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After I’d agreed to do a job for the fae queen I hate, the entire world went to hell - literally. Now, it’s my job to clean up my mess before she creates new nasties with the white grace and kills us all - yeah, my fault, too. It gets better. The legion of angels have put a bounty on my head for the murder of the archangel Vedriel, which was in totally self-defense, but it’s not like they care.

That’s what I thought until they came to Hollow Cove. And when I say they arrived, I mean they actually materialized—they came to life. Newly engaged, I was looking forward to some quiet, sexy time with my wereape—all kinds of horizontal refreshments in every room—you know the type. But did I get it? Nope. Instead, I get hit with fairytales that plague our town.

In my life, when things go bad, they go notoriously bad. As if having a greater demon hunting me wasn’t bad enough, or a demented archangel trying to kill me, try doing a job for a fae queen I hate. Why? Because, someone close to me is about to lose everything if I don’t find a crapload of money soon. But without any other jobs coming up, I’m stuck. So, when the fae queen of the Dark Court offers me a gig, I take it.

I thought my life was finally going my way. Boy, was I wrong. When a new job lands in my lap from the Dark Witch Court, with a very large paycheck, I take it. It should have been an easy gig. I was wrong again. Nothing is what it seems. When members of the Gray Council wind up dead, a new evil closes in and I find myself on a dangerous path. Just when I thought I could kick back and relax, the madness of the Netherworld and demons pulls me right back in. And I have no choice but to kick some serious butt.

I survived the incident with the Greater Demon. As a dark witch, I can handle pretty much any supernatural baddie that comes my way, including the occasional Greater Demon. But my struggles are far from over. When a series of unexplained witch murders plague New York City, it’s up to me to uncover the culprits and hunt them down with some good ol’ fashion magic. To make matters worse, the insufferable, drool-worthy Logan keeps popping into my life unannounced, making it extremely hard to focus on the job—and not his tight behind.

I didn’t think my life could get any worse — but it did. A series of gruesome murders shake New York City, and it’s my job to try and catch the murderous SOBs before they kill their next victim. But something doesn’t smell right. Literally. The deeper I dig, the worse it gets. Turns out these murders are not what they seem. They’re much, much worse. It gets better. A new darkness has risen. Something I’d never faced before and a lot more powerful than me. Yeah, I was shocked too.

It’s important to stay busy in my line of work, and fresh challenges keep me on my toes. I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon. Okay, so I accepted the archdemon Lucian’s gift in the hopes that it would make me invincible - big mistake. A darkness rises in me that I can’t control. It seduces me, offering me the power to make things right again, all the while consuming little pieces of my soul. But if I embrace the darkness, will I ever be the same?

Okay, so officially, I’ve resigned from the Dark Witch Court as one of the witches who clean up paranormal problems no one else wants to handle. Specifically, I deal with the demons that escape from the Veil—the invisible layer that protects our world from the Netherworld. But when I’m called in to investigate a series of human deaths at a local New York restaurant while between jobs, I’m in no position to turn down the cash. So, I unofficially take the gig.

I should be happy for her. Right? But I'm not. Because I know this Derrick character is bad news. Call it my witchy instincts, but I'm convinced something is seriously off with the guy. So how do I prove it to my aunt? The pressure is on as I only have four days to figure it out before the wedding—yes, four days until Beverly says, "I do" to that slimy bastard. As the clues start to come together, I have to wade through a pack of lies to get to the truth and find out who Derrick Baudelaire really is—and what he's hiding.

I was engaged. Okay, so I wasn't technically engaged. But I did fantasize about it. A lot. Okay, all the time. No need to pretend. The only problem here was when couples got engaged, there was usually a proposal of sorts, an exchange of promises, and a mutual agreement to spend the rest of their lives together. But three weeks have now passed since the night I found that black box with that pretty ring, and still, the chief hasn't proposed. But I've got worse problems. A mysterious and ominous curse spreads across our town, and we don't know who's responsible or why it's happening.

