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Marla survived another mad caper, one she solved by the skin of her teeth. Her ankle might never be the same after all that creature humping, and there are some Haveners she’ll never be able to look at the same, but at least no one’s in love with her who doesn’t want to be. She only has the one boyfriend now, and Quade Contonn is more than enough wizard for her. In fact, he’s the perfect fit. After decades apart, reuniting with her first love couldn’t be going better.

"Dieses Mädchen? Sie ist ein Nichts. Sie ist nicht einmal mehr ein Wandler." Kaum, dass Rina ihre Wandlerkräfte einzusetzen wusste, hat sie sie auch schon wieder verloren. Rina ist verzweifelt und deprimiert. Aber noch will sie nicht aufgeben. Sie verfügt schließlich noch über andere magische Kräfte, auch wenn sie diese weder versteht noch kontrollieren kann. Denn wenn Rina jemals wieder mehr als eine Schachfigur im Spiel anderer sein will, dann muss sie lernen irgendwie auch ohne Wandlerfähigkeiten zurechtzukommen. Sie muss eine Kraft in sich finden, über die niemand sonst verfügt.

Die Schule der magischen Wesen – der Fantasy Bestseller aus den USA. Das erste Jahr. Willkommen an der Schule für magische Wesen! Wo Feen durch die Gänge schwirren, mächtige Wandler sich in Löwen, Wölfe und andere Tiere verwandeln und Vampire gelangweilt im Schatten stehen. Jeder hier hat irgendeine coole, außergewöhnliche Fähigkeit. Jeder außer mir. Sogar mein älterer Bruder ist wie ausgewechselt. Zuhause war er immer ein Idiot, doch an der Schule verhält er sich plötzlich reif und wird von allen bewundert.

Traitor’s Den was meant to be a prison. A punishment. A hellhole my daddy could never escape. Over the decades, however, hundreds of us have found a way to make it our home. We’ve learned to deal with the many bumps along the way with colorful cussing and a dash of humor—often roused by one too many at the saloon—and we’ve embraced the spell that turns us all into honky-tonk cowgirls and -boys.

Just when Marla Gawama thinks she might be getting the hang of her detective doo-ties, the universe has to go and prove her wrong.

Huzzah! I made it to my 23rd birthday! Given how much dragon magic I have rolling through me now, doing its best to cook me from the inside out, this feat is no small thing. I’ve earned a hearty celebration and then some. I’m gonna party down at Sharmayne’s and let her ply me with as many of her cocktails as she wants. Her magic touch is exactly what I need after how nutty life in Traitor’s Den has been lately. I deserve every hypnotic, milky, swirling Moon Mixer she sends my way. Hell, I might get fancy and skip right on to a Roll in the Hay, maybe even a Sirens on the Rocks.

I need more magic like I need a point-blank bullet to the head. All that dragon power Rhett’s already given me is churning around inside me, causing as much trouble as the great poohbah dragon protector himself, and he’s trouble walking in a pair of perfectly fitting jeans. Regardless of my desires, and I’ve got lots of them thanks to the two men who won’t stop shooting suggestive looks my way, more magic is exactly what I’ve got—plus a whole band of dragon shifters without it, heh, pointing fingers at me for taking what they think is theirs. Oopsie.

Marla Gawama is the new detective of Gales Haven. She knows nothing about sleuthing, but her nan assigned her the job, and what Bessie Gawama wants, she gets. Marla does her best to carry out her new detective doo-ties. She even dons her comfortable running shoes and sets out to get ’er done. But when some bumbling bumpkins show up in town, and Haveners start losing their marbles left and right, it becomes clear she’s not cut out for the job. That never stopped a Gawama witch before. And she isn’t going to let it stop her now.

When the three siren sisters disappear into the underworld, Evie Black thinks she might finally get a break from the chaos that had become her life. Not a chance. Someone from her past shows up out of nowhere, and now the Akuma demons are on Evie's trail. As if that weren't enough for a pregnant supernatural hybrid to handle, a mysterious fog seeps through a crack in the gate to the underworld and wreaks havoc in the town.

