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Pretend Ma told me the terrible things done to me were for the greater good. That I would be a hero and fight for those who can't fight for themselves. I'm not so sure about that. I am sure that my time in this world is drawing to a close. I'm okay with that. I even wish for it some days. Then, I meet him. Mr. Glowy Eyes. I'm also sure I'm a monster, and I'm certain that he's so much worse than that. But he also shows me something important. Very important. Do you want to know what it is?

Ever get a job that sucks? My name is Iza Black and my life is the sucky job. I mean yeah, there are perks. Live-in maid service, free food, and I get this purple, sparkly aura thing. But there are way more bad parts. So many people, so much pain. Sleep has divorced me completely, and I'm living their nightmares now too. I'm not sure I'm strong enough for this, that I can do what needs to be done. But I have to. Because it's my job . . . because someone needs to. These people need violence to meet violence. Hugs don't always fix things in our world. Then there's Phobe.

The dark is angry...Jameson, the dummy, went off chasing boobs so now I’m chasing a boob too - him. Every road, so far, ends at a dead end or with someone dead at the end. Mostly the latter. My patience is growing short and so is time. As Phobe blithely reminds me with his sharp smile, there’s a reason the Sidhe chose me and that reason leaves me covered in blood. When I finally find the people who took my nerd - I realize the depth of deception.

Life can change so suddenly, leaving you standing there with your heart in your throat - unsure of what to do. I’ve never been good at playing the damsel in distress, which means it’s time to do something about it. My life has taken a turn I never expected it to take. I have a Triad. Three beautiful, annoying men have taken up residence in my home and in my life.

Trick and treat. Daya the nutbag decided that the best way to build a relationship with his daughter was to kidnap her. His daughter, that's me, has decided that I don't feel like having a relationship with him. He says he wants to make up time when really he wants to control my power. The lady doth protest, a lot. The guys try to stage a rescue and fail, so I decide that I'm sick of sitting and waiting for rescue. I'm going to rescue myself. One of the first things I'm going to do when I get home...I'm going to kiss the smirk off of Trick's face. If I survive my escape.

My financial situation is beyond desperate and that stripper pole is looking better and better, but I refuse to put on the baby oil just yet. There’s got to be some other way to break this job-jinx. Luck is not on my side - until I spot the Crow’s feather. The wind - like my life - is against me and decides to try and keep me from my prize. I follow it. I really want that feather and end up at this gloomy, creepy building that I don't recall ever seeing before. And as fate would have it...there's a "Now Hiring" sign on the front gate.

Ciar is the epitome of both. The bane of my existence. Well, he used to be. Instead of letting me wade out into a world I was no longer a part of, alone - he came with me. To discover my Triad, to discover myself. The former bane of my existence is now the only reason I still have one. Now, he's all Fae male and looking at me with a new hunger in his green eyes. He's making a claim and telling me that there will be more. Two more, in fact. What the hell am I going to do with three of them?

My financial situation is beyond desperate and that stripper pole is looking better and better, but I refuse to put on the baby oil just yet. There’s got to be some other way to break this job-jinx. Luck is not on my side - until I spot the Crow’s feather. The wind - like my life - is against me and decides to try and keep me from my prize. I follow it. I really want that feather, and end up at this gloomy, creepy building that I don't recall ever seeing before. And as fate would have it.... There's a now hiring sign on the front gate.

Jake Isaac left Texas quite a few years ago; his heart torn from his chest, and his mind set on being a bachelor forever. Maine would welcome him, give him land to explore, and a community to belong to. Getting a job as the coach of the local junior high and serving on the fire department kept him busy - and labeled him a hometown hero - but the truth of his damaged heart was forever hidden.