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After 130+ years as a vampire, Mercy returns to her hometown of Exeter where she joins Prince Ladinas and his team of underground vampires to stop a host of ancient vampires who've returned from vampire hell.

I'm Hailey Bradbury: Hedge Witch and Vampire. My sire was staked moments after I was turned. As a youngling, the Voodoo Queen adopted me. She taught me her art.

I'm Hailey Bradbury, hedge witch and vampire. My sire was staked moments after I was turned. As a youngling, the Voodoo Queen took me in. She taught me her art. I've been working with the new Mistress of the Vampire Council. She trained me in the ways of vampirism, the path of the night. Witchcraft plus voodoo and vampirism equals what I call bloodwitchery. Most witches won't mess with the power latent in blood. It's dark. It's dangerous. But if you can master it...you can harness the power of life itself.

What do you call a vampire by day, a human by night? Confused? That makes two of us! Sunlight is a little problematic for me. Will I be able to handle it? By night I am a normal girl. I like computers, ice cream, and guys. When the sun rises, I'm stronger. I also get an insatiable craving for you-know-what. The weird sisters stole Dracula's power. As masters of the Scholomance, they are recruiting new vampires. A recipe for disaster? Whatever they are planning, it can't be good. There's only one way to deal with vampires, especially those meddling in the dark arts.

Blaike was born in the blight. As one of the "touched" he is devoid of power. He is forbidden from following the Lightweaver Path. The "touched" still serve the brightlands, working the mines to extract sunstone; to deliver it to the Lightweavers, the saviors, preservers, and rulers of Ashathar. The largest sunstone ever extracted from the mines has been found. It could empower the brightlands for months. When it is discovered that someone stole the sunstone's power, Blaike is exiled from the brightlands. Was he really to blame? Can he survive the blight?

My long-dead vampire brother has returned from hell. He's challenged my right to the vampire throne. He brought a hellhound with him. Every time his hellbeast kills, the bastard gets stronger. He's unstoppable. Stronger and faster than any vampire I've ever encountered. Have I finally met my match?

After 130+ years as a vampire, Mercy returns to her hometown of Exeter where she joins Prince Ladinas and his team of underground vampires to stop a host of ancient vampires who've returned from vampire hell.

The new vampire queen intends to lead her kind from the shadows, to dominate humanity. I'll be damned before I let that happen! I've taken down so many vampires already. You'd think we'd be making progress. Why, then, are the vampires getting stronger? I'm afraid this whole situation is about to bite me in the butt. Perhaps, even, literally.

My brother is taking over the family business . . . It was something I'd trained for my entire life. I was more suited for it than he was in almost every way. Except for the most important one . . . the ability he'd inherited from our father. Why wasn't I born with the same powers? I'm leaving the underworld. I don't belong there anymore. Of course, I only have one marketable skill: Kicking ass and taking names. How can I use that to start a new life for myself on Earth? Unfortunately, vigilantism doesn't pay the bills.

It had been almost a century and a half since I last encountered anyone from the Order of the Morning Dawn. They were religious fundamentalists with the dual goal of eliminating vampires and witches. Being both a vampire and a witch, I was the embodiment of everything the Order hates. Their first attempt to eliminate me failed. Thanks to the fact that my mentor in the craft was also a necromancer.

Everyone knows about witches, now. Once relegated to the shadows, the craft has become mainstream. But most folks aren't too thrilled about the new coven in town. I never thought that I could be a witch. I don't cast spells, or anything like that. But when that warlock showed up, everything changed. There's something about him that's drawing me in. He's dark. He's mysterious. He's sexy as hell. But there's something else about him. Something he's not telling me. What is his secret? He isn't the only witch in town interested in me. What does the coven want? Why are they so interested in me?

They're hunting our kind, burning vampires at the stake. The man leading the charge isn't the "reverend" he pretends to be. He has a deadly secret. Can I uncover the truth? We have no choice but to fight. But if we aren't careful, we'll give the "reverend" what he wants. We'll become the murderous monsters he claims us to be. Listen now to find out if Mercy and the Vampire Underground can expose the "reverend's" secret and quell the angry mob of vampire-haters.

More than 24 hours of Druids, dragons, demigods, and danger fill this modern Arthurian epic omnibus set! Legacies are forged through sacrifice.

Alice thought she understood her purpose. She was the first Nightwalker, a vampire made to hunt her own kind. But the Order of the Morning Dawn has a new creation. A rebellious progeny, forged by Alice's own bite. Loyal only to the Order, he wields a glowing silver crucifix, a "Gilded Cross." They claim its light is celestial, a gift from angels. Alice, secretly sustained by the Eucharist, suspects a darker origin. Could this holy light be born of the very witchcraft the Order condemns?

She's fought against devils and demons, insidious witches, and old-world vampires. When she returns to Exeter, where she grew up as a girl, she'll find enemies even bigger and badder than anything she's ever faced before.

It's hard to make any progress when she can raise the dead to fight at her side. She isn't raising random corpses. She's bringing back some of the most powerful Axis mages who died during the Arcane Wars. She's always one step ahead. What is she planning?

It's time to settle an ancient score. My human father has returned from the grave. He tried to kill me after I became a vampire. He intends to finish the job. But that's the least of my problems. Someone else brought him back. Who would do something like that? All I know is that whoever it is wants me dead. I intend to spoil his plans.

They said I was gifted. The most powerful mage born to our bloodline in more than a century. The dark sorcerer didn't stand a chance. I was a hero. I was famous. I was bad ass. But that was twenty years ago. Now, I'm married with three kids. I have the best lawn in our suburban neighborhood. I have a little more around the mid-section than I used to, but I've still got it. There's been a disturbance in the ether. Strange creatures are terrorizing my community.

I've been framed for murder. The evidence is damnable. To catch a vampire draining the life out of someone on camera.... When the killer looked back, my face was staring right into the monitors. Not even the Voodoo Queen can defend me. I'm on the run.

Wraiths are escaping hell. Isn't that dandy? A mysterious clan of warlocks is behind it. Wraiths are the demented spirits of dead vampires. Why would anyone draw them out of vampire hell? These ghosts don't just go bump in the night. They aren't out for blood either. They're sucking souls.