Once upon a time, a wondrous Kingdom flourished under the reign of its proud Fae king and his family. All was not as it seemed when poisonous schemes and utter betrayal led to the downfall of an empire. Sixteen years have since passed, the lands now lay in ruin, and crime prevails despite the will of the Council. Their mission becomes clear: produce an heir and unite the Kingdom to restore its former glory.

This Omega doesn’t do drama, drugs, or hockey players. The first two for obvious reasons. The last because I don’t shit where I eat. As the daughter of the Phoenix Heat’s owner, I know better than to dip my toes into that particular pool. The league is way too small a world, and I am a drama-free zone. When my daddy strongly suggests (read: insists) I come home for a visit, how can I say no? But without my besties by my side, there’s no one to stop me from making an epicly stupid decision when I discover the Heat’s captain in a compromising position.

Nine years ago, my sister died at Firestone Academy. At least, that's what they claim. I don't believe their lies about a tragic accident. Now I've come to face the trials myself — tests that will determine which Quarter I'll serve for the rest of my days. But I have other plans. Behind these ancient walls, dark magic pulses through every stone, and three elite shadow weavers rule absolute. The Princes: Beaufort Lincoln commands shadows like breathing, his charm masking deadly intent. Dray Eros weaves darkness into deadly art, violence wrapped in seductive smiles.

The Fates had dealt me a twisted hand. After a lifetime of abuse aimed at awakening a power I never even possessed, I devoured my mother's soul. Suddenly, I was face-to-face with a father who was oblivious to my existence and burdened with the knowledge that I was the sixth soul eater in all of Kalista.

Never stop running. And no matter what, never let the world know who you really are. I’ve spent my whole life hiding. Training. Preparing. Hoping that no one will discover my secrets. What I can do. Who I am. And I’ve gotten so good at it, sometimes even I forget. Until them. The wolf pack with a ruthless reputation and a penchant for revenge. The protective fighter. The charming Brit. The shy hacker. The silent mercenary. The cruel assassin. They see more than anyone ever has before. And even with demons of their own, they give me sanctuary.

The angels came two hundred years ago with a mission to wipe out everything the pagan gods created. The humans came together to form the Coalition to hunt us for them. We disappear and end up in various places to be experimented on. I ended up in New Eden Asylum. The nuns and priests keep me in a padded room in the basement with all the deadlier supernaturals. They don't experiment on me and try to cure me like the others because I'm too dangerous to be in the same room with. I don't know how long I've been here, but I haven't seen or spoken to anyone in a very long time.

When my absentee father returns to inform me of my true heritage, the way to figuring out this new reality of being half blood-sucker is a secret paranormal University nestled in England's misty forests. It specializes in control and focus for beings like me and those whose default setting is trouble. When I step through MistHallow University's hidden gates, I'm plunged into a world of ancient power and forbidden desires. As my dormant powers awaken, so does a hunger I can't control, and I fall under the spell of four otherworldly men who give trouble a whole new meaning.

MistHallow Academy will be my sanctuary, a place to hide from my family's sinister plans for my wild magick. That was the plan, anyway. Instead, I've stumbled into a web of dark desires and deadly secrets. They're everywhere—in my classes, my dreams, my blood. Three men, each more dangerous than the last, circling me like predators stalking prey.

The Gods split the skies and rained down tyranny upon the mortal realm long ago. Ever since then, the only thing worse than being human is being of Divine Blood. For someone like me—an undocumented God child, indebted to the Underworld Assassination Guild—that means only one thing: A life in the shadows. Or so it should have been . . . until Mortal Gods Academy. Until them.

Overnight, my casual hookup turns into a psycho who leaves me battered and bruised. With no money, my nightmare gets worse when he burns my home and everything I own to the ground. So, I do what any scared, self-respecting Omega does, and run. Hiding in a new city with a fresh approach to staying alive, I keep my head down until I get caught in a crossfire. When I choose to play Good Samaritan to one man over the other, I stumble into their world.

Luna has run from the shadows for as long as she can remember, hiding from the darkness chasing her all her life. A threat that killed her parents to capture her. Tired of running, of not having anywhere to call home, she casts a spell to send the demon hunting her back to hell. Oops. Bad move. An ancient guild detects her magic and intercepts her. They want her power and give her the choice: train with them or die.

In Minatsol, being a dweller means that you are literally no better than dirt. In fact, dirt might actually be more useful than Willa. Her life will be one of servitude to the sols, the magic-blessed beings who could one day be chosen to become gods. At least her outer village is far removed from the cities of the sols, and she won’t ever be forced to present herself to them... Until one small mistake changes everything, and Willa is awarded a position to serve at Blesswood, the top sol academy in the world—a position that she definitely did not earn.

Nestled in the shadows of the Mori Forest lies The Ivy Institute. It may look like something out of a fairytale, but if the rumors are true, it’s where nightmares reign.

After spending the last three months on My Fairytale, a show that promised I'd find my future pack and finally get my happily ever after, I realized it was too good to be true. My chosen pack humiliated me in front of the world, and now the only thing I can do is outrun the spotlight. I find myself moving a few hours away, ready to start a new life. But the past isn't ready to let me go. Family is using me for their fifteen minutes, I have interviews I still have to conduct, and it's starting to feel like I'll never truly get away.

The Blackened Blade is the first in a new paranormal why-choose series. It's full of action, revenge, and five dark and damaged love interests that the FMC will not have to choose between. For mature listeners.

Once upon a time, a wondrous Kingdom flourished under the reign of its proud Fae king and his family. All was not as it seemed when poisonous schemes and utter betrayal led to the downfall of an empire. Sixteen years have since passed, the lands now lay in ruin, and crime prevails despite the will of the Council. Their mission becomes clear: produce an heir and unite the Kingdom to restore its former glory.