The people and creatures of Traitor’s Den are always getting into trouble. It’s the one thing I can count on. The longer they spend in the Den, the more the spell that keeps us all here has the chance to take effect, turning us all into my Uncle Tucker’s version of cowboys and cowgirls. Our little one-way town is always wild and outrageous, and no day is ever the same. But when Rhett Stead and Zeke Doyle tumble through the portal, our town’s signature wild Western flavor swells a couple of notches, especially since they seem to think I’m their mate or queen or...whatever.

My whole life is one tangled lie. A horrible deception. All my past choices steered by the woman who hunts me without pause. She’s powerful, vicious, and cruel, feared by the entire supernatural community. She’s also an immortal. Yeah, she can’t be killed—supposedly. Nothing like an insurmountable challenge, right?

The Rocky Mountain Pack’s territory has always been her sanctuary. The one place where she was safe from those who track her, their pursuit merciless and unrelenting. But when Naya is taken from her very home, that refuge is violated. She’s exposed. There’s nowhere safe for her now. And her enemy is far more terrible than she ever imagined. An immortal, the woman can’t be killed. She’s lived a thousand years already. Naya is determined to find a way to end the immortal where none has been found before. She is a warrior. She’s trained her entire life to defeat the hunters.

I’ve never seen the outside world and I don’t care. The cannon-toting, trigger-happy residents here are like family, even if most of them are a few spoons short of a full set. Eventually, everyone grows on you, kinda like nail fungus. But the booze flows freely, and Tiger keeps me company. He’s as much a prisoner as I am. Just when I think I’ve made my peace with my lot, the portal pops open and two men shoot through, throwing punches before their feet even finish landing in my town. When they finally look at me, all I see is problems. Big, ginormous, too-handsome problems.

When Bruno rides up on a Harley, all muscled and tattooed, it isn’t just the bike that purrs. I’m drawn to the wolf shifter in a way that can’t be denied. But when he can’t take his eyes off me, it’s not for the reason I’d hoped. He knows more about me than I do. My past isn't what I thought it was. My enemies are much more powerful than I’d ever imagined. My destiny alone remains the same. I’ll do whatever it takes to secure the future of werewolves.

Marla Gawama is getting the hang of being the only detective in town. The weird is seeming less weird and...ha. No, not really. The odd just keeps getting stranger. It is Gales Haven after all.
But Marla, like a champ, is learning how to be an interpreter for a no-nonsense hedgehog matriarch, how to solve minor crimes in Spanx and confectionary, and how to balance her kids’ needs with her new love life.

My fate has never been my own. Nia: Declared savior of all werewolves when I was born, I never had a chance at a normal life. I didn’t get parents and I’ve been unable to leave my wolf pack’s territory for 22 years. If a hunter finds me, I risk more than my own life. I risk my pack. I’ve kept myself busy training, learning to fight, sculpting my body into a weapon I can use to defend myself when the hunters come for me. And they will. They’re looking for me. But then he shows up. Suddenly, I want things I’m not allowed to have...

I didn’t choose this life, but it’s still the only one I’ve got. Made by corrupt magic, sent to die, then saved and adopted by the local pack. I wasn’t born a wolf shifter, but I’m one of them now. And I’m prepared to fight at their side against the evil organization that will stop at nothing to extinguish our kind. I’ve found a family and I’ve found love with my very own fated mate, the irresistible pack Beta. But if I’m not careful, I can lose it all. One wrong move is all it will take.... The Hunters are coming for us, and they play dirty.

I never fit in as a human, and now that I’ve been magically corrupted against my will, I’m starting to see that I don’t really fit in as a wolf, either. The fierce and famous Smoky Mountain Pack rescued me from a fight to the death, but now that they have me, they don’t know what to do with me. Some would like to see me cast out, left to wander, and die as a lone wolf.

Zasha comes from a family of cage fighters. There was no time for playing with dolls or painting her nails - just learning how to survive in the ring. When four men attack her, she’s ready for them. Until they break the rules, and use dark magic against her. They transform her into a wolf. A beast. The Pound is an underground fighting arena, where wolves are pitted against each other to delight the whims of the perverse elite. It’s where wolves are sent to fight - and die. She was never meant to be a wolf, but was always meant to be a fighter.

Jasmine thought her problems would end once she mastered the cursed pendant. Ah-ha-ha. How cute. When she returns to the Magical Creatures Academy after a prolonged absence, she discovers the supernatural community is at the brink of war. A rogue organization of paranormals wants power it shouldn’t have, leaving the magical world divided...and more dangerous than ever.