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Nix Monroe has a plan. Infiltrate the Enigma app and lure out whoever his cousin was last speaking with before everything went to shit. Nix won’t stop until he finds answers, even if that means transferring to a different university and getting entangled with the infamous Demons of Foxglove Grove. Lake, West, and Yejun. Three of the most powerful men on the entire planet, and also the deadliest. When Nix finds himself on their radar, he thinks maybe it’s not all bad, and he can twist the situation to his advantage.

I am a forgotten lesser from a former servant world. The first to voyage across deadly space, knock on the spiky palace door, and demand entry. But something went wrong. My mission failed. Now my family and friends are long gone. Others accomplished what I sacrificed everything for. All that’s left are nightmares and suspicious scars. Then one day the emperor bursts into my lounge. He stalks toward me, his beautiful silver eyes flashing with rage. It turns out my snarky, boredom-inspired annotations on his personal records weren’t so private.

A Devil of Vitality always courts chaos. Aneski Kendricks wants to know what happened to his brother. And why he was so brutally tossed aside by the one person who should have stuck by him after Russ’s death. It took three years of hard work climbing the ladder to gain leadership of the Shepard gang, but he's finally in a position to demand answers. Even from the devil himself. Too bad the devil and the man he used to all but worship are one and the same. Aneski's plan has always been to get revenge, and not just for his brother, though that's what he tells his friends.

The Arrisans conquered Earth in a day. They smashed into our helpless planet like a wrecking ball, and overnight, everything changed. That’s what our history books say. The truth is, I’ve never seen an Arrisan face-to-face. But when my lone medical ship is attacked by ruthless pirates, the nightmare that hunts them down is no hero. Cloaked in assassin’s gray, metal scythes fused to his wrist-bones, he is the grim reaper of the conquerors. The Arrisan elite special forces. A blade.

Devour the next book in the enthralling, highly acclaimed Blades of Arris universe. One woman from Earth takes on the king of the conquerors, and the universe is never the same!

I am a lesser from a servant world. But even before I was taken? There was no rescue for me. The night sky isn’t the only place that’s filled with darkness. And cages look different, but they’re all the same. I might be fragile as glass, but I shielded my daughter with my own body. I’ll withstand these brutal aliens. Their leader. The one who has blades in his wrists and a fractured look in his eyes? I’m all that stands between him and Earth. But now I think I have the advantage. Because he sees through me, which means he doesn't see what's right in front of him.

I will destroy all threats to the empire with unrelenting force. Even if that threat comes in the form of a weak, fragile lesser with night-black hair and beguiling eyes. The blades. Elite forces of the empire, nightmare to all servant-world residents just trying to scrape by. Of course I have to flee when my medical ship comes under attack. But my escape pod is captured by their ruthless leader. His face is hidden in an assassin’s cowl. Metal sai weapons are fused to his wristbones. He can fly between spaceships like an owl and execute enemies through a hull.

Our relationship is complex. His ancestors took over my planet. I’m descended from the few who survived. To say we have issues is to put it mildly...He wants me off his warship and I’m more than happy to oblige. The ones who stay end up love-sick, bound to one of them for all time. I’m immune, luckily. Their sickness will never be mine. Except...I might be immune, but he’s not, and now the worst thing has happened. I’m panicking and out of time. My enemy is hunting, obsessed with one prey: Me. And somehow this might actually be fine...

Nate Narek is barely keeping his head above water. But no one would guess that by looking at him. He's got camouflaging himself down to an art form. Feelings? As far as anyone else is concerned, he's happy and satisfied all the time. Only he isn't. Nate's always been the glue that holds all the shit around him together, and he's afraid that if he shows weakness, those people will be disappointed in him. It's better to keep it all in than to be a burden, right? Then suddenly there's a Devil of Vitality at his door, demanding he open up and let him into his twisted thoughts.