As the daughter of the emperor, Aisling Everhart was born into privilege. She has trained her entire life to go into The Wilds and have a chance at bonding with a creature that can give her unknown power. Half of the candidates will die the first night, and only a few will make it out. Those who survive the bonding are quickly conscripted into the Imperial Fleet to join the war.

Seventeen-year-old Fallon Bane was born with a curse: A single touch from another person will always cause her excruciating pain. Thus, she has accepted that she will die without ever being kissed, without even hugging her own father. But when her beloved father falls ill, she breaks into the magical Gilded City to find a healer fae who can save him. When handsome healer Ariyon Madden agrees to help, everything she knows about herself and her curse changes. Because during her father’s healing, Ariyon reaches out and touches her bare skin. She waits for the agony...but it never comes.

Princess Madivia is broken. Her fae magic doesn’t work, her illness will kill her, and nobody knows she exists. So when the gods select her to leave her tower in the Ice Court and train to be a Valkyrie at Featherblade, she is sure they’ve made a terrible mistake. So is every other fae at Featherblade. All except the disgraced fire-fae Valkyrie, Kain. His burning gaze never leaves her. Nobody knows what he did to have his wings taken away, but he is as dangerous as the deadly world Maddy has been drawn into.

Yesterday I was a teenager waiting tables in Manhattan, and today, monsters exist and I can see them. Overnight I’m thrown into the realm of the Watchers, a society of earthbound angels split into two factions: the Shades, whose powerful dark magic is given to them by the fallen angels, and the Lumens, whose abilities are bestowed on them by the archangels of Avalon. They’re on opposite sides of a brutal war, and I only have a few days to pick which side I want to join. I’m ready to choose when the Shades force my hand by cursing someone I love.

Sloane Murphy thought hiking the Grand Canyon alone after graduation would be an awesome adventure. Until she slips and starts to plummet to her death. Then the unthinkable happens. She transforms into...a dragon. After flying to safety and trying to convince herself she isn’t having a mental breakdown, the hunters come for her. She runs, somehow managing to stay one step ahead of them. Until her luck runs out. Now the hunters have her, and they intend to kill, not capture.

Now that her mother is dead, Lilly is the last seeker. Tasked with seeking the lost crystals of Faerie, she must restore her broken, barren world to glory. But the crystals that keep Faerie alive have been stolen by the Sons of Darkness and hidden on Earth. It's up her to get them back by any means necessary. She has everything under control and plans to bring the first crystal back, when she meets Liam, a Son of Darkness. He's the most dangerous kind, with black wings that smoke and eyes that have seen death. She must kill him and take the crystal, but she can't. He's her soulmate.

Nine years ago, my sister died at Firestone Academy. At least, that's what they claim. I don't believe their lies about a tragic accident. Now I've come to face the trials myself — tests that will determine which Quarter I'll serve for the rest of my days. But I have other plans. Behind these ancient walls, dark magic pulses through every stone, and three elite shadow weavers rule absolute. The Princes: Beaufort Lincoln commands shadows like breathing, his charm masking deadly intent. Dray Eros weaves darkness into deadly art, violence wrapped in seductive smiles.

The kingdom of Mercia has been at war with the Shadow King and his dark army for ten years. To escape the seer’s vision of her capture, Mercia’s heir to the throne, Princess Norah Andell, is secreted away by her father to keep her safe. But when he dies in battle, so too dies the knowledge of where she’s hidden. She’s lost to the world—until three years later, when she’s found with no memory of who she is or the kingdom that now rests on her shoulders.

Stuck in prison, pirate Wolayna Milevishja is waiting to be dealt her punishment—one worse than death, her captors promised when they closed the door of her cell over nine months ago. Now that punishment has come to collect her. Wolayna is taken to the mystical fairylands as this year’s bride for the Crow King, and that, even the humans in this world know, means there is no hope.

When my parents were banished from Wolf City before I was born, I thought there was no way I would ever live in a pack again. Cuffed, with my shifter magic bound, I was forced to go to school with witches and vampires in order to keep my true nature from coming out. Then I met him. Sawyer Hudson. The Alpha's son was visiting the Delphi College for Magically Banished Youth and spotted me.

When angels fell from the sky to war with the demons that ravaged Earth, their combined powers infected humanity. Now, the humans are assigned one of two fates, being either demon-gifted or angel-blessed. After wings sprout from Brielle's back at her awakening ceremony, she's sure she's an angel-blessed celestial. It's not until she sees black wings that she realizes something is terribly wrong.

I was fifteen when the Death King came for us. With a mighty black dragon and the ability to command the dead, he raised an army of our fallen soldiers to fight for him—and conquered us in the night. My father, King Laurier of Scorpion Valley, couldn’t stop him. I tried to flee but came face to face with the man in black armor, the man who looked more like a god than a human. Instead of killing me, he chose to show me mercy… but it didn’t feel like mercy. Not when the next ten years of my life are spent as a slave in the Arid Sands, digging for Black Diamonds from sunrise to sunset.

The auction block awaits, and a vicious vampire prince wants me and what flows through my veins. So I make a run for it, only to end up falling at the feet of a fae warden. Technically, Roar, the Warden of the West, should return me to the vampire court, but he has other ideas. He needs a fake fiancée. The deal: if I play his dutiful partner at the Winter Court and help him trick the cold King of Winter, Roar will hide me from the blood-suckers intent on draining the life from me. I agree, and for a while, it seems like nothing can go wrong. That is until Vale sets his sights on me.

