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So, I have a third mate. No big deal. Except Auric punched my royal—descended from gods—betrothed right in the face. Novak has murder in his eyes, more so than usual. And my body is screaming at me to take all three males and teach them who’s in charge here. Because I believe the truth now. I’m a Noir royal descended from the gods themselves and destined to fix the history my fake-father forged: the one where black-winged angels were the result of sin and scandal instead of the truth.

This is the final book in the Netherworld Fae Trilogy.

Tanto tempo fa venni ingannata da un Arcangelo. Mi legò a lui per l’eternità e poi mi lasciò all’Inferno a sopravvivere da sola. Non sono più la donna che ero una volta, sono più forte. Più veloce. Più dura. E letale. E sto venendo a prendere te, Arcangelo Ezra.

Il cadavere di un umano. Il marchio di un Succubo. Un decreto che rispedisce la colpevole all’Inferno. E la colpevole sono io. Mi chiamo Gwen, e sono un Succubo con problemi di autocontrollo. Ma non sono stata io a combinare questo casino. Adesso ho dodici giorni per dimostrare la mia innocenza. Nessun problema. Se non fosse per un piccolo dettaglio: i due sensuali demoni decisi a darmi una mano a scagionarmi. Lord Zebulon riesce a farmi venire voglia di buttarmi in ginocchio con una sola occhiata. E Zane di recente mi ha spezzato il cuore.

Un cadavere, una ragazza scomparsa e una lama d'argento. Tutti gli indizi portano a una sola persona: me. Mi chiamo Evangeline e sono un ex-assassina che non vuole avere più niente a che fare con la malavita. Un editto di un Signore Demoniaco mi costringe però a tornare dall'uomo e dalla vita che ho lasciato. Ho solo sette giorni per dimostrare la mia innocenza. La mia unica certezza è che chiunque mi abbia incastrato morirà.

I loved an Alpha once. An unattainable Elite. A former V-Clan Prince. I thought we had a connection. A unique bond founded on our shared values and aspirations. Then he broke my heart with a few choice words. He doesn't want me? Fine. I'll find an Alpha who does, which is how I end up on the stage being introduced as Candidate Thirteen of the Eligible Omega Mate program. Except, there's just one tiny problem—the Alpha who broke my heart is in charge of supervising the mating activities. Which means he's privy to every interview. Every date. Every kiss.

I never wanted a mate. Especially not her—the notorious assassin known for killing Alphas. But as fate would have it, she became mine. Fortunately, we have an agreement. One where I rarely have to see her, and she pretends I don't exist. Everything's fine—Until she's kidnapped by a sadistic Vampire Alpha hellbent on turning her into his own personal Omega blood bag. Now, I'm the only one who can hear her screams.

Blood. Death. War. A dynasty destroyed, leaving me as the ultimate prize. I'm an unmated Omega Wolf, a princess destined to rule. But the remaining Alpha Princes all want to claim me, their brutal methods terrifying and cruel. I’ve spent the last century running and hiding in places where no one would think to look. Only he found me: Prince Kieran, the most powerful shifter of them all. Our game of hide and seek has come to an end. It’s time for me to submit...or to die fighting.

For years, I’ve just been Serapina the human. Now, I’m Sera the Mythos Fae Omega. And apparently I harbor millennia’s worth of secrets inside my soul. So not only am I trying to discover the memories hidden somewhere within my mind, but I’m also on the run...with three irresistible fae.

I’m a broken Omega. A hybrid wolf shifter An abomination to dragonkind. If these Alpha dragons find out, they’re going to send me back to the nomad lands… to die. They already suspect that I’m something “other.” Hence the evaluations and trials laid out before me. So when my Alpha guard offers me a set of magical gold coins, I try to use them to buy favor with the Royal Court. Except they want more. To survive, I strike a deal with my handsome guard—I’ll give him whatever he wants in exchange for more of his golden enchantments. There’s just one problem.

