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Underhill has been killed, and the only thing standing between all realms and utter destruction by Unbalance and his minions is me. Named as the new Mistress of Underhill, I must gather those I trust to untangle the deadly riddles or I will be left to face the darkness alone.

Ripped from the man I’m bound to. Thrust into fresh danger. And this time I must go alone. Except the task I’m burdened with should belong to a more powerful fae—my mother. Listening to her brought me to this moment of heartache and loss. Perhaps the time has come for a new approach, no matter the consequences.

Ripped from the man I'm bound to. Thrust into fresh danger. And this time I must go alone. Except the task I'm burdened with should belong to a more powerful fae—my mother. Listening to her brought me to this moment of heartache and loss. Perhaps the time has come for a new approach, no matter the consequences.

Last week, I inherited every cent of the multi-billion-dollar Le Spyre estate. But tequila is far easier to swallow than the coincidence of my beloved grandmother’s death. I’m over this supernatural game, yet walking away from Kyros isn't simple with the damn mate thing on the cards. The Indebted need my help. My grandmother deserves justice. And, uhm, the third blood exchange did something to me. It's official. I’m done playing by paranormal rules. I’m making my own - and playing to win. Because if I enter Ingenium on my terms, there's no turning back.

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.

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.

Named as the new Mistress of Underhill, I must gather those I trust to untangle the deadly riddles or I will be left to face the darkness alone. The politics of the earth and fae realms, the survival of all, and the remains of my tattered heart will all be decided in a final battle. But as more and more players enter this war of realms, I realize that things are not what they seemed. If I am to see this through to the end, I must do what my mother asked of me. Somehow I must embrace a destiny that feels impossible… and give up on a love impossible to deny.

Even though I’ve uncovered the demon king’s sinister plans and the truth about the supernatural game this coven plays, I must leave the knolls. Bizarrely, the place I came to for answers has become home. Hope. Community. I nearly fell in love here. Now the mating ritual with Wild feels like another excellent reason to leave.

A moneylending kraken, angry echo imp, and emotionally limited witch have it out for me. I swear. What did I ever do to deserve this crap? Life is more twisted than a forest nymph’s vines, and in an ingenious or moronic move, I’m now working for the Twelve. Until this point they’ve seemed happy to kidnap and drain me, so safe to say this risk is bigger than an earth guardian’s...well, you know. Protecting those I care about is imperative, yet a sexy detective in a long coat has a different agenda.

A billionaire phoenix, a berserker in a long coat, and a rebellious brownie walk into a jazz bar…I wish I was joking. My shapeshifting attacker may be gone, but the bastards who gave the order are alive and kicking. They’re not the only ones after a chunk of my perky, cupid butt. The Nepos Bureau of Crime are digging around and asking questions that really aren’t good for my lifespan.

After discovering the rightful heir to the Phaetyn, an alliance with the healers should be easy as pancakes. But while the armies of Verald and Gemond march to the border for war, the emperor delivers a crushing blow that threatens to put everything at risk. As I fight my father’s staggering power, I’m compelled to face evil on his terms. A twisted darkness worse than anything I’ve experienced. Nothing could’ve prepared me for this. How far would you go to defeat a merciless sovereign?

Stuck in the lethal Outer Rings of Glacium, I must fight to survive. And not just that; my true identity must remain the gravest of secrets. No one can find out I'm the Tatuma of Osolis—the princess of their enemy world—especially now I know why I've been veiled my entire life. I have to believe I can do it, because only then can I continue the search for Prince Kedrick's murderer and navigate my way back to King Jovan's castle.

One hundred and fifty years ago, global warming brought humankind to the edge of extinction. In a desperate bid for survival, 4,000 genetically enhanced soldiers - the last slice of humanity - were sent to eight space stations. To serve. To protect. Then the Critamal arrived, uninvited. Waves of aliens now work to break through the Orbitos' defenses, the black-shelled creatures seeking to colonize the vacated and barren world. War is their reality. All Romy can do is fight alongside her knot and watch from the mocking midst of the stars as Earth rises and falls in the distance.

The pendant, gem, dagger, and robe of a dead woman have decided my fate. Now over three hundred magus look to me to save them from the impossibly powerful demon king. It's safe to say my life took a little turn. But defeating a mere demon army would make life too simple. The demon kings magic also permeates the knolls, driving the wedge of discord deep in the coven. So much has changed. So many are uncertain. Suspicion and uncertainty will find their target.

Após um brutal treinamento de oito anos em Underhill, Kallik, uma mestiça metade humana e metade feérica, sobreviveu ao teste final e poderá retornar para casa e, quem sabe, ter a vida que sempre sonhou desde que perdeu a mãe e se viu jogada em um orfanato depois de ser renegada pelo próprio pai. Mas durante seu juramento, Underhill—o lar ancestral dos feéricos e fonte da magia primordial—é destruído, Alli é a única que sabe o que aconteceu de verdade no momento em que tudo explodiu.

Three months ago, Romy emerged from the cultivation tanks after a year floating inside. Body intact. Mind broken. Memory gone. Now she undergoes regular testing as doctors work to find out...well, she's not exactly sure what. The tests must have something to do with the reason she can't remember her knot - the single lucid memory the other insane soldiers on Orbito Four still possess. Whatever the researchers are searching for, if it aids the soldiers in the deathly war against the lethal alien invaders - the Critamal - the excruciating pain is worth it. But a grey-eyed man has other plans.

Earth is nothing like Romy expected. A disappointing fact made clear far too many times. Over the last year and a half, her world has shattered again and again, along with her sanity, and now Knot 27 is split in two with no sign of reconciliation. There is no end in sight. When the leader of their rebel movement steps down, the man Romy loves takes over the role of commander-general. They are outnumbered. They are outgunned. Not only are the Mandate Membersas deprived of humanity as ever, butanother lethal player has taken the field.

O que Kallik mais queria era encontrar a entrada para Underhill — o lar ancestral dos feéricos, e que desapareceu aparentemente por culpa dela —, e, quem sabe, poder começar a levar sua vida de forma tranquila. No entanto, quando se vê acusada pelo assassinato do rei da corte Seelie, agora ela precisa, além de tudo, provar mais uma vez sua inocência. Ela só não esperava que receberia ajuda da corte rival para escapar e continuar sua busca por Underhill — e muito menos que a rainha dessa corte iria designar o homem por quem Kallik é apaixonada desde sempre para ser seu protetor nessa missão.

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.

Königin der Feenhöfe, Herrscherin der Throne. Konfrontiert mit einem unmöglichen Kampf. Dazu verflucht, niemals mit dem Mann zusammen zu sein, den sie liebt. Der magische Tee hat nachgelassen. Kalliks Augen sind weit geöffnet. Und mit Schrecken stellt sie fest, dass das Schicksal zweier Reiche auf ihren Schultern ruht, nachdem ihre Mutter das ultimative Opfer gebracht hat, um den Riesen nach Underhill zu verbannen.