Sarah Metcalf

They wanted power in order to bring peace, but power has terrible consequences. Migo has become something different. After all, the best way to defeat a monster, is to become one, but he still doesn't know if this will give him enough power to save Katsi.

Nothing exciting happens at Peterson Cremation Services–exactly how Gideon prefers it. All his life, he has seen things–scary and bizarre visions that weren’t really there. Working the night shift at the crematorium and days at Sheryl's Shell Shack lets him keep his head down and ignore the strange world around him. The last time Gideon reacted to one of his hallucinations, he ended up in a psychiatric hold. He can’t let anything like that happen again–it would break his mother’s heart.

Migo sets out to discover the truth behind his father's murderer, but a shaman seer intervenes, and Katsi unwittingly ends up foiling Migo's plans. Somebody has been trying to pit them against each other to continue the bloody war. Instead, they team up to find out who is working against them, but the secret runs deep, and the cost is greater than either of them could have imagined.

A cryptic message from the Great Mother sends Sophie on a mission to uncover her own dark past. This quest will lead her on a journey to the Queen Maeve’s former stronghold on Earth. Sophie soon discovers the shocking truth about her erased history and the destiny that awaits her.

Sophie has come back home to try and come to grips with her new reality: She’s a Fae, not human, and her memories have been stolen. Oh, and she’s a shard–a fractured piece of...someone. All Sophie knows is that the "someone" she used to be angered the Fae queen, who then split her into five separate beings and scattered them on earth. But why? And why take their memories?

Welcome to the Mythical town of Murias–a quaint little town in Cascadia, where fairy-tale creatures quietly live among humans. When a series of unsolved and bizarre murders occurs, it threatens to expose the Mythicals in town. And the timing couldn’t be worse: Murias’ Hunter's Moon Festival–Cascadia’s largest Mythical event–is less than a week away.

You'd think that life would finally be dealing Mack Smith a kind hand. Living in London and with the opening of the new and improved city version of Clava Books mere days away, things appear to be settling down. Other than the terrible nightmares about dragons, that is. Or the fact that she's being constantly tailed by a string of mages, shifters, and faeries, all of whom are constantly demanding her attention. And that's without even bringing the temptation of Corrigan, Lord Alpha of the Brethren, into the equation.

I’ve coveted a lot of valuables in my life. Magic was never one of them. My plan was to spend my days on a little team-building, a headquarters’ renovation, and an overdue date with a smoking-hot shifter. Instead, I’m stuck learning to wield a magic as unpredictable as my nature. As the first known shifter witch hybrid, my sexy alpha werewolf isn't the only one pressuring me to join ranks. The local coven is determined to get me under control. With their rules and rituals, they're worse than a supernatural H.O.A. Too bad, I'm allergic to being told what to do.

Mack begins her training at the mages' academy in the hope that, by complying, the stasis spell will be lifted from her old friend Mrs. Alcoon. However, once there, she finds herself surrounded by unfriendly adults and petulant teenagers, the majority of whom seem determined to see her fail. Feeling attacked on all fronts, Mack finds it harder and harder to keep a rein on her temper. Forced to attend anger management classes and deal with the predatory attentions of Corrigan, the Lord Alpha of the shapeshifter world, her emotions start to unravel.

Turns out, the only difference between a felony and acquisitions is who’s bankrolling my heist. I’m about to go from scrounging up enough tip money to make rent to pulling six figures. I’ll finally put those years stealing for my old alpha to good use. Only this time, I’ll be the one calling the shots. My crew. My way. When a witch starts dabbling in forbidden magic, the Enclave sends me after the demon artifact fueling her power. The job should be simple, except they can’t point me to the culprit or tell me what I’m after.