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So… as it turns out, I really am Lucifer’s Daughter. Hell’s Heir. And—you guessed it—the next Queen of the Damned. But what if I don’t want to rule? With the imp in hiding, and Josh gone from this world, I still wasn’t safe. Not by a long shot. Dear ol’ Dad didn’t just pass on his legacy and mark. He also passed on all of Hell’s problems, and that means his enemies, are now mine. Fortunately for me, I have the Four Horsemen, my banshee best friend, and a pissed off raccoon on my side. But now I have the beast to contend with.

We’ve all heard the story of the Four Horsemen. Harbingers of the apocalypse. Destruction given form. Four of the sexiest—wait no—forget that. You get my point. So imagine my surprise when I find out everything I’ve ever been told, is a lie. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves here. Let’s start from the beginning. My name is Ruby Morningstar. I run a tattoo parlor in Portland with my banshee bestfriend, have a pet raccoon, a crazy ex that stalks me, not to mention this one little thing… I’m a demon. Half-succubus, to be exact.

Bon… il s'avère que je suis vraiment la fille de Lucifer. L'héritière des Enfers. Et, vous l'avez deviné, la prochaine reine des damnés. Et si je n'avais aucune envie de régner ? Le lutin s'est retiré, Josh a quitté ce monde, mais je ne suis toujours pas en sécurité. Loin de là. Ce bon vieux papa ne m'a pas seulement transmis son héritage et sa marque. Il m'a aussi légué tous les problèmes des Enfers, ce qui signifie que ses ennemis sont désormais les miens. Heureusement, je peux compter sur les quatre cavaliers, ma meilleure amie banshee et un raton laveur furieux.

Kel Carpenter and Meg Anne present book three in the Grimm Brotherhood series.

I died for Hostess cupcakes. I know. Tragic, right? Even worse, after I came back, I still didn't get any cupcakes. What I did get, however, is a six-foot-something reaper with eyes like blue fire to guide me into the world of the supernatural. Which, as it turned out, wasn't quite like the fairy tales little girls are told growing up. Not only is magic real, more importantly, so are monsters. And apparently, I'm one of them.

Quinn Darkova made a vow from the very beginning. And now she's home. For revenge. Except N'skara isn't the same as it was ten years ago, and the person she came for is nowhere to be found. After being taken ashore by armed guards of the same Council they came to sway, Quinn knows it's up to her to uncover the truth about what really happened, while seeking the retribution owed to her. Lazarus knew she was hiding something. He knew she had unfinished business in N'skara. But never could he have known this. He hadn't predicted how set in their ways the people were. 

Lazarus was warned that Quinn's power might be too great, even for him, but nothing prepared him for the truth of it until she held a dagger over him, and he was powerless to stop it. Now at odds with himself, the future king of Norcasta must find a way to regain control of his house and secure an alliance with the Pirate Queen...before fate tips its hand once more, and his carefully laid plans are led astray.

I found my brother's murderer, by becoming his next victim. The asshat killed me, too. But little does he know - I came back. Again. Now he's going down. But before I can destroy him, I need to resolve the little issue of me not dying. That's twice now I've cheated death. Something's not right. Graves doesn't think I'm a reaper, and the ghosts seem to agree with him. They say that I'm different. That I'm more. All I know is that things are getting real weird in Farrow's Square and dying is hungry work. Where's a truckload of Hostess cupcakes when a girl needs them?

Faerie was a nightmare—twice kidnapped, magically bound, and held captive by my fated mate. But Eversus? That’s where the real party starts. And yes, I RSVP’d like an idiot. Sadie’s gone. Vanished without a trace. And the only lead we have points to a realm no sane person dares to enter: a pit of smoke and ash, ruled by demons and forgotten gods. A place no fae survives. Eversus. Vareck—the fierce, brooding King of Faerie—is determined to be my plus one into the twin hells. He says we’re bonded. That I belong to him. But I didn’t ask for a mate.

