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Beatrice Harrow was raised in seclusion, separated from the Read Kingdom and protected from the mysterious mechanisms of the other four races, but they are not as blind to her as she is to them. Even before she steps foot inside the Academy, they know her name and they know the truth about her birth. She is one of the Tainted: a mixed-breed creature with the blood of a monster, clinging to legitimacy by the genes of her human father. She is more beautiful, more powerful, and more despised than any other being in the Read Kingdom.

Gods do exist. And if the scroll in my hands says the truth, they have a secret academy where their recruits train to become demigods. I’ve done really bad things in my life, but stealing Callie’s opportunity to attend the God’s Academy? It’s got to be the worst. If Gods find out I’m a faker, what was supposed to be someone else’s gift may turn into my personal curse.

Brielle never imagined that fleeing the fiery depths would lead her to the biggest battle of her life. Lucifer is furious and he plans to make that known to the inhabitants of earth. Angel City stands on the brink of chaos, and the Fallen Army is the last line of defense against total annihilation.

She gave, we took, then I demanded more. I had my reasons, but none of them are good enough to validate what happened. I need her to forgive me, but I don’t know if I went too far this time.

After surviving foster care and a high school that breeds gang members and drug dealers, I've finally found my path to freedom: emancipation and a full ride scholarship at the ultra-exclusive Hannaford Prep. All I have to do is survive. After attracting the wrong sort of attention from the richest boy in the country, pissing off the hottest guy in school, and being humiliated in front of my favorite rock idol, I am now the target of the most popular, and cruelest, group in the freshman class.

When Emma moves to Astoria, Oregon, she is given two rules: #1 - don’t cross to “their” side of the street. #2 - don’t mess with the elites, especially Lexen Darken, top elite and resident bad boy. While she finds this both weird and insulting, Emma has no actual intention of breaking these rules - until her guardians go missing. Now all bets are off. Only a single line separates her side of the street from the elites', and she's crossing it.

Nai expected the summons to Alpha Academy, but not this year. She’s trained her entire life to lead her pack, and the elite school is where she’ll receive the elemental magic that distinguishes her as an alpha heir. But the four sexy guards sent to escort Nai are not only early - they’re her sworn enemies. Then when she arrives at Alpha Academy, the alpha king is not happy to see her. And if that isn’t enough, mysterious magical marks pop up on her skin, outcast shifters keep attacking the school, and someone is trying to kill her.

As the daughter of two of the most recognizable rock stars of all time, Lyric Sinclair has seen it all. After a childhood spent in the limelight, this omega prefers comfy patterned pajamas, quietly donating her time, and nights spent in with her beta boyfriend. When fate and bad luck intervene, Lyric does what she always does. She runs, hoping all her problems magically disappear. Unfortunately for Lyric, she runs straight into old hurts, ugly truths, and hard facts. Lyric must accept reality. You can't run forever, and you can't hide from who you are.

All I wanted was to keep my head above water. To survive long enough to hit my 18th birthday so I could escape the nightmare that my homelife had become. But all of that was turned upside down the moment they showed up. The best friend from my past. The surly brooder. The kindhearted nerd. The king of campus. The dark one.

He's gone, and the worst part is, I don't know if he's dead or alive. I dealt with the curse. I picked my side. The hellish nightmare that I woke up to when I discovered I was a Watcher should be over, but it's not. Weeks have passed with no sign of Gage, and I can't seem to move on, but a war is brewing, and wallowing is no longer an option. With the ruler of the Netherworld after me, my new mission not only affects one realm, but all of them. Save my mom. Save the souls. Save the world. No pressure.

Moving to a new town to start college, where I can try to be normal. Or at least pretend I am. I’m willing to fake it, because I’m tired of trying to get better. Tired of spilling my guts to doctors and therapists to understand why I’ve heard voices since I was a child.

Maisey thought the worst thing to happen to her was insta-shaming or a midnight shift at the Crab Shack. Until she got dragged into the world of the gods. Or, more specifically, the world of one very annoying, bad at sarcasm, sex on legs titan. Cronus was everything she never knew she wanted, or needed, in her life. And then, he just left. Left her alone, with no idea what's happening to the world, what's happening with the sins.

I accepted my terrible fate until I met them. Three very different, alluring men. Silver, the brutal silver fox, who thrives on solving problems, and helped me get rid of a body. Alec, the intelligent golden retriever, who will do anything for me, even get his hands dirty. And Miller, the mysterious billionaire stalker with scars and tattoos, whose haunted past mirrors my own. With one month remaining until my life truly is no longer my own, I realize I must choose between my life or my mother’s.

Beatrice Harrow grew up in a world where there wasn’t a single place that she belonged, but the world is changing. Now, there is an entire kingdom and an actual ghost—with possible bad intentions—under her care, and she doesn’t know what to do with either of them. Exiled and separated from her friends, she finds herself swept up in the politics of her unwanted kingdom, with mysterious forces working against her at every turn. It will not be long until the whisperings of war on the horizon become a reality, but the question remains …Where will she stand?

As the second youngest Ravage brother, I’ve spent my entire adult life rectifying our tainted family name and keeping my urges behind closed doors. Until my best friend’s little sister shows up at The Hunt ready to play, and I lose control. I tell myself it’s just a taste. Except, with her, I should’ve known a single taste wouldn’t be enough. And then the good girl I’ve known most of my life drops to her knees. For me. From that moment on, I knew she would only ever be one thing. Mine.

My magic runs ice cold. I am Judgement. I’ve gone from human to witch...to now Coven member. It’s amazing, awesome, and entirely overwhelming. I’m scared out of my mind right now. I shouldn’t be, I know that. I finally have real magic.

After being exiled from the only home I’d ever known, I swore to never return. So, when a distractingly handsome and alluring fae shows up asking me to do just that, my answer is "no". Except once I discover the identity of his enemy, I find myself pulled into a battle I thought I’d never fight. One that forces me to face a few of my own demons and makes me second guess every choice I’ve made since meeting Finn Barlow.

Maddison James learned a lot about life last year. Only important stuff, of course. Like how to breathe under water, how to turn an arrow into a weapon, and how to fall in love. Asher Locke. The one who stole her heart. The one who showed her the truth of her past and...hopefully her future. Now, it's just time for them to live happily ever after. Only the gods have different plans. And with Atlantis rising, Maddi isn't sure she'll survive long enough to even finish her second year, let alone have any sort of future.

Teach magic, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. Yeah, well, they’re dirty rotten liars. When I told Tennessee we needed to have more schools than just Edenburg I thought they’d assign appropriate people to the task. Ya know, like actual adults. Not a sixteen year old who still has to finish high school herself. But then Tennessee became Coven Leader, and my great idea came back to bite me in the ass.

Imagine witnessing your mother’s brutal murder. Imagine not being able to remember a single thing about what happened, even though you were there. It doesn’t matter how hard I try: I. Can’t. Remember! I was just a small boy when it happened. I must have tried to defend her because I have the scars that prove it. My wounds should have healed completely. They didn’t. My scars are my constant reminder of what the Moones did...what they took away from us. My mother died in agony. A piece of my father died along with her.