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I've been hiding out with the dragons, but then mysterious fae show up at the dragons' stronghold and abduct me at the King's command. The royals of Embermere are hosting the Fae Heir Trials to find their successors. The winners will marry and become the next to rule the fae lands. Turns out I'm the King's illegitimate daughter, and the wicked queen intends to kill me off during the challenges. I find myself thrust into a barbaric tournament where death is all but guaranteed. I'm competing against the most gorgeous, deadly fae warriors of the realm.

An ordinary girl, a dream to become extraordinary, and the powers that will lead her to change the world. What would you do if you were invited to study at the Magical Arts Academy? Enroll, of course! Join Isadora and her crew of magical misfits. Embark on a wild adventure today! Omnibus two includes books five through eight of the Magical Arts Academy.

When Bruno rides up on a Harley, all muscled and tattooed, it isn’t just the bike that purrs. I’m drawn to the wolf shifter in a way that can’t be denied. But when he can’t take his eyes off me, it’s not for the reason I’d hoped. He knows more about me than I do. My past isn't what I thought it was. My enemies are much more powerful than I’d ever imagined. My destiny alone remains the same. I’ll do whatever it takes to secure the future of werewolves.

I never fit in as a human, and now that I’ve been magically corrupted against my will, I’m starting to see that I don’t really fit in as a wolf, either. The fierce and famous Smoky Mountain Pack rescued me from a fight to the death, but now that they have me, they don’t know what to do with me. Some would like to see me cast out, left to wander, and die as a lone wolf.

Zasha comes from a family of cage fighters. There was no time for playing with dolls or painting her nails - just learning how to survive in the ring. When four men attack her, she’s ready for them. Until they break the rules, and use dark magic against her. They transform her into a wolf. A beast. The Pound is an underground fighting arena, where wolves are pitted against each other to delight the whims of the perverse elite. It’s where wolves are sent to fight - and die. She was never meant to be a wolf, but was always meant to be a fighter.

Since Selene was flung onto land, she’s been on the run. And legs aren’t her thing. As knowledge of Selene’s unique powers spread throughout the supernatural community, her enemies have grown. Power-hungry vamps, witches, and shifters hunt her relentlessly. To claim the power of the angels, they’ll stop at nothing.

The Magical Creatures Academy has sent its finest fairies to recruit her. As a hybrid shape-shifter - half siren, half angel - Selene of the Kunu Clan is one of a kind. It’s a label that makes her the target of a rebel faction of supernatural creatures that seeks to claim her power. But her power is undeveloped and more a danger to herself than an aid. Yet her magic is her only advantage over the vicious vampires and fierce shifters who seek to eliminate her.

An ordinary girl, a dream to become extraordinary, and the powers that will lead her to change the world. What would you do if you were invited to study at the Magical Arts Academy? Enroll, of course! Join Isadora and her crew of magical misfits. Embark on a wild adventure today!

Luanne and Shawna Gawama head out of Gales Haven for a spontaneous day of adventurous fun. They expect to drink a little too much and dance the night away. Definitely to forget about all the trouble that’s befallen their hometown since their niece Marla’s return.

Traitor’s Den was meant to be a prison. A punishment. A hellhole my daddy could never escape. Over the decades, however, hundreds of us have found a way to make it our home. We’ve learned to deal with the many bumps along the way with colorful cussing and a dash of humor—often roused by one too many at the saloon—and we’ve embraced the spell that turns us all into honky-tonk cowgirls and -boys.

Just when Marla Gawama thinks she might be getting the hang of her detective doo-ties, the universe has to go and prove her wrong.

Huzzah! I made it to my 23rd birthday! Given how much dragon magic I have rolling through me now, doing its best to cook me from the inside out, this feat is no small thing. I’ve earned a hearty celebration and then some. I’m gonna party down at Sharmayne’s and let her ply me with as many of her cocktails as she wants. Her magic touch is exactly what I need after how nutty life in Traitor’s Den has been lately. I deserve every hypnotic, milky, swirling Moon Mixer she sends my way. Hell, I might get fancy and skip right on to a Roll in the Hay, maybe even a Sirens on the Rocks.

