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Stay away from mages. It was a singular phrase my father had ingrained in me from the time of my birth. Sorry, Dad. I have a feeling that is going to be a problem. You have to understand… my life has been bland at best. Everything in my life, every single day, has been scripted, organized, and neat. Calm, cool, and collected. The problem? It wasn't real. I wasn't like the other witches in my father's coven. I had a chaotic storm growing inside of me, and the moment these mages stepped into the picture, it began to escape. The perfect image of my life was shattered.

My father is a serial killer. No big deal. I promise. Me? Upset? No. Never. In fact, it would be really easy to pretend that the man never existed in the first place… if it wasn't for the bodies. What bodies? Only about 200 of them. Like I said. No big deal. What is even worse? He has had a dual purpose for killing them, and it isn't just because he's a sadistic monster. No. It is far worse than that. And if all of this wasn't enough to deal with… I had eight men in my life. Yes. Eight.

Dark Magic comes at a cost, but Maeve Sinclair is willing to sacrifice more than just her Magic in exchange for freedom. She is the only witch with the ability to jump through minds. She and her magical world live in hiding on Earth, desperately waiting for the rise of the prophesied Dread Descendant. While praying for this Prince of Darkness to return them to their ancient home realm, the humans wage wars that threaten magic's very existence on Earth. 

The end has come. The stars cry out in warning as the world eaters approach, and tensions rise as chaos reigns across every realm. Ancient primordial gods drain magic from weaker beings, and war knocks on the door of every kingdom. But no one could have predicted the key to ending it all… me. I realize now that I was never meant to be an ordinary, simple witch. Forged by prophecy and a heritage crafted by the gods, I was born to face the end—the point of no return. Now, as cosmic forces threaten to rip our world apart, we stand at the heart of it.

Chaos. Magic. Love. Three elements to my life that have brought me to this point—traveling to the God realm. I know we can handle whatever the fates decide to toss our way. Yet between visiting Queen Titania's court and learning far more about my demi-gods' past than I could have expected... I just hope we can retain some semblance of sanity by the end of this. And what happens when I finally meet the man, the myth, the... well, god, obviously—Set. My father. What has Isis been hiding from me? Secrets are unraveling nearly as fast as things are heating up between my men and me.

Descendant of Chaos. Daughter of Magic. Two titles that I had been called time and time again, but neither of them truly fit. As I had found in the God realm, I was so much more than that—an anomaly. And because of who I was and how I came to be, I was now part of a prophecy—one with world-ending aspects I wasn't a fan of. Unfortunately, I couldn't avoid the situation forever, and while the Horde was an amazing place to do exactly that… I quickly found there was something so much larger at stake than my pride or my anger at what Isis and my birthmother had done.

Did we need to hold a Halloween party? No, of course not. Was I going to anyway? You better freakin' believe it. I didn't even feel bad! We needed a break! Even if it was for a day, a healthy work-life balance was essential…even if it was holding a bloody Halloween party and the work was determining who was sucking the magic out of people like goddamn juice boxes.

Naomi Feldman has never understood the strange energy that hums beneath her senses. But when she comes across an ancient artifact that seems to beckon to her, she may finally find the answers she's been seeking. Alaric, a centuries-old vampire, lives a solitary life by choice. When he's assigned to protect Naomi, long dormant emotions stir to life. Pursued by a dangerous enemy and battling their growing attraction, Naomi and Alaric follow the mystery of the artifact from the museums of Athens, the streets of London, toward a confrontation that will decide the fate of two worlds...

Naomi Feldman has never understood the strange energy that hums beneath her senses. But when she comes across an ancient artifact that seems to beckon to her, she may finally find the answers she's been seeking. Alaric, a centuries-old vampire, lives a solitary life by choice. When he's assigned to protect Naomi, long-dormant emotions stir to life. Pursued by a dangerous enemy and battling a growing attraction, Naomi and Alaric follow the mystery of the artifact from the museums of Athens, through the streets of London, toward a confrontation that will decide the fate of two worlds.

Bianca Ibano wants nothing to do with her magical heritage. On the run from her dangerous and powerful family, she's determined to forge her own path. But when a group of vicious vampires threaten her peaceful existence, she must make a choice - run, or fight. Elias comes to New Orleans expecting a simple mission. He finds is a more complex enemy than he thought and emotions he hasn't experienced for centuries. On a collision course with a group threatening the stability of New Orleans, the Alliance, and the human world, Elias and Bianca must face what they've both been running from.

