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Polina Volkova presents Book 2 in the Into the Deep Wood series.

Polina Pankova presents Book 1 in the Into the Deep Wood series.

Just when she was settling in at the Haven (and getting almost used to the scary but exciting idea of becoming someone's mate), Mireya's world was rocked by the surprise arrival of two newcomers… Daniel and Heath. She's thrilled to see them. Her would-be mate—Elias—is definitely not. He suspects Heath is a spy for the evil Apollo Gideon. She's not sure what to believe because not only did Heath bring some major love triangle vibes to the Gebby sanctuary, but he also brought news of a devastating new threat to them and all the kids like them on military bases across the country.

In the summer of 1880, the death of Beth Stanley’s husband puts her life’s work in jeopardy. The magic of Arcane Taxonomy dictates that every natural thing in the world, from weather to animals, can be labeled, and doing so grants the practitioner some of that subject’s unique power. But only men are permitted to train in this philosophy. Losing her husband means that Beth loses the name they put on her work—and any influence she might have wielded.

Avarath was lucky that the final king of faerie turned a blind eye to the first war, but Avarath's luck has run out. One by one, the princes of Avarath fall to the glamour, to duty, to fate-until even a king crumbles, too. By the time that war is truly upon them, Delphine has finally come to understand what it is to now be fae, too. If only she'd been cursed, instead. That would have been simpler. Then, at least, the whole of fate wouldn't rest on her shoulders, and hers alone.

She's been torn from her home, forced to face the curse that plagued her since birth, and nearly murdered more times now than she can count—and yet that never broke her. But this, this most recent betrayal, just might. And that will be their downfall. With little magic to aid her, Delph must find her way back to the human realm to reach her brother before the fae prince Nyx. She made the foolish mistake of trusting him, even for a moment, only for him to prove himself to be the beast she once believed all fae to be.

There's a reason the Starlight Fae are known as the greatest tricksters of all. Unfortunately for Delphine, she's just begun to learn that. She was warned they were not to be trusted—even when those same fae claim to share the blood running through her own veins. True to his word, Seren did not let Delphine die in Avarath, but he didn't take her home, either. No, the king of the Starlight Court took her even further away. He took her to another faerie realm. But in some ways, the ways that matter the most, the two realms remain the same.

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Aralyn has lost everything—the coveted glass slipper, the prince's hand in marriage, and her only chance to save her mother and sister from destitution. Now she spends her days sweeping the cinders and washing dresses as her stepsister, Ellarose, once did, plotting her revenge against the girl who robbed her of her future. But when Ellarose, now the princess, comes to beg her help in saving the kingdom from ruin, Aralyn seizes the opportunity to get everything she's ever wanted.

The legends didn't do Dracula justice. Bat shifting is one thing. The ability to connect his mind to any he'd sired was an ability severely understated in the stories. His horde is like a bloodsucking Borg collective. Add to that his abilities to travel the astral plane and hypnotize his victims with a glance and his butt-load of money . . . There's a creek, and a paddle, and I've lost my paddle. I've defeated a god or two in my day. I've never faced an enemy like this. It may be my biggest challenge yet, but we have one advantage.

There's a power vacuum on Olympus. That's the thing about a civil war. Everyone's weaker in the end than when the war began. If the gods don't stop attacking each other, none of them will have the strength to rule. Anarchy can be worse than tyranny. You can assassinate a tyrant. You can't eliminate everyone under anarchy. Why does everyone seem to think I'm the answer to the problem? Sure, I can reap gods. I'm the only mortal the Olympians fear.

The gods might be crazy . . . Some of them are pissed! I couldn't blame them. How was I supposed to know that all the supernatural nasties I'd reaped were going to overrun Olympus? Most of these gods hadn't been on earth for thousands of years. Some of them are enjoying themselves . . . a bit too much . . . Others are looking for revenge. They're coming for me. It's one thing to wonder whether I can possibly survive the wrath of the gods. Now that they're targeting innocent people to draw me out, I have to ask . . . Is it possible to reap a god?

The Grim Reaper has been benched. There hasn't been a soul to reap in months. What did my brother do that has the gods in such a tizzy? It isn't like people stopped dying. If the reapers aren't ushering the souls of the deceased into the afterlife, someone else . . . or something else . . . will do the job. Mercenary monsters of ancient lore have emerged to fill the void. Banshees. Hellhounds. Soul-rippers. All under the command of some other god . . . Whoever he is, he's no friend to the Olympians.

You want to pay me to reap supernaturals? I mean, seriously? Don't get me wrong, the money is great. I love my work. But there's a funny thing about being the world's only supernatural reaper . . . You make a lot of powerful enemies. Pissing off all the world's vampires would be frightening enough. Add to that werewolves, witches, banshees, and trolls . . . How the hell am I ever going to get a good night's sleep?

The new vampire queen intends to lead her kind from the shadows, to dominate humanity. I'll be damned before I let that happen! I've taken down so many vampires already. You'd think we'd be making progress. Why, then, are the vampires getting stronger? I'm afraid this whole situation is about to bite me in the butt. Perhaps, even, literally.

My brother is taking over the family business . . . It was something I'd trained for my entire life. I was more suited for it than he was in almost every way. Except for the most important one . . . the ability he'd inherited from our father. Why wasn't I born with the same powers? I'm leaving the underworld. I don't belong there anymore. Of course, I only have one marketable skill: Kicking ass and taking names. How can I use that to start a new life for myself on Earth? Unfortunately, vigilantism doesn't pay the bills.

With a mother struggling with anxiety, a father who recently moved out, and no siblings to commiserate with, socially awkward Violet Crane feels like she is starting middle school with less going for herself than your average kid. When the rambunctious Walker family moves in next door, Violet can't help but wish she could become a part of their household. Violet falls in love with all five Walker siblings and especially with Mrs. Walker, who is nothing like her own mother. Violet and Reggie, the black sheep of the family, find that they have an easy understanding of each other.

All my life I knew I'd come of age during the Hundred Year Reaping. According to the ridiculous treaty, two human girls are sent to the faelands as brides for the fearsome fae king and his devilish younger brother. Not me. I was supposed to be safe. Two girls were chosen from my village already. But when they are executed for offending the king, my sister and I are sent in their place.

Mortals in Faerie always bring trouble, and after Elora's pivotal sacrifice, that trouble has spread throughout all the courts. It affects the very nature of their realm. The danger to Faerie is building.

In a struggle between gods, a young witch and the village she protects are caught in the crossfire. The dark god's cult aims to sweep up not just the village, but the entire country. An unlikely force must stand against the onslaught.