When my absentee father returns to inform me of my true heritage, the way to figuring out this new reality of being half blood-sucker is a secret paranormal University nestled in England's misty forests. It specializes in control and focus for beings like me and those whose default setting is trouble. When I step through MistHallow University's hidden gates, I'm plunged into a world of ancient power and forbidden desires. As my dormant powers awaken, so does a hunger I can't control, and I fall under the spell of four otherworldly men who give trouble a whole new meaning.

Being bonded to Caden Blackburn used to be all I dreamed of. Those dreams were crushed the moment this pack branded my entire bloodline traitors for challenging his father. Life in Silver Falls isn't easy. As the only packmate unable to shift, I'm considered broken. No one wants a useless mate. Especially not Caden. Imperfections don't fit within the rigid way he rules our pack as alpha. I never thought he'd look at me with anything other than fury until our bond awakens.

Shadowmoor has forged me into who I am today, and I have the mark and scars to prove it. I never thought I'd see the light again, but it seems destiny has other plans for me. My father's arrival means life as I know it is about to change. Silvercrest Academy trains and prepares the most gifted and privileged among us for their future contributions to the Monarchy. I may come from the right family, but I am a void.

I was born into this world. Power and wealth are the keys to controlling it, but they aren’t everything. They are a means to an end when it comes to protecting the people I care about. I’ve known my destiny since I was old enough to sit at the table. Everything in my life has been focused on preparing me for the future. Know your enemies, your allies, and the people in the middle you can buy. When he first appeared in my life, I had no idea who he was, but I never forgot his pretty face. While it’s been years and I barely recognize him, I can’t get enough.

I execute many roles: owner of the NHL's Carolina Reapers, CFO of Silas Tech, and genuine fan of all things professional sports. One thing I'm not? Chaotic. I've made my billions off of structure, discipline, and very little risk. So when a friend asks if bombshell romance author Daisy Lewis can shadow me for a month while researching characters for her upcoming release, I don't hesitate to say yes. I mean, she's an author, it's ninety percent typing and quiet time, right? Wrong.

The Fae are gone and the monsters reign. Lunaria was always a land full of nightmares. But when the Fae vanished without a trace, we had to make sacrifices to survive. From the ashes, the Moroi Houses rose. As the Heir to one of the most influential Houses, I’ve always known that an arranged marriage would be part of my future. One where I ruled alongside my husband as we fought to strengthen the crumbling alliances of our people. When I’m betrayed by my husband and his House, however, I return home to an uncertain future—and to both my childhood crush and my arch-nemesis.

Fae games will change you . . . but their love will ruin you. At least, that's what my mother told me. My mother had three rules: 1. Never make a bargain with a fairy. 2. Never enter the Waywoods on a hunting day. 3. Never give the High Fae princes a reason to notice you. But even when I followed all the rules, the royal fae still took my family from me. So in one night I broke all three rules, and brought the kingdom to their knees.

West Brooks stands for everything I despise. He's a meathead jock whose silence says it all: He only cares about himself and his football season. So, why can't I say no when he offers me his help? I should run the other way. I should tell him exactly what I think of him for ruining my life. Instead, I agree to his terms because he might be the only person who can get me what I want.

Bumping into my three ex-Seal one-night stands from years ago, now living next door? Yep, our fresh start just turned into a wild complication for me and my son. Life as a single mom in Lilyfield seemed simple until my past walked back in—Justin, Ben, and Mason, the men from a long-ago wild night, reappeared. Justin's tender care contrasts with his fierce passion, making every moment with him a whirlwind of emotion. Ben, with his commanding presence and protective nature, stirs something deep within me. And Mason, whose quiet strength and understanding complements the trio perfectly.

I was a fool in love once—until I learned he only wanted me for my power. I left him and found love with someone else. He retaliated by ripping out her heart. Every year my warlock ex-lover leaves me a bloody heart as a gift. A taunt and a reminder that I belong to him. But he’s forgotten that I’m the ruthless feline shifter that was hunting down my enemies long before we crossed paths. Sooner or later, it’ll be his heart I’m holding in my hand.

After a job gone wrong, I find myself in the back of a transport van on my way to the women's prison in my city. Only... We never make it there. Three canisters of knockout gas later, I'm ten thousand feet in the air with a dozen other prisoners being told to jump or die. I choose to jump. The island I land on isn't an ordinary island. The worst of the worst are put here by a private army to do the jobs normal people are too scared to do—their very own suicide squad.

Nine years ago, my sister died at Firestone Academy. At least, that's what they claim. I don't believe their lies about a tragic accident. Now I've come to face the trials myself — tests that will determine which Quarter I'll serve for the rest of my days. But I have other plans. Behind these ancient walls, dark magic pulses through every stone, and three elite shadow weavers rule absolute. The Princes: Beaufort Lincoln commands shadows like breathing, his charm masking deadly intent. Dray Eros weaves darkness into deadly art, violence wrapped in seductive smiles.

The Gods split the skies and rained down tyranny upon the mortal realm long ago. Ever since then, the only thing worse than being human is being of Divine Blood. For someone like me—an undocumented God child, indebted to the Underworld Assassination Guild—that means only one thing: A life in the shadows. Or so it should have been . . . until Mortal Gods Academy. Until them.

Sometimes being a crown prince was incredible, and sometimes you were just royally screwed. The Fenrir shifters had ruled Cadmeera successfully for thousands of years and Crown Prince Raz'mar Kinsharae was determined his reign would be as successful as his father’s. Unfortunately, no king could be crowned without bonding with an omega consort, an ancient magical ritual that had to take place first, and so far none of the omegas put forward were his bond mate.