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Blaise wasn't supposed to be the villain. She was supposed to charm the prince, the male she'd loved for years. That was all the potion was supposed to do—give her another face, and only for a few hours. All so she could prove the prince loved her. Except Blaise got more than she bargained for, and instead of a beauty potion, she's now infected with a magical parasite who takes control of her body every full moon. A parasite who would rather take control permanently.

Rome’s dark passion. Connor’s innocence. Bastian’s betrayal. My vengeance. If the vampire court thought I’d be less of a threat like this, they were dead wrong. Because now I’m pissed. They turned me into a monster, bound my brother to the most vicious vampire in the clan, and tore away my last shred of hope. It’s too late to save myself. It’s too late to save Nathan. All that’s left is to make them pay for what they did to us.

They broke the bond. But they didn’t break me. Although they left me with a gaping hole in my chest, Kian, Malix, and Frost did me a favor when they shattered our bond and left me alone in the mountains. For a moment there, I'd started to trust them. For a moment, I'd started to believe they could be changed — that I wouldn’t need to kill them to keep them from carrying out their dark mission. I'd started to believe there was something real between us.

It’s about so much more than the bond now. Gavriel has taken one of the men I love, and he’s about to learn an important lesson. Never piss off a succubus. This is the final book in the Fallen University trilogy, a reverse harem romance with a slightly snarky heroine and four sexy, supernatural men. It includes cursing, mild violence, and lots of steam.

After the initial shock of being soul seared to a stranger, Creed and I realize the universe might know what it's doing after all. As the two realms unite and initial relationships are made, the news of our mating breeds more than salacious curiosity throughout Dornte—it ignites hope.

The quint is aligned, and as much as I hoped life would simplify once the five of us mated...it's a big "Hells no" on that. Don't get me wrong, the guys are great, with me, with each other. Sexy sparks are flying in every direction and having a front-row seat is enough to ignite me into flames - even if I wasn't a mythical firebird. Now we need to get ahead of the chaos coming at us. Open the portal. Unite the realms. Everyone lives happily ever after. But not everyone is as on board as they pretend. Who do we trust? Who's working against us?

With news of my fiery resurrection spreading through fae communities like wildfire, all eyes fall on me. Am I ready for the battles to come? Um...no, not even close. If only my destiny was as simple as sorting out the horizontal hijinks of four scorching hot mates. That I could handle. With a rogue fae contingent pulling strings behind the scenes, my life in danger, and a mysterious Black Knight plotting, the only thing keeping my crazy train in the station is faith that the magic that put me and my guardians together chose us for a reason.

With five very different personalities bound by the universe, it's no surprise "aligning our quint" isn't as easy as I hoped. Still, when all the life and death obstacles hit us, it's musketeer time - all for one and one for all. Do we have the juice to pull it together and unite the realms? Um...no one seems to agree on that. The one thing that everyone is straight on, though, is that the corruption in the upper levels of the Fae Concealment Office must be rooted out and stopped.

Can this skeptical player let down his guard long enough to let love into his life, or is this forbidden romance a train wreck in the making? Ryan James doesn’t believe in love. It’s a truth he learned early in life. A truth he carried with him into adulthood. He broke his golden rule one time, but Myndi trampled all over his heart, cementing his belief that love is a lie and not worth the effort. Until Summer Petersen comes crashing into his world, threatening to knock down his walls with her tempting body and sunny, sweet personality.

When I moved to New York after a bad divorce, I planned to reinvent myself. I just had no idea the "new me" would be a vampire. Or that the three (yes, three!) vampires who turned me would be the hottest, most frustrating men I’d ever met. Now, creepy shadow monsters are stalking me, and I don’t know why. But teaming up with these dangerously sexy brothers may be my best chance for survival, even though being around them does weird things to my heart.

