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Special Agent Diana Sheen has been targeted by magical villains determined to bring her and her agency down. The bad guys have something big planned. The troll that's adopted her patrols in the night, searching for the cosplaying criminal who has evaded them. The team's undercover agent gets in deeper with their opposition. Inevitably, he faces a moment of truth where he faces off against the good guys. Oh, and Kayleigh wants to mount an AI-controlled rocket launcher on the roof of the house she shares with Diana and Rath.

Special Agent Diana Sheen runs a secret agency...locked squarely in the crosshairs of a magical conspiracy far greater than she'd imagined. The bad guys are seeking artifacts to increase their power, and it feels like they're leading up to something big. Can she stop them in time? The attacks are getting personal. Other bureaus have taken heavy losses, and only her team's magical abilities have kept them from the same fate.  

Diana runs a secret Federal agency that combats magic mixed with wicked. Her team cleans up the worst streets, disguised as bounty hunters. Challenge number one is a small troll and his ongoing obsession with action films. Good thing he's a helluva fighter too. Still, is it enough? Dark magic has a new twist born from an ancient cult and they're playing for keeps. Good thing Agent Sheen knows how to play rough. It's all in a day's work at the secret bureau of the Federal Agents of Magic.

FBI Agent Diana Sheen is an agent with a secret...she carries a badge and a troll, along with a little magic. But her Most Wanted List is going to take a little extra effort. She'll have to embrace her powers and up her game to take down new threats. Not to mention deal with the troll that's adopted her. All signs point to a serious threat lurking just beyond sight, pulling the strings to put the forces of good in harm's way. Magic or mundane, you break the law, and Diana's gonna find you, tag you, and bring you in. 

I never wanted to be a killer. Not until my entire family was slaughtered. Now, though? Now, killing is what I live for. And I've gone so far down my path for vengeance that there's no going back. I made a deal with a demon, and I liked it. The power that comes with demon possession is heady. The more I use it, the more addicted I become, even if it does come with a little catch. Sex demons need sex to survive, after all. 

The Wild Hunt is on the trail of the Tuathan Brotherhood - a hate group terrorizing humans and shifters alike. Their investigation takes them over to the Olympic Peninsula, where they plunge into the heart of the haunted old-growth forest in a desperate attempt to stop the group before they strike again. Meanwhile, one of Herne's friends turns to the Wild Hunt. He's unwittingly unleashed a terrifying spirit who threatens Port Ludlow with the fury of her storms. 

It's October, and with Samhain approaching, Ember must enter the Cruharach to face the darkest night of her life. As she gives herself over to the Autumn Stalkers and the Leannan Sidhe, she is plunged deep into the shadows of Annwn to face Cernunnos and the test of the Hallowed Hunt. Meanwhile, the Wild Hunt is trying to contain collateral damage throughout the city. A Fae hate group is terrorizing Seattle, going after shifters and humans alike. In the middle of investigating the deadly cult, Herne takes on a new case.

As autumn approaches and Ember approaches the Cruharach, a revelation rocks Herne's world that threatens their relationship. In the middle of the chaos, the Wild Hunt is approached by Raven, one of the Ante-Fae. A bone-witch, Raven hires them to find her missing fiance. The spirits have warned her that he's in danger. As the Wild Hunt follows a trail of blood and bones, it leads them into a labyrinth of grisly deaths extending far beyond Raven's lost love.

Light and Dark Fae are both dying, caught in the grip of a plague that threatens to sweep through both courts. The deadly disease is spreading, and no one can pinpoint the origins, nor can an antidote be formulated until the details of the contagion are understood. As Cernunnos sets Ferosyn - his best healer - on the task, he also instructs the Wild Hunt to take on the investigation. Their search leads them deep into the mountains, to a hidden burial site where they discover a terrifying secret that could mean the extinction of the entire Fae race.

Caught between the worlds of Light and Dark Fae, Ember Kearney was born with the mark of the Silver Stag. Rejected by both her bloodlines, she's turned her back on her people to become a freelance investigator. Ember and her best friend Angel are led into a glittering world of conspiracy and...