Je m'appelle Ruby Morningstar. Je gère un salon de tatouages à Portland avec ma meilleure amie, j'ai un raton laveur apprivoisé, un ex complètement dingue qui me harcèle, sans oublier ce petit détail... Je suis un démon. Une demi-succube, pour être précise. Ou du moins, c'est ce que j'ai cru pendant les vingt-trois dernières années de ma vie. Mais le jour où un bel inconnu me fait sortir de prison, mon monde se retrouve bouleversé, et soudain, je ne sais plus qui je suis.

My goddess is reborn. The mouthy peacock shifter I find is not the woman I knew. She's somehow more. More human. More lovely. More sinful. And I want her more than I ever have before.

I'm torn between three men that I swore I wouldn't get involved with. I know it's wrong, but part of me loves it. Craves it. Everyone thinks I'm the good girl, but what they don't see is that my carefully crafted persona is crumbling around me. My mask is cracked. I'm hanging on by a thread. We all have weaknesses. Mine just make me a glutton for punishment.

I refuse to spend the rest of my life with my childhood bully for a mate. I may be a cursed shifter, incapable of shifting—but I wasn't desperate. Not till the Alpha Supreme cast me out of the House of Fire and Fluorite for rejecting his son. Now I'm packless. Homeless. No longer under the protection of a House. Until the dark vampire king of Blood and Beryl turns his sights on me. In return for protection from my former House, I have to become his fake mate. I'll be a queen and a fraud. It's a treacherous lie to live—and I find myself forgetting what's real and what's not.

I'm the daughter of the Don, but my life as a mafia princess is far from a fairy-tale. Trapped in a pretty cage, my family clipped my wings so that I can fill the role all princesses are tasked: to marry a prince and secure an alliance. My mob boss father would give anything to gain an edge over the rest of the Supernatural Syndicates in New York—including me.

Sasha is back and she's not alone. An ancient enemy has returned. One that's been pulling strings from the shadows all along. But for every move we make, they are two steps ahead. All my life I've been a broken witch. Cursed to never forget. Now that curse may be the key to my own salvation. If there is one irrefutable truth, it's this—nothing will ever be the same again. Especially me.

In einer völlig außer Kontrolle geratenen Stadt voller Vampire, Hexen und Werwölfe können nur die stärksten Übernatürlichen für Ordnung sorgen. Der dritte Band der coolen Trilogie von Kel Carpenter

My captor, my enemy, and my fated mate. I’m the best bounty hunter in the business. I find lost artifacts that people would kill to possess. I’m also broke. When a notorious leprechaun offers me a job I can’t refuse, I realize too late I’m not hunting an object. The contract was simple; steal the prince, escape unseen. Spoiler alert: I failed. Horribly. The moment I step into the fae kingdom beyond the veil, I feel it—someone watching me. Waiting for me.

In einer völlig außer Kontrolle geratenen Stadt voller Vampire, Hexen und Werwölfe können nur die stärksten Übernatürlichen für Ordnung sorgen. Der zweite Band der coolen Trilogie von Kel Carpenter. Ich bin schon wieder gestorben, aber bin immer noch nicht tot. Und langsam habe ich die Schnauze voll. Wer auch immer mich ständig umbringt (und schlimmer noch mein Kleid ruiniert hat!) wird dafür bezahlen.

In einer völlig außer Kontrolle geratenen Stadt voller Vampire, Hexen und Werwölfe können nur die stärksten Übernatürlichen für Ordnung sorgen. "Du willst also sagen, ihr seid so eine Art Polizei für Übernatürliche?" "Ja, und du wirst die erste Frau bei uns sein." Ich bin der erste weibliche Reaper - der Geschichte! Das wäre ziemlich cool, wenn es in diesem geheimen Männerbund nicht viele gäbe, die mich lieber zum Schweigen bringen würde, als mich als einen der ihren zu akzeptieren.

A god wants me dead. My ancestors stole half his soul then imprisoned him in Tartarus, thinking he'd be forgotten. That he could never return. They were wrong. The day he rips open a portal between our worlds, my life is over. As the current guardian of his cursed soul, my head is on the chopping block, but there's a snag in his plan. This dark god believes he's my fated mate. We're not, but he refuses to take no for an answer. When he kidnaps my cousin, I'm forced to make a deal. To rescue her, I have to spend six months in Tartarus. Pretending to be his mate. His queen.