The Unbreakable Child, a story about forgiving the unforgivable, is a riveting journey inside the secretive underbelly of the St. Thomas / St. Vincent Orphan Asylum in rural Kentucky. It is the first book in the United States to confront the institutionalized physical and emotional abuse suffered by countless orphans at the hands of Catholic clergy over these last decades.

We killed someone.... Okay, not exactly the news I wanted to hear from my aunts. But here it was. Now, what the hell was I supposed to do with it? Just when I thought I could finally get a well-deserved break from the shitshow I'd been living for the past months, I get hit with this. To make matters worse, an investigator starts snooping around Hollow Cove, asking questions about my aunts. If they're found guilty of this murder, it's a one-way ticket to Grimway Citadel - the witch prison.

A string of lifeless bodies haunt the streets of Moonfell, each one more gruesome than the last. Werewolf gone mad? Possibly. But as the bodies pile up, doubt creeps in. Something about this feels off, and I can’t help but wonder if something more sinister is at play. While I try to unravel the mysteries surrounding Moonfell’s recent deaths, Dash continues to weave in and out of my life with his own secrets and agendas. As the body count rises, a threat looms over my life, and I can’t help but feel like I am walking through a minefield with no way out.

As a Starlight witch, I’ve had my fair share of struggles. I mean, let’s face it, being a witch is tough enough, but when you add a little sister into the mix, things get crazy. Shay’s got the power of the sun inside her, and everyone wants a piece of that, including the evil vampiress Freida. She wants to use my little sister for her own nefarious purposes, and I’ll be damned if I let that happen.

Lucifer took my magic. Okay, so technically, Derrick the incubus douche took it, but he was Lucifer's guy and following orders. Still, I can't be a witch or a Merlin without magic. Can my life get any worse? Of course, it can. As I try to adjust and accept life without a drop of magic in my veins, Marcus disappears. Well, not exactly, more like he ghosts me. He's not returning my calls or my texts. Just when I think I finally have my love life on track, it gets derailed, and my heart is slowly torn apart.

Broke and living in a one-bedroom apartment the size of a closet is not what you’d expect from an elite hunter like me. But hunting demons and half-breeds isn’t your average nine-to-five job with benefits. The hours are long and the pay usually sucks. I didn’t think I was going to make rent again until the Council, the group of angel-born who’d shunned me all those years ago, offered me a job - a paying one.I could either tell them to shove it, or take the job. So what’s a gal to do? Take the gig, of course.

Nameless, Kentucky, in 1969 is a hardscrabble community where jobs are few and poverty is a simple fact - just like the hot Appalachian breeze or the pests that can wipe out a tobacco field in days. RubyLyn Bishop is luckier than some. Her God-fearing uncle, Gunnar, has a short fuse and high expectations, but he's given her a good home ever since she was orphaned at the age of five. Yet now, a month shy of her 16th birthday, RubyLyn itches for more.

Never in my 30 years did I think my new normal would be a gig as a soul collector's assistant - slave really - where I help stockpile souls from the miserable mortals who sell them to him. The demon thinks he can control me, but I plan on doing things differently...my way. But we all know it's never that easy or that simple, especially in my life.

Kara’s return to the world of the living is short-lived when she gets an unexpected surprise and finds herself back in Horizon—the Legion has given her a second chance. Kara and her friends face a new enemy: a Dark warlock, an ancient and evil adversary of the Legion. But when Kara finds out that their GA weapons have no effect on Dark magic, can she defeat the warlock and save the mortal world from Darkness? What’s worse, the Legion orders Kara to carry out her new mission undercover, as someone she never expected…

In 1972 on Mudas Summers's 17th birthday, her beloved mama Ella is found hanging from the rafters of their home. Most people in Peckinpaw, Kentucky, assume that Ella's no-good husband did the deed. Others think Ella grew tired of his abuse and did it herself. Muddy is determined to find out for sure either way, especially once she finds strange papers hidden among her mama's possessions