The God of Death says I’m his long-lost bride. His soul mate. An Omega who betrayed him two thousand years ago. He believes my memories are the key to our survival. Only, they’re memories I no longer possess. Because I’m not who he thinks I am. I’m Serapina, not Persephone. A human, not an Omega. And that knot he keeps talking about? Yeah, that’s not coming anywhere near me. Except Hades isn’t the only one threatening to claim me with his knot. Morpheus, the God of Dreams, says I belong to him, too.

The board has been set. The players have been chosen. Vivaxia tried to make Camillia a pawn in our eternal game—when she’s wrong about her. She’s not meant to be a pawn. She’s our queen. The Hell Fae Realm is in dire need of one, especially when rogue Virtuous Fae magic strikes. Who is an enemy? Who is being controlled? The last thing I want to do is punish the innocent, but that’s all part of Vivaxia’s game. She wants to hurt me, and deeply. That means dismantling everything I’ve built, finding ways to make all of the kingdoms turn on me. Had she planned for every outcome, she might have won.

Ribbons are fascinating. They curl and twine, yet unravel so beautifully. Especially when wrapped around a woman’s sensual form. Alas, I’ve woven so many intricate knots around Camillia De la Croix that I worry she’ll never allow me the privilege of untying her. My pretty little captive is stubborn. Powerful. So delectably perfect. I’ve wanted her for many moons now. To taste her. Captivate her. Dress her in ribbons and devour her. But just as I’m about to make my move, to finally show her who I really am, she’s taken from my grasp to a place I thought long destroyed.

Juliet: It is my duty to obey, to give my body and blood to a vampire master until he no longer has use for me. There is no escape. Nowhere to run. Follow the rules or die. I don't want to die. Darius: Twenty-two years of conditioning has crafted the perfect poison-a weapon my enemies won't see coming. I'll break her, train her, and use her to take down everyone who stands in my way. She's alluring. She's perfect. And she's mine.

Rae: Blood Day - the culmination of my training. The day I find out my fate. I will not cry. I will not beg. I will remain calm. Emotions are for the weak, and I am not weak. My name is Rae and I will survive this. But I never expected him to call my name. Kylan: Someone wants to frame me for immortal insanity? Be my guest, darling. I'll just pick a fighter as my bait, a consort with a hint of defiance. And when the culprit attempts to bite, I'll be the one who bites back. Because no one touches what's mine, including the fiery redhead at my side.

One drink. Three maniacal mates. Drink me. This is no ordinary task. It’s a compatibility test. A way for the Silver King to find a suitable mate. All because he needs an heir. Every eligible maiden in the kingdom has to drink. Including little old me—Ailsa Marvel—a simple mortal living in a land of magic and wonder. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would become the Chosen Omega. But the moment I swallow, I find myself falling down, down, down and landing in the middle of mayhem. Monsterland is in disarray. Everyone is hunting the Silver King’s salvation. His intended.

It’s Monsters Night, the annual event where the portals to other realms and realities open, and monsters flood the streets to search for their potential mates. And I’m one of the candidates. Why? Because I broke all the rules. I fought back against the elitist system hellbent on enslaving humankind. And f--k if I’m going to let one of these monsters claim me. Let alone three of themOrcus.

I’m an Earth Fae who doesn’t belong here. They can play their little mind games all they want, but I’m going to find a way back to my elemental world. Even if it kills me. Except Headmaster Zephyrus is one step ahead of my every move. Prince Kolstov won’t stop cornering me. And Shadow—the reason I’m in this damn mess to begin with—haunts my dreams. My affinity for the earth is dying and being replaced by something more sinister. Something powerful. Something deadly.

I'm a prisoner. A pet. A being of supreme power on a leash. Why? Because my arranged mate borrowed my power and nearly killed the House of Gold and Garnets King. Oh, he knew I was innocent. Just like his successor King Kaspian does as well. But that hasn't lessened my sentence; it's simply made my prison cell a little more comfortable. Because instead of bars, I'm stuck in one of the new kings bedrooms. And he's tasked three immensely handsome mercenaries to guard me.

“Mate me or die. Your choice.” The words weren’t meant for me, but I felt them resonating in my very soul. What would I choose? Death. Of course, I would just burn to ash and wake up again with the same damn problem swirling around in my heart and mind. My inner beast thinks it has imprinted on a Halfling Hell Fae. Without my permission.