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When children go missing, and the Humans have no leads, I’m the one they call. I am their last hope in bringing home the lost ones. I salvage what they cannot. The FBI wants me on their team. Bad enough that they are dangling bait they KNOW I can’t resist. The catch? It’s on the other side of the ocean.

When children go missing, and the Humans have no leads, I'm the one they call. I am their last hope in bringing home the lost ones. I salvage what they cannot. Crossing into Ogre country is dangerous when you're a polite, respectful gal. Which means we all know I'm in for a wild ride, despite the new back up I've brought along. Even when things start to go sideways, and enemies close on us from every side, I still believe we have the upper hand.

“My name is Rylee, and I am a Tracker.” When children go missing, and the Humans have no leads, I’m the one they call. I am their last hope in bringing home the lost ones. I salvage what they cannot. Underestimating demons is a bad idea, and it’s a mistake that may cost me not only my own life but the life of a missing child. If I can swallow my pride, and allow Agent O’Shea to help me find a way to deal with the demon, we might be able to save the child.

“My name is Rylee and I am a Tracker.” When children go missing, and the Humans have no leads, I’m the one they call. I am their last hope in bringing home the lost ones. I salvage what they cannot. I’m on the FBI’s wanted list. I have a werewolf for a pet, a Witch of a best friend, and have no need for anyone else in my life.

A prophecy foretold of a journey across the seas that would solve all my problems. But now I'm stuck between an old flame who wants to rekindle what we had, and a jealous vampire who would take the other's head if permitted. Did I mention the psycho goddess Lilis, stalking our every move, intent on killing us all? Despite our troubles, what started out as a cobbled-together faction destined to fail is finally starting to rise to the challenge.

I had her in my arms, only to lose her moments later. Frantic doesn't even begin to describe my state of mind as I search for Bree. That search takes me deep into my past and to a family home that I swore I would never return to. To find Bree, I must face a queen I defied and a monster that wants my soul. All while being heckled by a demon-infested blade. Goddess help me succeed.

Facing down the monsters of my past left me on the cusp of death, wounded and running from the one person I trusted with my life. Havoc. My chosen mate is consumed by a curse so powerful it overrides his natural desire to protect me. I have no doubt he will kill me if he catches me. To save us all, I must figure out my connection to the Norse gods, and claim my place in this world. A journey like no other awaits, and I face it with my best friend at my side, and Havoc at my back.

Reine des cours faes. Confrontée à une bataille impossible. Destinée à ne jamais être avec l'homme que j'aime. J'ai enfin les yeux grands ouverts. Et c'est avec horreur que je découvre que la survie de deux royaumes repose sur mes épaules après le sacrifice ultime de ma mère pour enfermer Rubezahl dans l'Autre Monde. Les humains terrifiés exigent des réponses, les rumeurs vont bon train au sein des Cours d'Été et d'Hiver, et c'est sans parler de ma belle-mère qui cherche à s'approprier le trône pour une raison surprenante... Mais c'est le cadet de mes soucis.

Prelevata dai recinti, venduta all’asta a un contingente di vampiri e spedita oltreoceano verso i territori alfa non era esattamente il modo in cui avevo pianificato di trascorrere la mia settimana. In realtà, avevo previsto solo la prima parte. Ma avrei dovuto essere venduta ai lupi mannari per salvare il mio amico da un destino peggiore della morte. Invece, sono finita nelle grinfie dei succhiasangue che mi hanno strizzata in un corsetto alla Bridgerton per partecipare ai Giochi del Raccolto.

Underhill is my ruthless mother. Her realm is my deadly home. The brutal creatures here are both foe and friend. But the group of fae that just attacked me? They’re all foe. Dragged from my game of hide-and-seek with a dragon, and my home of twenty-one years, I’m thrust into a weak, ugly realm. Earth. Something is taking the fae children of the Irish court, and an Oracle has declared I must find them. Nope. Not my problem. Bye. Except a three-year-old girl they suspect is the next Queen of All Fae was taken too.