Gem's life has gone from bad to worse faster than her secret demon baby can say "baby daddy". What started as a crappy job and a possible killer to bring to justice has become a full-blown conspiracy from hell. Literally. Demons are being summoned into New Orleans and Gem is sure there's a Nephilim behind it. Now, all she has to do is prove it. Oh yeah, and not get herself killed in the process. Too bad for Gem, everyone has secrets, including her. And when the powers-that-be find out what she's capable of, they'll stop at nothing to silence her once and for all.

I'm an Idol who can't see, and in this savage world where power is everything, being born with a disability makes me an aberration. Idols are the direct descendants of the gods. We're supposed to be perfect. My parents kept me protected behind walls most of my life. They fear I won't survive in the real world. They have no idea what kind of power runs through my veins.

If the Knights Magica want a war, I'm willing to give them one. I damned my soul long ago. What I do from this point forward is about redemption. If I burn in Hell because of fighting for others, for shouldering their sins, so be it. The Knights are powerful, and they have taken control of the Universal Church. All across the world, the Knights find themselves in conflict with other paranormals and supernaturals. Human governments scramble to cope with the new reality of magic. 

Mera never imagined she would have to face a necromancer without Bast, her fae partner, but the Captain decided to separate them on a whim - or so she thinks. Running against the clock to avoid an outbreak that could destroy the human borough, Mera is forced to work with Julian Smith, the man she used to love before the Night Prince came waltzing in her life. Not good. Not good at all. Meanwhile, Bast chases Poseidon with the help of his brothers, knowing it's the only way to ensure Mera's safety. He'll do anything to save her, even if it means his doom.

When Mera Maurea goes to Lunor Insul to investigate the Night King's murder, she knows bringing her partner Sebastian Dhay is a mistake, mostly because he's the victim's freaking son. Things would be a lot easier if Bast's relationship with his four brothers wasn't so...explosive. As the culprit keeps attacking the Night Court, Mera and Bast will have to catch him before all remaining Dhays are dead. Everything is connected, and solving this case might just bring Mera closer to Poseidon.

I found my brother's murderer, by becoming his next victim. The asshat killed me, too. But little does he know - I came back. Again. Now he's going down. But before I can destroy him, I need to resolve the little issue of me not dying. That's twice now I've cheated death. Something's not right. Graves doesn't think I'm a reaper, and the ghosts seem to agree with him. They say that I'm different. That I'm more. All I know is that things are getting real weird in Farrow's Square and dying is hungry work. Where's a truckload of Hostess cupcakes when a girl needs them?

Don't get too close to humans. That's rule number one. Well, it is if you're an emotionally constipated fae lord. As far as I'm concerned, the vampire could do a better job of keeping his distance, but he's never been that good at following the rules. G'day. I'm Pet. Schrödinger's Pet, these days; depends who's asking. I'm human, but when you hang around with enough Behindkind, it starts getting dangerous for the other humans around you. Humans like my friend Morgana. I tried to stay away, but now she needs my help and don't-get-too-close-to-humans isn't exactly gunna cut it anymore.

G'day. I'm Pet. Not, not Pet - I am a pet. Well, I was a pet: I used to belong to two fae and a stroppy vampire. Now I'm homeless. I mean, I was always technically homeless, but this time it's different. I just got used to having some kind of family, and now we're back to everyone wanting to kill each other - and guess who the weak link is? I'll give you a hint: it's not the vampire, and it's sure as heck not the fae.

Johnny Walker, dwarf bounty hunter, is back on the hunt. Wanted: dead or alive. Logree Creature. Origin is Oriceran. Intelligent, flammable, displaying purple goo and tentacles. Do not approach. Leave to the professionals...like Johnny Walker. Just what the Everglades needed. But who's going to watch the teenage shifter staying in his cabin? Turn your back and she's wrestling an old gator from the swamp. 

Cheyenne is at the crossroads. Who will sit on the Drow throne? The blight is still ravaging Ambar'ogúl and spilling through the Border portals into Earth. It's hard enough to discover the secrets in her father's world that will force the Crown to step down. Now Cheyenne has to battle the darkness on both sides of the Border and keep her old life running like normal. With a traitor in the FRoE and war machines tearing through Virginia, who can the halfling trust? Who will get a chance for redemption?