Still coming to terms with her magical abilities, Naomi must confront a new dark enemy - only to discover they share a mysterious connection. Torn between love and duty, Alaric wants nothing more than to protect the woman he loves, even if it means risking everything he's fought for. When their former allies turn against them, Naomi and Alaric are forced to go on the run, towards a showdown that will put Naomi's newfound powers - and their relationship - to the test....

When I realized I had a stalker, I swore off men completely. That was until four extremely hot men came into my life. They’re all gorgeous, muscular, gifted in the arts, and rich, and for some reason, interested in me. I’ve never been this attracted to anyone, let alone four at once. I couldn’t choose, and luckily, they don’t want me to. It takes a special kind of man to not let jealousy get in the way, and I’ve found four of them. It actually goes beyond rare, it’s magical.

Dr. Thomas Avery is the last direct descendent of Merlin the magician. He is the most powerful mage on the planet, but is he the only one? Thomas enlists scientist, Dr. Jessilyn Matthews, to help him find out. Yet, it is not just a desire to discover whether he is the only person on earth with magical power that drives him.

USA TODAY best-selling author Natasha Brown blends urban fantasy, paranormal romance, and supernatural suspense in the Half-Bloods, an adventure for lovers of shifters, vampires...and more. Jax never stays anywhere long enough to put down roots. He’s a shapeshifter - the only one of his kind, or so he thinks. While prowling on his landlady’s property, he is stunned to find a man feeding on her neck. Although he frightens away the blood-sucker, Jax leaves behind a paralyzed woman and a trail of blood in his wake.

Logan fell irreversibly in love with Cyrus, but she needs time to cope with the ramifications of his choice, one made thousands of years ago. She needs time alone to piece herself together. She has to face the woman who brought her into this immortal world. And the feeble attempt on Cyrus life doesn’t sit right with her. She wants answers - who tried to kill him and why? Past sins are never easy to forgive, but as memories surface, staying away from Cyrus begins to feel impossible. There are a million reasons she’s fallen for him, over and over.

I went in to find my best friend. Ophelia disappeared without a trace after going to one of those elusive Red parties. Turns out Red parties are where vampires feed on willing humans, and where some people vanish, never to be seen again. I went to that party for answers. What I found was a dangerously gorgeous vampire with tattoos, piercings, and legacy as dark as the shadows he moves in—Ares Hunt.

Logan’s biological father has been building an army to rise against the Crown, to challenge Cyrus and Sevan for control over the vampires, and their voices will be heard. Every one of them is a rightful Royal. He is not the only one who is tired of hiding in the shadows. Other family members lost their lives trying to bring all vampires into the spotlight, to show the world what they are capable of. With this many descendants, with this much bad blood, this will be a war fought with enemies new and old.

I came back different. Not born, but made. Stronger. Sharper. Maybe I should be devastated by the choice that was made for me. Instead, I feel powerful. Capable. Invincible. But nothing about this new life matters if I can’t find Ares. He’s unraveling—slipping into darkness, losing time, and leaving blood in his wake. The man I love is becoming something monstrous, and no one knows how to stop it. But I swear I will. Even if I have to tear apart everything else in my life to bring him back.

Augustus sold me to a monster. Now I’m his to feed on, a prisoner in a nightmare I can’t escape. But Ares is coming for me. I know it in my soul. Ruthless and unstoppable, his devotion is as savage as the man himself. He will burn the world to the ground to bring me back. Simply surviving this isn’t enough—there are secrets to unravel, lives to save, and ghosts of the past that refuse to let go. As the line between justice and revenge blurs, so does my place in this world. Loving a vampire means stepping deeper into the shadows, but some ties can’t survive the dark.

Logan has returned to Roter Himmel. Once a peaceful haven for the Royals, it is now a kingdom of chaos and distrust. The people may love their queen, but she has never ruled them on her own. Sevan has seen Cyrus work miracles long ago, and learned his methods herself. His curse has sustained stronger than death before but the visage of Cyrus' demise is undeniable. Still, Logan refuses to believe this is the end. Cyrus keeps appearing to her in strange dreams, rambling that she must prepare - that the day is coming when night will rule the day.