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Don't get me wrong, waking up to discover my ex-husband finally killed me wasn't fun. Finding out I had to get a job and pay Afterlife taxes about 10 minutes later? Let's just say, this wasn't exactly the eternal reward I was hoping for. But beggars can't be choosers, and being a demon sure as hell beats my last occupation. I’m well on my way to retirement behind the pearly gates when the impossible happens. The Risk Witches have a vision.

The fact that she’s a werecat is just something she’s had to live with Alone in her territory, she’s lived a secretive life for six years: under the radar, avoiding her past and the baggage that comes with it. Trouble finds Jacky, though, in the form of an 11-year-old girl and a werewolf turf war just outside her borders. Forced to honor an ancient treaty and the Laws of the supernatural world, Jacky swears an oath to protect Carey Everson, the human daughter of a local werewolf Alpha from Dallas.

I used to hunt witches. Now I live with one. To further complicate things, my past as a supernatural bounty hunter doesn’t exactly make me popular in these new circles I’m running in. Shocker, I know. Someone wants me dead. He wants me to stay in Nathalie’s apartment and be safe while he handles the threat, all while holding Bree’s future over my head. Not gonna happen. To say I’m f--ked is an understatement. But I’ve been in worse spots before. Lucifer may be gone, but the corruption of magic isn’t.

For a decade, I’ve hated the supernaturals who owned my world. I hunted them. I killed them. And now, in the most grand twist of fate - I am bonded to one of them. Oh, the irony. Being a supernatural bounty hunter isn’t exactly a popular job. But after the magic wars, there aren’t many things a human can do that will put food on the table. Thankfully, anything my right hook can’t handle, my guns can. Or so I thought.

Being a supernatural bounty hunter isn’t exactly a popular job. But after the magic wars, there aren’t many things a human can do that will put food on the table. Thankfully anything my right hook can’t handle, my guns can.

I live a happy life. I have a lover that I am quickly falling for. I have friends and family that rely on me to keep my territory safe and secure for them. My bar’s business is booming. But I’ve made enemies, some that I know and some that I don’t. Hate for me and the life I’m building is creeping in the darkness. Hate can be insidious. It can stain the purest of hearts and fog the sharpest of minds. It can come from the most unlikely of places.

I’m Jacqueline, daughter of Hasan, ruling werecat of the Americas, the werecat liaison to humanity, and the lover of Heath Everson, Alpha werewolf. But I go by Jacky Leon, and no one knows about the werewolf. Some time ago, I met a fae and his family while on the run. They helped me, and for his own reasons, the fae had given me a gift. I never went looking for him. I knew the name he gave me and I did my best not to think too hard about it, him, or his family. Life has a fun way of bringing things back, because he's the lost king of the fae and now everyone knows.

Get your affairs in order. War doesn’t wait for anyone to be ready. With the terrible recent events weighing on my mind, I know the only way I can go is forward. My family, our allies, and I know for certain that there is a sect of witches that want to control the moon cursed for their own nefarious purposes. We don’t know how many of them there are, and we don’t know their names. We know it’s not every witch, but that doesn’t make us less suspicious of every single one of them.

Jacky Leon got away with it. She defended a little human girl, made a few unlikely acquaintances, and survived to tell the tale. Now she’s the only werecat in the supernatural community who can say a small family of werewolves lives in her borders. That isn’t a good thing, though. As news of her heritage and relation to Hasan becomes more well known, Jacky finds herself in the spotlight, slammed with guilt over recent werecat problems and her duty as a daughter of Hasan.

My dreams of retirement crashed and burned when the rogue shifter bit me. Not only have I changed into something neither world has ever seen before, but my mission just became even more impossible. To find the answers about what I am, I enlist the help of an infamous ex-poltergeist, a shifter freak, and my least favorite pigeon. What a team we make. Oh, and did I forget to mention that my mate’s bloodthirsty daughter is awake and hunting my ass now? Because that’s a thing, too. Why? I have no idea, but we have every intention of finding out.

Time marches on. Powers shift and new leaders control the supernatural world. People change, learning and growing, evolving into new versions of themselves. I do my best to remain consistent through it all. I will always be Jacky Leon, a member of the werecat ruling family. I’m getting married to Heath Everson, a werewolf and the man I love, if we can finish planning the wedding. Soon, I’m going to have the family I’ve always dreamed of.

The world knows me as Jacqueline, daughter of Hasan, the werecat that fell in love with a werewolf. I prefer Jacky Leon, and I knew what I was getting into when I allowed myself to fall in love with Heath Everson. We’re standing against centuries of animosity between the two species, and it’s a dangerous place to be. I’m checking the shadows, and securing my territory, making sure no one can sneak up on us. Heath is keeping his eyes on more obvious problems. Something bad is going to happen. And the problems we face are much more nefarious than we could have bargained for.

Jacky Leon is a member of the strongest werecat family alive; a family that commands the loyalty of every werecat that walks the face of the earth. Her family is the definition of power, and none have dared challenge that for millennia. It’s not a legacy she’s comfortable with, but it’s the one she’s been given, and Jacky is resolved to do her best with her new responsibilities. When rogue werecats begin to test Jacky’s territory, paranoia mounts as questions go unanswered and lives are potentially at stake.

My husband killed me. Instead of spending my immortal afterlife pissed off and angry, I moved on. I became someone. Sure, that someone was a demon with the highest track record of reform, a.k.a. punishment, in Hell. But who’s bragging? Everything was going fine...until the Risk Witches saw a terrible vision. Three men. Each scarred in their own way, born with powers that haven’t been seen in eons. Upper management sent the best to correct their path. Angels. Poltergeists. Nothing worked. These men were too stubborn. Too bad. Too untamed...so they sent me.

My duty to my family is simple. Help maintain order and uphold the law for my werecat father, Hasan, a member of the Tribunal. But I’ve always had a defiant streak. To do what’s right, I’m willing to throw the law out the window and turn my back on everything I’ve been told. Everyone around me knows I’m willing to risk everything for what I believe in. All I can hope is that my beliefs and the law don’t clash again. Because I have another duty. A duty to blood. A duty to the bond between those who once shared a face and a life.

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.

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.

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.

Forged by Fury is the fourth book in the Demons of New Chicago series. If you can’t get enough of books by Ella Summers, Annette Marie, Shannon Mayer, Deborah Wilde, K.F. Breene, Jeaniene Frost, Kelly St. Clare, and Linsey Hall, then dive right in to the dangerous depths of New Chicago. Beware of headstrong heroines with snark. These ladies don’t bark. They bite.

A young girl is arguing with a cherry tree. That's a new one for Lily, who's managed to reach the end of her first year at high school without too much weirdness. Unfortunately for her, it's not long after solving this odd mystery that her untroubled life begins to unravel. Discovering an abandoned room at the end of the music department corridor, she finds that aside from it being utterly run-down, it's also devoid of its sole occupant: Sonata Sonoda, the missing journalism club president.