The dark fae are being hunted, killed, wiped from the planet like a virus. No one seems to be willing to stand up for them. Rayne would’ve been the leader we needed, but now there’s only me. And I might not be charming or sophisticated, but I know how to bring my enemies to their knees. My men seem unwilling to walk away from me, even though all logic says they should. Dwade, Bron, and Lucius are fae royalty. They could have anyone or anything. So why pursue a woman who could only ever bring them pain? 

My life is a giant crap pile with a cherry thrown on top. I'm an immortal woman cursed to kill people with just a glance. And now I've been kidnapped by three mouthwateringly sexy gargoyles, who I'm pretty sure want me dead. But it gets better...While I'm trying to make the best of being a prisoner, guarded by yummy eye-candy, I'm also being dragged on a dangerous mission...I think I'm not just risking my life this time, I'm risking my heart. And that's one thing that even monsters fear.

Being the daughter of a wraith means that death is in my veins. It also means that just because I happen to be found around a lot of dead bodies doesn't mean I'm a serial killer. But try to get the jackass Supernatural Enforcers to believe that. The thing is, I can't tell them what I am, because according to the paranormal world, I'm an "abomination" that would need to be killed. So, I have no good excuse for all the crime scene appearances.

Having powerful magic that draws you to your fated mate isn't all it's cracked up to be...at least, not when there are five to choose from. I was happy living my simple human life, but as a halfling, I can only pretend to be normal for so long. I never had any interest in attending the High Fae Academy for Gifted Supernaturals, but avoidance can only get you so far when you possess the ability to control all five of the earth's elements.

After my plane was sabotaged and crashed into the jungle, I rescued five male survivors from the wreckage. I could have let them die, but no, I decided to pull their stupid carcasses from the wreckage. I’m immortal, not a monster. Yes, they’re hot; now is not the time to do something about that. The five sexy jaguar-shifters are on a mission to locate someone, a rare phoenix-shifter. Phoenix, the legendary creature, reborn every time it dies. Wait…could they be looking for me? It doesn’t matter since they walked away and left me to die in the Amazon rainforest. 

Betrayed by the MC he once loved, mourning the brutal murder of his wife, Joe "Hammer" Holder is just trying to hang on to the pieces of his life. He swore he would never fall in love again--until Meia. Meia belongs to another man--a human trafficker with unlimited political connections and power, who ensures her loyalty by holding someone she loves in his grasp. Love is not part of Meia's destiny--until Hammer.

The Academy of Six has just never seen a monster as terribly mundane as Izara Castillo. And that is a dangerous problem. She has four semesters to not only understand her supernatural abilities, but harness them as well. Everything at the Academy is a disaster, from inter-dimensional travels through hell to the other hell they like to call "Gym".

From the moment I scent her, I have to have her underneath me. The human female spins and runs straight into my chest. “Oh!” she says but then she stops, frozen as she stares up at me. “Hi.” I, too, am stopped in place. This female is nothing like the others I have seen. She is petite, with long flowing black hair. Her features are as foreign to me as any humans, but for some reason I find her face pleasing. 

The complete Endgame trilogy.

I never thought in a million years that the bones would choose me. The power, the magic, was supposed to go to someone else in the family. I was counting on it. But now my Grammy Ruby is gone, and here the bones sit on my kitchen table. I thought bitter relatives would be my biggest problem. But I’ve barely had time to find a familiar before trouble comes a-knocking. The kind that possesses smoldering green eyes and a smile that can turn any woman dumb. His name is Rogan Kendrick, and he’s certain that someone is hunting down and taking my kind. According to him, I’m next.

From the moment I scent her, I have to have her underneath me. The human female spins and runs straight into my chest. “Oh!” she says but then she stops, frozen as she stares up at me. “Hi.” I, too, am stopped in place. This female is nothing like the others I have seen. She is petite, with long flowing black hair. Her features are as foreign to me as any humans, but for some reason I find her face pleasing. Before I can think better of it, my tongue sneaks out over my lips to scent my surroundings.

Eight years ago, my family was betrayed by those closest to us. Now we’re back in Sabine Valley, staging our return during the feast of Lammas, where I step into the ring and ensure we’re given what we’re owed. Who we’re owed. Our enemies send their seven best warriors against me. With each victory, I win a Bride for each of my brothers. And for me? I’m saving the best for last. My Bride is Harlow, the woman claimed by the man I used to call friend - the one responsible for our exile. Eli.

For years, I’ve watched her - followed her, stalked her. At first, it was about protecting her, keeping her safe and out of harm's way. Then it became a full-blown obsession. I vowed to never touch her again, to protect her from everyone, including myself. But when enemies lurking in the shadows threaten to take all that away, I know I’ll do anything to keep my butterfly safe...even if it means betraying the only family I’ve ever known. 

For years, I've been kept prisoner by my uncle, hidden like a piece of trash in the basement of his house. Beaten, broken, neglected, and hated by him for reasons I can't even understand. But one night, on the back roads of rural Montana, I see a chance for escape. And I take it. I run...straight into the arms of a naked man. No. Not a man. A wolf.

Detective Rainey Astor walks a dangerous line between the human and supernatural worlds. As a vampire hunter, she's a formidable opponent, having killed hundreds of their kind. Yet, when her latest foray into the supernatural world goes terribly wrong, she finds herself rescued by the very creature she's vowed to kill. Elijah Hawthorne is unlike any vampire Rainey has ever met. His sexy-as-hell exterior hides a tortured soul seeking redemption. Rainey knows she should avoid him at all costs, but fate has other plans.