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Maddy used to think she knew what would end her life. Now, the list is too long to guess from. And possibly the most dangerous of them all—Kain. Every day she spends at Featherblade, more secrets are revealed, and it will only be so long before one of them is hers. When Kain has what he wants from her… She fears it won’t just be those who wronged him who will feel his wrath.

It’s about so much more than the bond now. Gavriel has taken one of the men I love, and he’s about to learn an important lesson. Never piss off a succubus. This is the final book in the Fallen University trilogy, a reverse harem romance with a slightly snarky heroine and four sexy, supernatural men. It includes cursing, mild violence, and lots of steam.

Find Lucifer’s stolen Book of Sins, recover the lost powers of Pride and Envy, then lift the curse preventing us from being together. That was supposed to be the plan. But now… Hearing my mom’s voice has sent me into a tailspin. Add in a mad dash to Rome, a jealous angel and an intervention by a god, and I am officially in trouble. Somehow, I find myself rallying an angry pixie, a geeky vampire, an ancient chauffeur and a sex-obsessed pensioner into a rescue mission I could never have dreamed up. We have to head into hell, to rescue the devil himself.

See this tattoo across my stomach? Yeah, the one with seven crazy runes. Ignore the pink one, that's Sarah. I love her, but she's not one of my four. That was a hard lesson to learn. I've met rune #1, and he wasn't at all what I'd expected. It wasn't love at first sight. Maybe hate at first sight. Pretty sure he hates my guts. But that's okay, maybe rune #2 will bring him around. This end of the world stuff is just getting started, and I have a feeling one of my very own sins is the one stirring the pot. The Incubus King, what sin might he be? Lust...my favorite one.

Once, I hated these men. Now I’ll risk everything to save them. As I watched Kian be dragged down into the shadow realm, I swear he took a piece of my heart with him. And I’m going to get it back. I’m going to get him back....

My plan to tear apart the Vampire Clan of Baltimore from the inside worked. Maybe a little too well. Now lines have been drawn in the sand, and a battle is brewing. The wrinkly old bastard Tyresius has declared war on me and everyone I care about, and he’s planning to let vampires run rampant all over Baltimore...unless we find a way to stop him.

They lied to me. They used me. They almost broke me. But I won’t let them win. I should have known better than to trust the Reapers. Should’ve known better than to let myself feel anything for them. Beneath their possessive kisses and stolen moments lurked a dark secret—one that changes everything.

Anger management isn’t so bad when your shrink is gorgeous. It’s less great when you turn up to find him dead on the floor, and an armored giant dressed like a freaking ancient warrior standing over his body, though. Ares, the God of War, has lost his power and the only way for him to get it back? Me. Apparently, I’m a goddess. One with the power of war. I mean, it does explain a lot.

Access to the Fae Realm has been lost for centuries, so when my brother mates with the mythical phoenix and becomes part of the Guardian Quint, things get interesting. Their destiny is to reestablish the portal gate and unite the realms. I tag along for the ride.

I’m supposed to be the last of my kind, all-powerful, and marked by prophecy for greatness. But, something, somewhere, must have gone wrong, because I have no power or greatness. The prophecy must be about my sister, the only other living being with our kind's blood in her veins, but she's been in a magical sleep for eight years and is slowly turning to stone. I will do anything to save her, but the answers I need are inside Poseidon’s underwater palace. The fiercely powerful ocean god rules his realm with brutal efficiency, and nobody is ever allowed to get close to him.

When I moved to New York after a bad divorce, I planned to reinvent myself. I just had no idea the "new me" would be a vampire. Or that the three (yes, three!) vampires who turned me would be the hottest, most frustrating men I’d ever met. Now, creepy shadow monsters are stalking me, and I don’t know why. But teaming up with these dangerously sexy brothers may be my best chance for survival, even though being around them does weird things to my heart.

Varya lives in the shadows. As a tomb raider, it's easier that way. Known for obtaining the unobtainable, she risks life and limb to provide for her small desert town: a magical chalice with never-ending water, an amulet that heals, a map that shows where all the other magical objects are. However, the last stolen treasure came with a problem—the Demon King, Greed. When she finds herself saddled with an injured demon, tracked by a horde of warriors, and effectively lost in the desert, well, what's a girl to do?

I fell in love with the devil. Now, I’m a prisoner of hell. “Fragile things can be broken.” That’s what Cephalus told me after I woke up in a cell in the underworld. His captive. His bargaining chip. He plans to use me to force Lucifer back into service in the endless war with heaven, blackmailing him into returning to hell. And the worst part is, his plan might work.r back into service in the endless war with heaven, blackmailing him into returning to hell. And the worst part is, his plan might work.

I’ve made a few enemies in my time, but none as powerful, or spiteful, as the Goddess of Love. Aphrodite’s curse has turned Ares from the man I was falling in love with into a savage beast, crazed with blood-lust and desperate to steal my magic. Worse, we still have one Trial left to complete in order to save my friend from a rogue Underworld demon, a Trial set by the spirit of Terror.

In order to save my only friend’s life, I am being forced to complete three Trials set by the Lords of War; Pain, Panic, and Terror. And I have to work with the most arrogant, stubborn, untrustworthy jerk in Olympus to do so. Ares not only won’t teach me how to use my powers, he also keeps trying to steal them. And he's crossed a line that should be unforgivable.

Can this skeptical player let down his guard long enough to let love into his life, or is this forbidden romance a train wreck in the making? Ryan James doesn’t believe in love. It’s a truth he learned early in life. A truth he carried with him into adulthood. He broke his golden rule one time, but Myndi trampled all over his heart, cementing his belief that love is a lie and not worth the effort. Until Summer Petersen comes crashing into his world, threatening to knock down his walls with her tempting body and sunny, sweet personality.

With five very different personalities bound by the universe, it's no surprise "aligning our quint" isn't as easy as I hoped. Still, when all the life and death obstacles hit us, it's musketeer time - all for one and one for all. Do we have the juice to pull it together and unite the realms? Um...no one seems to agree on that. The one thing that everyone is straight on, though, is that the corruption in the upper levels of the Fae Concealment Office must be rooted out and stopped.

The quint is aligned, and as much as I hoped life would simplify once the five of us mated...it's a big "Hells no" on that. Don't get me wrong, the guys are great, with me, with each other. Sexy sparks are flying in every direction and having a front-row seat is enough to ignite me into flames - even if I wasn't a mythical firebird. Now we need to get ahead of the chaos coming at us. Open the portal. Unite the realms. Everyone lives happily ever after. But not everyone is as on board as they pretend. Who do we trust? Who's working against us?

The final book of the Poseidon Trials trilogy...

When my brother gets into some serious trouble with the Vampire Clan of Baltimore, there’s only one thing I can do to save his ass. I decide to offer myself up as a blood tribute, infiltrate their underground palace, and find a way to get him out. But playing the part of a simpering blood bag is harder than I expected, especially when my first impulse is to put a stake through the heart of every vamp I meet. To make matters worse, I’ve somehow caught the eye of three dangerous vampire men.