I always wanted supernatural powers. What I didn't anticipate is that uncovering them would mean dealing with a whole host of "otherworldly" problems. For starters, I'm pretty sure the house I'm living in is haunted. Either that or I'm losing my mind. Secondly, I'm going to a college for supernaturals with zero ideas on what powers I possess. But someone higher up must know something, or I wouldn't be here. Right? Everywhere I go, new secrets are emerging. Like, the fact that I went missing when I was a kid and I don't remember a thing. And this ancestral home...it has secret rooms.

Who said finding the remaining five protectors was going to be easy? As it turns out, it's going take more than I ever thought possible. It's going to take an oracle with some kick-ass gifts and a plan to even locate him or her. I just hope I can do it before its too late. The Final Five is a bridge novelette spanning across Carissa Andrews' fiction worlds of Oracle and the upcoming world from Awakening bridging the two together.

I could have lived out the rest of my days blissfully ignorant of the underground supernatural world. After all, being over 40, getting a divorce, and starting over is nuts enough. But instead, I was bitten by a dying alpha, and now I'm inadvertently thrust into the middle of his divided werewolf pack and their civil war. It's basically me and my ex, but with more death and mayhem, if that's even possible. With new powers emerging and the urge to shift imminent, I'm being forced to make some tough decisions. To make matters worse, I'm falling for the pack's sexy omega.

If you love magic and witches, you’ll love the mysteries of Samhain, the horror of vampires, and the earthy wonder of the Green Man and the Raven King!

It was my freshman year when my best friend introduced me to the spring festival in Hawthorne University. I was studying for finals, but she said everyone, absolutely everyone, goes to Beltane. Because Hawthorne is weird. Men in red paint jumped flames. Ladies in white dresses with lovely flower garlands awaited the May Queen. But none of that interested me—until I decorated a tree with a super cute guy. We danced around the tree and had so much fun. But then I saw fire. And within the flames were disturbing images. Even with the spark between me and my new stranger, it had to end.

Meet Harlow Torrent, part-time journalist and full-time Slip Witch and her crazy witch family in this ten-book cozy mystery box set.

One day, I'm married, living in the triangle, and working as a head nurse at one of the country's best hospitals. The next, I've shed a 175 pounds of idiot and find myself encountering ghosts, dragons, and pixies while taking care of a sick patient. Losing my sanity didn't seem like the worst thing to happen since I moved back home with my mom and nana.

When angels fell from the sky to war with the demons that ravaged Earth, their combined powers infected humanity. Now, the humans are assigned one of two fates, being either demon-gifted or angel-blessed. After wings sprout from Brielle's back at her awakening ceremony, she's sure she's an angel-blessed celestial. It's not until she sees black wings that she realizes something is terribly wrong.

Home is dangerous. I could deal with the implosion of my law career if it weren't for the frightening growth of my paranormal "gifts". Moving back in with my folks has its perks, and working with my uncle at his law firm in our sleepy Southern town is excellent for honing my litigation skills. I'm grateful for the summer to form April's life plan 2.0. It would be an idyllic mini vacation visiting with the people I love most if it weren't for the return of the voices. The spirits are always more assertive at home.

When Glasgow law student David Hunter survives a mysterious attack, he discovers he's a descendant of a long line of witches known as Dream Dancers. Thrust into a hidden world of magic, government conspiracies, and perilous quests, David must master his newfound abilities to protect the mystical Akashic Records—the key to humanity's past, present, and future. Alongside the fiery Jessica Campbell, wise Aunt Gen, and the underworld creature Terence, they face malevolent forces aiming to manipulate reality.

The ability to see the ghosts of homicide victims has always been more burden than gift and, for 20-year-old Sullivan, it's never been heavier. As the storm of the century pummels the city, he finds himself sucked into a mystery, struggling to decipher clues from a ghost intent on saving a missing teenage girl. With time running out, Sullivan races to fulfill the ghost's desperate quest, a path that will take him into a world of witchcraft, dark secrets, and murder.

Rule number one: Don’t piss off the dragon - or Sugar. When Katie Bishop is asked to join an elite Savannah society that guards the city against all the supernatural riffraff that blows into town on a regular basis, she can’t refuse. Especially when the city’s latest threat has targeted her to help it escape from an ancient book it’s been imprisoned in for more than a century.

Finding my husband in bed with another woman was not how I planned to start my day. Or homeless the next minute. And broke. So, when a job comes my way from The Twilight Hotel—a paranormal hotel in midtown Manhattan that serves as a sanctuary and residence—I take it. Cue in tattooed, sexy as sin, grumpy restaurant owner Valen who can’t do drama or high-maintenance women. The problem? He’s cruel and dangerous. And he’s hiding something.

For 18-year-old Gemma, life has never been normal. Up until recently, she has been incapable of feeling emotion. And when she's around Alex, the gorgeous new guy at school, she can feel electricity that makes her skin buzz. Not to mention the monsters that haunt her nightmares have crossed over into real life. But with Alex seeming to hate her and secrets popping up everywhere, Gemma's life is turning into a chaotic mess. Things that shouldn't be real suddenly seem to exist.

My name is Saraphina Proctor...and that’s the only thing I can remember. I woke up alone, surrounded by darkness with no memory. No one here knows who I am, I don’t fit any of the missing persons reports, and the doctors can’t find a single thing wrong with me…my memory…my life…they’re just…gone. But something lurks in the shadows in Salem, watching me…waiting.