The magical tea has worn off. My eyes are wide open. And it’s with horror that I realize the fate of two realms rests on my shoulders after my mother’s ultimate sacrifice to trap Rubezahl in Underhill. Terrified humans clamoring for answers, whispered rumors from both Seelie and Unseelie, and a stepmother who seeks the throne for surprising reasons are the least of my troubles. Rubezahl has returned far sooner than I thought possible. I’m not ready. I can’t win this. And not only that… He has something crucial if we are to win. He’s taken something I cannot live without.

Élue. Accusée à tort du meurtre de mon père par son assassin. Les Cours Faes à mes trousses. Destinée à ne jamais pouvoir toucher l'homme pour qui je brûle de désir. Et ma situation n'est pas près de s'embellir... Si ma vie avait commencé à s'améliorer, ce n'est plus du tout le cas. Loin de là. Et le dernier merdier en date ? C'est la cerise sur le gâteau et le guili à la betterave ! Le père qui m'a abandonnée à la naissance est désormais mort. L'agitation règne au sein des cours assoiffées de sang.

A deadly journey lies ahead of me, and no one can know that I am leaving—too many would steal the crown with me gone. With a small, secret contingent, I go across the water to the human realm, a land I’ve never set foot on to find the gemstone that is the key to our salvation.

Toute sa vie, elle a cherché à prouver sa valeur et à être acceptée auprès des siens. Mais pour sauver son peuple, elle va devoir abandonner tout ce pour quoi elle s'est battue tant d'années. Orpheline. Formée au combat. Conditionnée depuis toujours à craindre le pouvoir de l'Autre Monde. Secrètement amoureuse d'un homme qui ne veut pas de moi. Je ne suis qu'Alli, l'orpheline mi-faë, mi-humaine, mais la vie commence enfin à me sourire. Il n'aura fallu que vingt-quatre ans.

Hope is a four-letter word. Yet, I can’t help but hope that the Oracle will be the answer to what I seek. But getting to the Oracle is no small thing as she resides in the center of the Blasted lands—toxic waste, lava, and monsters. And as the alpha of our Pride, it’s up to me to act responsibly and not get my people all killed. Driving us from behind comes the desert goddess whose rage is centered on me, and with her is a new ally, who still holds my heart in his hands. One whose voice calls to me still.

The Storm Queen has been defeated. And the first two challenges have been conquered. You’d think that it would be all downhill from here. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy. Well, if it was downhill at warp speed into more trouble, then you’d be absolutely correct.

In 1876, we were called to Savannah, Georgia to help with an infestation of demons. If we'd known what we, my wife Evangeline, and I, were walking into, we'd have run the other way. As it was, we shared tea with a vampire and stepped into a battle we did not understand until it was too late.

I thought that my biggest problem was a curse that turned me into a golden retriever instead of a wolf. Then I accidentally took on a second curse that bound my fate to that of the world’s. If I die, everyone else goes down in flames too. Ragnarök is now in my hands. Great. Talk about pressure I don’t need. Did I mention everyone trying to kill me? My mate. My brothers. My mother. What a clusterfluck. Add in Loki, Freya, and a host of the Norse pantheon to the mix, each one trying to manipulate me to follow their own plans, and you’ve got a recipe for chaos. What’s a girl to do?

Surprise, surprise, the Dark Council has been plotting to force my hand. They know that I love Crash. Yes, I said the L word. And they know I’d do anything to bring him back from hell—even though it means it puts both our souls into great danger. And puts my knees into running mode. (Cue the Advil.) Now, I’m headed straight into a hell that is straight out of a Greek odyssey.

The magical tea has worn off. My eyes are wide open. And it’s with horror that I realize the fate of two realms rests on my shoulders, after my mother’s ultimate sacrifice. Rubezahl has returned far sooner than I thought possible. And not only that....He has something crucial, if we are to win. He’s taken something I cannot live without. There is no option but to race, and decipher the puzzle, to save the man I love, the friends more important to me than my own life, and humans and fae alike. Two realms. Only I can save them. We’re screwed.