the world and released the real names of every agent and people being actively recruited. Our heroine works a dead-end job at the lowest totem in the insurance world. She used to watch James Bond movies with her father growing up. She views this as a chance to become a secret agent. She signs up for a correspondence course to learn to be a secret agent. Her training is unconventional, but she's determined.