I need more magic like I need a point-blank bullet to the head. All that dragon power Rhett’s already given me is churning around inside me, causing as much trouble as the great poohbah dragon protector himself, and he’s trouble walking in a pair of perfectly fitting jeans. Regardless of my desires, and I’ve got lots of them thanks to the two men who won’t stop shooting suggestive looks my way, more magic is exactly what I’ve got—plus a whole band of dragon shifters without it, heh, pointing fingers at me for taking what they think is theirs. Oopsie.

The people and creatures of Traitor’s Den are always getting into trouble. It’s the one thing I can count on. The longer they spend in the Den, the more the spell that keeps us all here has the chance to take effect, turning us all into my Uncle Tucker’s version of cowboys and cowgirls. Our little one-way town is always wild and outrageous, and no day is ever the same. But when Rhett Stead and Zeke Doyle tumble through the portal, our town’s signature wild Western flavor swells a couple of notches, especially since they seem to think I’m their mate or queen or...whatever.

I’ve never seen the outside world and I don’t care. The cannon-toting, trigger-happy residents here are like family, even if most of them are a few spoons short of a full set. Eventually, everyone grows on you, kinda like nail fungus. But the booze flows freely, and Tiger keeps me company. He’s as much a prisoner as I am. Just when I think I’ve made my peace with my lot, the portal pops open and two men shoot through, throwing punches before their feet even finish landing in my town. When they finally look at me, all I see is problems. Big, ginormous, too-handsome problems.

I didn’t choose this life, but it’s still the only one I’ve got. Made by corrupt magic, sent to die, then saved and adopted by the local pack. I wasn’t born a wolf shifter, but I’m one of them now. And I’m prepared to fight at their side against the evil organization that will stop at nothing to extinguish our kind. I’ve found a family and I’ve found love with my very own fated mate, the irresistible pack Beta. But if I’m not careful, I can lose it all. One wrong move is all it will take.... The Hunters are coming for us, and they play dirty.

Marla Gawama is the new detective of Gales Haven. She knows nothing about sleuthing, but her nan assigned her the job, and what Bessie Gawama wants, she gets. Marla does her best to carry out her new detective doo-ties. She even dons her comfortable running shoes and sets out to get ’er done. But when some bumbling bumpkins show up in town, and Haveners start losing their marbles left and right, it becomes clear she’s not cut out for the job. That never stopped a Gawama witch before. And she isn’t going to let it stop her now.

Jace Rollini was my first kiss, my first boyfriend, my first everything. Gorgeous and tough, he was my high school’s bad boy. A motorcycle lover with a craving for danger, I thought I’d hold on to him as long as he let me. Fast forward 12 years.... I ended up with a man who was the wrong sort of trouble. The kind who hurt me. The kind who left me in the hospital with a traumatic brain injury that erased the last 12 years of my life. Now I’m back in the small town I ran away from. And Jace is here. And he’s sexier than ever.

Marla figured returning to her small hometown would be the start of a simple life — albeit one with magic. She figured wrong. Magic was part of the deal, but the new role assigned to her wasn’t. What does she know about detecting? Nothing at all, a fact made plainly obvious during her first day on the job. What do a foul-mouthed leprechaun and Spanx have in common? Marla is about to find out....

The hunted has become the hunter. Anira is part of the Dragon Force, whose purpose is to protect the dragons, sacred to her people. The chieftain of her tribe intends to drain the power of the dragons and keep it for himself. Now he’s allied with shadow people, who ride the dragons - a feat none in the force has managed to achieve. Stopping the chieftain before he succeeds in destroying them all is more urgent than ever. He’s only getting stronger.