Liz pacheco

I never thought I’d become friends with Neeve, the stepsister I didn’t want, even though she has everything. Everything, that is, except the one thing she truly desires…which is where things went terribly wrong. Now I’m the only one who can help her, even though she doesn’t want to be rescued. But saving Neeve might cost me my freedom, my world, and even my heart. Can I bear to make that sacrifice? Do I even have the choice?

One second, Gem Hawkins is on her way to being the number one drag racer in the state, and the next, she's burying her father, a badass demon hunter. The agency calls it a fluke. The official report claims some low level demon caught him off guard while out on patrol. But Gem knows that's a lie. When the dirty Nephilim running the investigation refuses to help, Gem takes matters into her own hands.

As a college student, I spend my days in class and my evenings selling sage to PTA moms who do moon rituals to manifest better parking spaces. My best friend is a cat who likes pizza, and a “night out” includes hand delivering mysterious packages to the local “coven” of small business owners who repeatedly invite me to their meetings - clothing optional. My life is weird. But it’s not magic. Magic isn’t real. At least, that’s what I believed - right up until the moment he walks into my store.

I didn’t want to come live in the castle beside the Darkwood, and I especially didn’t want to become enemies with my stepsister Neeve. But how could I help it? She has magic, while I’m an ordinary girl. She’s the heir to the throne, while I’m an annoying afterthought since my mother married the king. And Neeve has the ability to master her emotions while I’m a re-haired disaster. She also has Thorne, the handsome guardian of the forest who tutors her in the powers that are her heritage. Even though I know he could never be mine, I can’t keep my heart from dreaming....

My name is Friday St. Salvatore and I’m what’s known as a living vampire. But just means I haven’t died yet. Once that happens...I become the real deal. Except, I’m not really sure if being undead is what I want. I like being human. Or well, humanish. Unfortunately for me, I was just kidnapped by hunters who are hell bent on playing their sick death games. Me and all the other supernaturals they gathered are just the newest trophy’s they plan to hunt - and kill - for sport. The only way out of here? To escape.

Raven may be a shifter, but she's always felt separate from her wolf. She never knew it should be different. Then, a stranger shows up in her hometown, turning her world upside down and recruiting her for the elite Bloodshed Academy. Everything she's ever known is challenged, and Raven finds herself in impossible situations. Making matters worse is the fact that one of the strongest alphas at school catches her eye. And he makes her feel things she doesn't understand. The school may only recruit the best of the best, the strongest in their world, but there's something more about Raven.

So far I have two possible fates: Die in my dorm or end up as a vampire’s slave. There is no escape out of Nocturnal Academy's prison school. Being here means I’ve lost my mother, my best friend, and my freedom - and it gets worse...Now Nocturnal Academy plans to make me into a courtesan for the vampires. Unless I get a win the chance to become the one out of 100 fae who gets to shape her own fate. Topping the Placement Tests are my only hope.

The polished metal stakes strapped to my thighs have pierced the hearts of so many vampires I’ve lost count. And after five years, I still haven’t found him - the vamp with one blue eye and one brown. The one who slaughtered my mother and left me, a child, to sit screaming in a pool of her still-warm blood. With any luck, he’ll come to me. You see, I’ve made something of a name for myself with my trade. It seems more and more of the bloodsucking bastards seek to find me every day. Each of them wanting to be the one to say they plucked the Black Rose.

I thought I had it bad - living in my dead Dad’s old hunting blind in the woods, barely staying alive on apples and ramen...that was before the storm hit and destroyed the only form of shelter I had left. Enter, Jared. The hottest - and most unavailable - guy at school. Except he wasn’t Jared when he pulled me out of the mud. He wasn’t even human. As if that wasn’t unsettling enough, when he brought me back to his cabin, I found he wasn’t alone. Another guy, one I’d only ever heard about in whispers beneath the bleachers, was there too.

Life was barely manageable after my mom was murdered three years ago. I wasn’t sure what my purpose was anymore. But then on my 21st birthday, I drank a little too much and fell from the roof of my nine-story apartment building. I died. Then...I un-died. Enter Hayden, my really bossy (and hot) guardian angel whose duty is to train me to be the next “Soldier of Light.” I’m pretty sure I’m the wrong person for this job, despite what Hayden thinks. Guess I’m stuck saving the dead.