My plan to tear apart the Vampire Clan of Baltimore from the inside worked. Maybe a little too well. Now lines have been drawn in the sand, and a battle is brewing. The wrinkly old bastard Tyresius has declared war on me and everyone I care about, and he’s planning to let vampires run rampant all over Baltimore...unless we find a way to stop him.

I’ve dedicated my life to slaying vampires. Now I’m about to offer up my blood. When my brother gets into some serious trouble with the Vampire Clan of Baltimore, there’s only one thing I can do to save his ass. I decide to offer myself up as a blood tribute, infiltrate their underground palace, and find a way to get him out. But playing the part of a simpering blood bag is harder than I expected, especially when my first impulse is to put a stake through the heart of every vamp I meet.

Everything changed the night I ran from Uncle Clint. And everything changed again the night he tracked me down. The four alphas who’ve each claimed me as their mate kept their promise to protect me. They came for me. They saved me. For one beautiful, blissful moment, the five of us were united, joined more closely than I’ve ever been with anyone. And then, in the space of a single heartbeat, my world turned upside down.

My false uncle’s last words still haunt me, echoing in my mind even as we bury his body. He lied to me my whole life, but I don’t think he was lying about this. There’s someone out there who poses an even greater threat to me than Clint did. And if my men and I are going to have a chance of facing down that enemy and surviving, I need to find a way to make peace between the two halves of myself.

My vampire men and I are stronger together. At least, we’re supposed to be. The weird sisters got what they came for - a magical object that puts them one step closer to unleashing hell on earth. The cowardly king Carrick refuses to fight, which means it’s up to me and my men to stop them. But after the attack on the Penumbra, I’m not sure I can. Malcolm is missing, and without him by my side, nothing feels right. Somehow, these three lethally gorgeous vampire brothers have become like three parts of my soul, as necessary to my survival as the air I breathe.

I once was told vampires are immortal but not invincible. I’m about to find out how true that is. Thrust deep into the politics and intrigue of vampire society, I’m doing my best to keep my head above water and prove I belong here. But the threat from the shades is growing. Inside the castle walls, whispers, and stares follow me everywhere I go, and I'm pretty sure the king wants me dead. The three vampire men who saved my life are the only ones I trust. So why don’t they seem to trust themselves around me?

Varya lives in the shadows. As a tomb raider, it's easier that way. Known for obtaining the unobtainable, she risks life and limb to provide for her small desert town: a magical chalice with never-ending water, an amulet that heals, a map that shows where all the other magical objects are. However, the last stolen treasure came with a problem—the Demon King, Greed. When she finds herself saddled with an injured demon, tracked by a horde of warriors, and effectively lost in the desert, well, what's a girl to do?

I've found my third, and he's definitely the sin of anger. Jet has some damn rage problems, but I guess that's to be expected from a dragon shifter. Am I ready to play with fire? You bet your ass I am. Derek, one of my sins, is making good work on stirring the pot. He's trying to rip open a hole to hell and he's gotten Luke on a leash to do just that. Don't worry, I have a plan. I just hope it doesn't get everybody killed. 

See this tattoo across my stomach? Yeah, the one with seven crazy runes. Ignore the pink one, that's Sarah. I love her, but she's not one of my four. That was a hard lesson to learn. I've met rune #1, and he wasn't at all what I'd expected. It wasn't love at first sight. Maybe hate at first sight. Pretty sure he hates my guts. But that's okay, maybe rune #2 will bring him around. This end of the world stuff is just getting started, and I have a feeling one of my very own sins is the one stirring the pot. The Incubus King, what sin might he be? Lust...my favorite one.

I kept loving Holden Montgomery, even after he walked away, shattering my heart into a million pieces. Now after four years, he's back on my doorstep…pleading for forgiveness and my hand in marriage. He asked for time and I vowed to try, but now he was half a world away, deployed with the Marines. Tragedy strikes, causing Holden to return to me half the man he was before. Now I'll have to decide if it's worth risking my heart for a second time, or if our chance at happiness has passed.