The blinding light of Heaven is no salvation. Its white walls, my prison. Its gate, the entrance to my cell. But I don’t belong here. I never have. Four archangels took me from my bed at the Convent of Heavenly Christos. They chained my hands and feet and carried me on their broad backs, with mammoth wings beating the air into submission. They brought me here, because of a secret I cannot remember. A secret so powerful it’ll start a war between Heaven and Hell. So, I do the only thing I can - I run.

Spell-slinger. Vampire-slayer. Magical albino ferret-rescuer. Meet Jacqueline Denna Knight, the best wizard detective in the city. Jax turns vampires to ash and pain into magic. She also has a knack for finding things. So, when a distraught - and obscenely wealthy - elf calls Jax at midnight to hire her for an intriguing job, she grabs the opportunity with both hands. But what Jax doesn’t know is that this case is going to unravel her life.

A human, a hellhound, and an archangel walk into a bar...sounds like the first line to a joke, right? Only it's no joke. It's my damned life. Witches are running riot. Shifters are on the hunt. Demons are eating humans. There's a new drug on the street. Sigil is dark and deadly to the paranormal kind, opening up their second sight, urging them to maim, torture, and kill. And the bodies are piling up. 

Ever sent a letter to the wrong person by mistake? I did, when I was eight years old, and then I was visited by the Lord of Hell himself. But there was no real mistake. Not then when I was just a kid, and not now that I’m a woman. I wanted a puppy for Christmas. And a puppy is what I got. Only, Melkor, son of the Lord of Hell’s finest hellhound warrior, was given to me not as a gift, but as a guardian. And when Melkor goes missing, I’m given the only option a best friend has.

When firefighter Rory lays eyes on fire-watcher Edith, he instantly knows she’s the one. His fated mate. Now, to win her heart, he just has to protect her from: 1. A raging wildfire (actually, she’s already got that covered, thanks). 2. The lightning-throwing invisible monster that started it (um, the what?). 3. Killer bunnies (don't even ask). 4. The appalling matchmaking attempts from his crew of misfit shifters (not only is this guy scorching hot, but his dog is adorable too. And...weirdly smart?). 5. His own animal need to claim her. Now.

Orphaned and sold to a harsh master, Lera's life is about mucking stalls, avoiding her master's advances, and steering clear of the mystical forest separating the mortal and fae worlds. Only fools venture into the immortal realms, and only dark rumors come out... Until four powerful fae warriors appear at Lera's barn. River, Coal, Tye, and Shade have waited a decade for their new fifth to be chosen, the wounds from their quint brother's loss still raw. But the magic has played a cruel trick, bonding the four immortal warriors to... a female. A mortal female. 

There’s a smokin’ hot dead guy locked in my garden shed. That part’s bad enough. But now, he’s trying to get out...Growing up, my father always told me that I’d come to a bad end, just like my mom did when I was a kid. Hearing that kind of shit when you’re little eventually gets to a girl, but I can’t say I ever expected my "bad end" to involve an angry vampire with a severe case of iron deficiency and a panty-melting English accent.

Three months shy of her 18th birthday, Ness is forced to return to Colorado. Even though it's been six years, and the wolves of her all-male pack don't recognize her, she recognizes them. People who shun others because of their gender are hard to forget. Especially Liam Kolane - son of Heath, the crudest and cruelest Alpha to have ruled the Boulder Pack. Liam is as handsome as he is infuriating, as kind as he is punishing, and he makes Ness's traitorous heart race, which isn't good. After all, he's a Kolane. Like father like son, right?

An accident of birth holds the future of a nation. Meet Kalena. Taken under the Empire’s Second Born rule, she is now a part of the Hatar Kalar, the Emperor’s flying corps. Being paired with a large, feathered carnivore is not all it’s cracked up to be, and Kalena and her new Hatar partner find themselves embroiled in affairs way beyond their pay grade. Ice Tigers, enemy nations, internal strife, and the fate of an Empire are now balanced precariously on Kalena’s shoulders, and she has no idea which way it will fall.

My name is Lexi Cameron, and until three weeks ago, I thought I was human. It was all a lie. I’m a demon, and I’m signed up to attend The Demon Academy. I soon find out it’s the darkest, cruelest school around, and not many survive a full year, let alone three. Welcome to DA, where, unless you are a high demon, you can expect to be treated like trash.

Unfortunately, not all people from magical bloodlines have powers, and at 22, I’m several years past the age they usually appear. So I’ve resigned myself to a boring, magic-less life. Then something strange happens. I get stuck in the middle of a bar fight, and instead of just punching the guy back, I blow a hole in the wall. So...I guess I do have powers. But they’re unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. This shit is definitely not normal. And it seems the magical authorities agree. I can go to school, learn to control my magic. Or they’ll take it away. Permanently.

A bloody ritual left my sister in a coma. I’m going to get her back. It’s been two years, 17 days, and 12 hours since I discovered my sister’s body surrounded by witchcraft and black magic. She’s barely kept alive by machines - and if I can’t pay the bill this month, the mages at Fallen Oaks will pull the plug. So when my ex-employer shows up at my door with a possible cure, it’s tempting to slip back into my role as a killer for hire. One job, he tells me, and I could have the answers I need to save Cat for good.

So apparently my mom was a witch. And not just a witch, but a witch who turned bad. My poor, sweet, normal dad wanted me to have a good college experience. Instead I get a magical offer I literally can't refuse, from the world's most elite school for warlocks. Warlocks. As in guy witches. Even though I definitely have lady parts, somehow I ended up at a warlock school to learn the gentlemanly arts (which are a lot more badass than, ahem, lady magic). 

The Academy of Six has just never seen a monster as terribly mundane as Izara Castillo. And that is a dangerous problem. She has four semesters to not only understand her supernatural abilities, but harness them as well. Everything at the Academy is a disaster, from inter-dimensional travels through hell to the other hell they like to call "Gym".

I’m engaged to a stranger, a man - dragon. If I don’t marry him, I’m as good as dead. I’ve been hiding all my life. Unlike the rest of my once powerful family, I have no magic. The immortal monster that ate them all, still hunts me. And my grandmother thinks that the only way to save me from the monster is to marry me to another monster: a dragon. I know what he truly wants: access to my family’s power. I don’t play those games. It’s better to run from a monster, than to marry one. I’m no dragon’s treasure. Even if my heart wishes otherwise.