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They say fire rained from the sky for seven days signaling the arrival of the monsters. They say humanity fought hard to beat them. They say the celestials saved us. They say a lot of things. Me? I deal in the present. In scouting for useful things and keeping my team alive outside the protective walls of our base. I might not have a fancy monster-killing blade like the Sweepers do, but I've avoided getting my face eaten off so far, so I call that a win. But when my base is taken by monsters, my scout skills are the only thing standing between imminent demise and survival.

Nothing brightens up a Monday like finding out you're the spawn of Satan. The big bad is dead and now Satan's spawn must fight for the Morningstar throne. I'm tossed into the ring, whether I want to be there or not. I'm mostly human, a hunter by trade, and totally outmatched by my half siblings. The chance I'll survive these tests and claim the throne is slim. Then someone starts assassinating my siblings. It's only a matter of time until I'm next.

A Reaper who doesn’t reap is like a custard donut without the custard. Pointless. Between getting my ass kicked by Azazel in the training room, avoiding Conah, and verbally sparing with Mal, I’m beginning to get a feel for what it means to be a Dominus Reaper. The guys might not think I’m ready to get out and do my job, but I have a team of reapers relying on me, and I’m not about to let them down. Leadership? No problem. Teamwork? Bring it. It’s time to jump into the fray.

The last thing I expected from death was a second chance. I've been altered and now I'm a threat to Morningstar. If the forces working against me have their way, then I'll be dying again, and this time, they'll be no coming back. The clock is ticking, and I'm not sure I'll be able to get out of this situation alive. Hidden truths, secrets, and lies surround me. I hate all three. It's time to pull back the veil and reveal what's lurking behind it.

Your dead are our business. Got a loved one who’s passed? Want to ask your dead aunt where she hid that elusive will? Head over to Necro city and look no further than Soul Savers Inc. One day the world was normal, and the next, it was filled with ghosts. And then the reapers came. Blood-sucking hot dudes with wings and wicked scythes. They took control, and now we have a system. Now we have Necro city, the hub of all things untethered.

For Carmella Hunter, a witch blood with practically no magick, being surrounded by powerful friends has taken its toll. For once it would be nice to be the one doing the saving. Stuck in a dead-end job in Piccadilly's favorite bakery, Carmella spends her days making cinnamon rolls and her evenings feeding the homeless, all the while dreaming of making a difference. One huge pastry order for the Covens annual meet and an attack of flu germs leaves Carmella delirious with a fever - too delirious to avoid a fateful bargain with a djinn named Paimon.

There's no place for a half blood at the gargoyle table. I've been a shameful secret all my life. Shunned by my pureblood gargoyle father to keep up appearances. But it never mattered because I had Romi. My half-brother. My best friend. My true family. Until death took him from me. They say it was an accident. I say that's bull. They're hiding something, and the only way to get to the truth is to step into Romi's world. Stonehaven Academy is where Romi worked with his elite guard to hone the next generation of warriors, and it's where I'll find my answers.

I’ve made it my mission to be useful to my pack. As pack enforcer, I’m fast and strong, but when the time comes to bond with my mate, it isn’t enough. Rejection means lone wolf status and isolation from the pack. But when a package arrives with an unexpected inheritance, the pack that wants to shun me suddenly has a new use for me. Turns out, I’m the proud owner of a house in mysterious territory, rumored to be home to a pack of beautifully twisted shifters. Hawthorne Cove is impregnable to Lycans, but not to a half-human like me.

The devastating attack on the cadets has the academy in lockdown, and with betrayal coming from within our ranks, my circle of trust grows smaller. The only panacea to my grief is the promise of vengeance against the graynite alpha. I’ll need to pass the elite trial and obtain the power needed to take him down. But the path to justice is never smooth, and as more secrets and lies are revealed, I’m forced to realise that everything is about to change.

The relic keeping the taint at bay has fractured and it’s all my fault. As the fractures grow, it’s only a matter of time before the taint breaks free. There’s only one solution. Find the Dagda and beg him to fix what I broke. I’m about to enter a race against time. If I fail, the world as we know it will pay the price.

Everything I thought I knew about my world has been shattered. The only constant are the four Monsters keeping me and my people safe. My only comfort in my grief is Bastian, the last of my team. And our only certainty is that we need to find the pieces of the relic and put it back together. As Shem and I work together, I find myself dropping my guard around him. He's lethal, single-minded, and unyielding, and he's the only one that can help me put my world back to rights. But the road won't be easy, and trust comes at a cost.

When the path to victory passes through Hell, all you can do is put on your walking boots. Shem's actions ripped out my heart, but they also bought us time to find the final relic piece. I'm at a loss as to where to look until an encounter with a powerful being promises answers and aid. All I need to do is find my way to Gehenna, the place humans know as Hell. As paths diverge and new goals are set, I know in my heart that this is our last chance to put our world to rights. Our last chance to make Shem's sacrifice count.

Sacrifices are acceptable when you're not the one making them. With Arty's life hanging in the balance, nothing else matters. Until it does. The rift in the abyss is opening. The world as we know it is about to end, and it turns out, I'm the only one who can stop it. It's time to face the ultimate truth. It's finally time to face Fate head on.

Satan's killer found a way past my defenses and into my heart. He stole something valuable from me and that theft could cost me something even dearer. I'll have to race against time to stop him, and if I fail then our whole world could fall. I can't let that happen. Not on my watch.

When an unexpected betrayal steals our sanctuary, only unity will save us. I trusted Michael and he betrayed us. With our sanctuary destroyed, we're on the run. Again. Shem and his watchers' step into the role of protectors once again but keeping a whole colony safe topside won't be easy. New threats stalk both day and night. The rules have changed. Time is running out. And for some of us, this journey will be the end of the road.

There’s a darkness inside me, and it wants to be known. Sometimes there’s a cost to survival, and I’m about to discover mine.

The Powers that rule Morningstar believe death is a game, and my siblings and I are the unwilling players. The only way to be free is it to destroy the ascension contracts. So, I'm headed into the demon realm to convince the princes to do just that. I won't be going alone. I'll have Artimus as a guide, a bodyguard provided by the Duke of Flame, and my siblings. I know we can do this.

When the tiniest slip can unleash the darkness, every choice matters. The taint is about to make her final play. I just wish she wasn't holding all the cards.

Lilith’s invitation to the Underealm has thrown us for a loop. Impossible to hide from danger if danger has ordered an audience. It’ll be the wedding of the century, an alliance bringing peace to the Underealm, but if Lilith recognises who I am, it could be the end of me. Thank goodness for Cora and her plan - smoke and mirrors and deception.

Our enemy almost trapped us. We were lucky to get away, and now it’s our turn to lay a trap for them. The truth about the graynites isn't the story we were told. And now, if we’re to survive, we must weave a story of our own. Lies and subterfuge will be our weapons, so ensuring we have the right allies is paramount. Only a select few can be trusted with the truth. The road ahead is shrouded with uncertainty. The only thing we can be sure of is the present, and I’m determined to spend that time with my mate. But how can I bask in joy when my happiness breaks another goyle’s heart?