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The horror of waking up from the best dream ever and remembering you're a monster is indescribable. My soul is screaming for mercy, for forgiveness, for redemption…but I know I'll never get it.

Io is off to fight the Allfather, and that means Cam is in charge. He'll be the first to admit that isn't the old Titan's best idea, but there isn't any time for second-guessing. Io might be the Father of Dragons and Creator of the Mortal Realm, but he made it clear when he left Caesars Palace that he would lose that fight. That means Cam is the last line of defense between the Aesir and everything he cares about.

Teruki a encore dépassé les bornes. Son entêtement nous met tous en danger. Alors que je faisais tout pour nous protéger de cet amour interdit, voilà qu’elle n’en fait qu’à sa tête. Nous avons enfin identifié nos ennemis. Et Teruki a disparu. Il nous faut agir vite avant que mon amazone ne coure un plus grand péril ! Léo va-t-il réussir à tenir son engagement envers son Sensei et mettre son clan à l’abri pour l’éternité ? Plongez dans le dernier tome de Sangs Eternels Forever et vivez une aventure palpitante.

Quel fourbe ce Léo, mais je ne me laisserai pas faire ! Il a oublié que dans mes veines coulent la rébellion de ma mère et la ténacité de mon père. J'aurais pu me morfondre dans une mélancolie funeste pour l'éternité. Malheureusement, je ne suis toujours pas maîtresse de ma vie. Alors, je ressurgis d'entre les morts, pour le meilleur et pour le pire. Nos ennemis semblent avoir disparu, c'est le moment de démarrer une nouvelle existence.

His initiation complete, Leg knew he had to prove himself worthy of the gift his totem had given him. The boy was facing a long and difficult journey to dangerous lands. Meanwhile, those with eyes set on ruling the Northern Empire were also making their move. But what was most important to Leg? His personal advancement or the integrity of the empire? Of course, it was possible the two priorities were inseparable, especially since a true wizard had been introduced to the world.

Necromancer Eric Carter's problems keep getting bigger. Bad enough he's the unwilling husband to the patron saint of death, Santa Muerte, but now her ex, the Aztec King of the dead, Mictlantecuhtli, has come back - and it turns out that Carter and he are swapping places. As Mictlantecuhtli breaks loose of his prison of jade, Carter is slowly turning to stone. To make matters worse, both gods are trying to get Carter to assassinate the other. But only one of them can be telling him the truth and he can't trust either one. Carter's solution? Kill them both.

Sister murdered, best friend dead, married to the patron saint of death, Necromancer Eric Carter's return to Los Angeles hasn't gone well, and it's about to get even worse. His link to the death goddess is changing his powers, changing him. While searching for a way to break Santa Muerte's hold over him, Carter finds himself the target of a psychopath who can steal anyone's form, powers, and memories. He can be anyone. He can be anywhere.

LA SOLA COSA CHE PUÒ SALVARE IL REGNO, È L’UNICA CHE NEMMENO I FATI POSSONO CONTROLLARE. "Io combatterò per te, Sera. Ti libererò. E se per farlo dovrò devastare Dalos e tutti i suoi abitanti, così sia" giurò. "Niente mi fermerà. Perché senza di te non sono niente, liessa." Ora che Sera e Nyktos sono nelle mani di Kolis, c’è solo un modo per liberare l’affascinante Primordiale, ed evitare che l’esercito delle Terre d’Ombra invada Dalos innescando una guerra feroce tra Vita e Morte.

I was used to getting the short end of the stick, so I shouldn't have been surprised when I found myself fleeing my cheating ex, only to be run off the road and attacked by a vicious creature, barely escaping with my life. Whisked away to the middle of the woods with no car or money, I found myself surrounded by crazies who claim to shift into animals and run in packs during the full moon. Even crazier? They say I'm one of them. And so was my attacker.

Susan Moore is back in her element as the maestro of middle management, relishing her new job as Client Experience and Customer Support Contact Center Department Manager. Things in the supernatural world have quietened down a little, so now, she's taken her Chosen One hat off, and she's blazing a trail as the new Queen of Office Politics. She's even starting to accept the fact that Donovan, her overprotective, blisteringly hot fae prince, could really be her later-in-life love.

Marlow has spent most of her life believing the shadowy demon she loves isn't real. Not only is he the living, breathing Prince of Hell, but he is now in serious danger. Their reunion is cut short as Caliban remains in a vicious battle with a Phoenician goddess after Marlow's escape. To save him, Marlow must venture into her ancestors' domain for help—the Norse Pantheon—where shared blood is no guarantee of an alliance and the line between gods and beasts blurs.

It's time for a magical battle Jessie isn't sure she's prepared for. Elliot Graves has been a thorn in Jessie's side since before she agreed to take the house magic. He has constantly brought the fight to her doorstep. Not this time. With the help of Austin's shifters, the Ivy house crew will meet Elliot Graves in one of the most dangerous places imaginable—his home turf. But not before another creature joins the circle.

There's so much danger out there. Coming for me, coming for the world. Demons and darkness and craziness everywhere. Plus, the mysteries keep on piling up. So many of them! Not good for my already overloaded mind. Ah, well. It'll get sorted. It's all about the determination, right? And I've got heaps of it. I'm still trying to navigate my new and powerful Arcana magic, as well as my attraction to Tae—hot billionaire vampire and demon hunter. My employer. My protector. The source of all my fantasies. Things are really heating up between us…

There's no rest for the, erm… Well, for me. Or for Tae Frost. The world is spinning into chaos, calling out for a hero. Can I rise to the challenge, or am I doomed to linger in this darkness? I have to hold on to hope. I have to be strong. For Tae. For Fizz. For the whole of my heart.

Fight, win, advance my alpha's agenda, and keep my family safe. Simple. Until my little sister is taken, and everything around me comes crashing down. Betrayed by the pack I swore fealty to, I cut ties and started hunting for Harlow on my own. Little did I know that my search would put me on a collision course with everything I'd been running from. I've been hiding for years, protecting my secrets and my family at all costs while lurking in the shadows where it's safe. Now, I'm stuck with a group of shifter knights in shining armor who think they can help me.

Fresh from an involuntary crash course in the Stranger Arts, I've a new mystery on my plate: the inexplicable reappearance of a particularly fantastic magickal species. Which is great, don't get me wrong. Rescuing magickal beasts is what we do around here. But the Dappledok Pup hasn't been seen since the seventeen hundreds; so how did we find one, alive and kicking, over two hundred years later? And this beast has a talent for sniffing out treasure, no less. Happenstance? Maybe not.

Rumour’s got a lot to say for itself, and the message is clear: the regulator’s ready. You know. The magickal regulator. The bright and shiny thing with which we, Team Improbable, propose to restore magick to a fading Britain. Somebody’s got to test it, and that somebody is us. Which means wading into the depths of a long-dead realm that nobody’s entered in centuries. And I may have had some practice at that, but this time it’s different. This time, somebody’s still home. And they really aren’t happy about trespassers. Looks like disaster’s on the agenda. Again.

When a team of scientists unearth scriptures older than the Dead Sea Scrolls in a cave in Egypt, a mystery lost to the tides of time is uncovered. Heading the expedition is Dimitri Reznak, the Head of the Crovir Immortal Culture & History Section. But the monumental discovery is spoiled by evidence of looting, and half the priceless artifacts Reznak has sought for centuries have disappeared.

Marlow needs to believe she's crazy. The alternative would mean embracing the gift—or curse—shared by her mother and grandmother: she can see angels and demons, including a dark and haunting entity who's been with Marlow her entire life. At least, she believes that's all he is until a fae from the Nordic pantheon strolls into her life and informs her that she's been sharing a bed with the Prince of Hell.

Is Idina Moorfield going crazy or has an ancient magic found its source? Her family says she’s not a true Moorfield and will never be good enough for the family business. Sometimes what looks like the worst day ever, is the beginning of our best adventure. Idina takes that first step into a new life and gets the hell away from them to forge her own future. But her calling is the one thing they are the most against. She joins the military just like Uncle Rick. The other family outcast. What is everyone in the Moorfield family so afraid of?