Looking for a new fantasy romance series that combines the "snarky mortal woman navigates a world hostile to her species" vibes of The Serpent and the Wings of Night with the "questioning my chastity vow in the face of this hot new mysterious male in my life" energy of From Blood and Ash plus the "we're conducting an investigation together but are struggling to keep our hands off each other" tension of Crescent City: House of Earth and Blood? The Memory Puller just might be your next obsession.

Seven years after her family's murders, Eva is attacked by a magical creature and abducted to the faerie realm. When a handsome fae saves her, Bash reveals that he must bring Eva to her faerie soulmate to stop a world-ending Curse. She relents, but only for the opportunity to find answers about her parents' deaths.

My captor, my enemy, and my fated mate. I’m the best bounty hunter in the business. I find lost artifacts that people would kill to possess. I’m also broke. When a notorious leprechaun offers me a job I can’t refuse, I realize too late I’m not hunting an object. The contract was simple; steal the prince, escape unseen. Spoiler alert: I failed. Horribly. The moment I step into the fae kingdom beyond the veil, I feel it—someone watching me. Waiting for me.

Suddenly thrust into a world of magic, I discover I'm not human, and neither are the four enigmatic men vying for my attention: the brooding vampire, the mysterious witch, the gentle giant werewolf, and the sweet one whose nature eludes me.

Jaded by her life, MMA fighter Rhowyn was simply trying to be the good in the world around her. While not exactly happy, she was safe. And that was enough for her. At least until four men claiming to be fae showed up claiming she was one of the Chosen to compete in the deadly trials to become the next Queen of Avalon. Having no choice but to follow them back to their world, she's thrust into a game of intrigue and mystery. She has no doubt she can survive, like she always has before.

I was the Queen at my old school. Born into wealth and power. Now, thanks to my family’s deceit, I’m a pariah and a target. I’ve got no friends. No parents. No money. And no fucks left to give. If the Scorpion Kings want to damage the new outcast of Silverwood, they’ll soon learn that anyone can be a killer if you give them the right incentive.

I've kept my secret—that I'm only a half-blood demon—hidden my entire life. But stepping into Blackthorn Academy has unveiled me to the four most powerful men in the kingdom, and they have no intention of letting me go. Receiving an invitation to the academy was the first surprise. Me, a powerless half-blood, suddenly among the elite. I knew it was risky to go there . . . What I couldn't foresee was becoming indebted to the four royals—the brooding future king, his cunning brother, and their mischievous twin cousins.

As the daughter of the emperor, Aisling Everhart was born into privilege. She has trained her entire life to go into The Wilds and have a chance at bonding with a creature that can give her unknown power. Half of the candidates will die the first night, and only a few will make it out. Those who survive the bonding are quickly conscripted into the Imperial Fleet to join the war.

Three sexy-but-psycho monsters. The witch they're determined to protect. And a high-stakes heist about to go very wrong… I've made some pretty questionable choices in my life, but summoning the dark goddess to save my sisters? That was just plain stupid. Now I’m in her debt, and goddesses don’t exactly do payment plans. She wants the blood of the dark fae warlord of Midnight, a realm of exiles where the sun never rises and torture is a competitive sport. It’s a death trap only three men have ever escaped—my newly appointed escorts.

Princess Madivia is broken. Her fae magic doesn’t work, her illness will kill her, and nobody knows she exists. So when the gods select her to leave her tower in the Ice Court and train to be a Valkyrie at Featherblade, she is sure they’ve made a terrible mistake. So is every other fae at Featherblade. All except the disgraced fire-fae Valkyrie, Kain. His burning gaze never leaves her. Nobody knows what he did to have his wings taken away, but he is as dangerous as the deadly world Maddy has been drawn into.

Nine years ago, my sister died at Firestone Academy. At least, that's what they claim. I don't believe their lies about a tragic accident. Now I've come to face the trials myself — tests that will determine which Quarter I'll serve for the rest of my days. But I have other plans. Behind these ancient walls, dark magic pulses through every stone, and three elite shadow weavers rule absolute. The Princes: Beaufort Lincoln commands shadows like breathing, his charm masking deadly intent. Dray Eros weaves darkness into deadly art, violence wrapped in seductive smiles.

Never stop running. And no matter what, never let the world know who you really are. I’ve spent my whole life hiding. Training. Preparing. Hoping that no one will discover my secrets. What I can do. Who I am. And I’ve gotten so good at it, sometimes even I forget. Until them. The wolf pack with a ruthless reputation and a penchant for revenge. The protective fighter. The charming Brit. The shy hacker. The silent mercenary. The cruel assassin. They see more than anyone ever has before. And even with demons of their own, they give me sanctuary.

My whole life, there was never a place I called my home. Because home wasn't a place to me; it was a person. Three people, to be exact. Everett, Griffin, and Zane. Three boys who always protected me against the harsh reality of our world. That is, until they aged out of the system before me. All the promises that were made were then broken. They left me behind and made a name for themselves as rock stars and never looked back. The next few years left me broken and closed off until it was my turn to leave. I had nothing and nowhere to go. That was until I found High Roller omegas.

When Lykke finds herself sentenced to death for murdering a fae noble, she’s shocked to see it’s the older brother—Connor—who steps in to save her...and not in the way she expected. In a world jaded by war, where love is weakness, a fae prince finds himself torn between his desire to save his country and his growing love for a human. He can’t save both, but how can he choose between his duty and his heart?

Elyseans are so wise… Elyseans are so beautiful…. Elyseans are divine… Elyseans are power-hungry assholes with a god complex. Yes, I said it. Sue me and bring out your pitchforks. Unfortunately for me, the deadly Elysean Trials are right around the corner. Despite my unpopular opinion of them and anything Olympian-gods related, when they unleash their strange blue birds to select mortals around the country as candidates, one of them chooses me.

A simple promise I made to myself after escaping a brutal childhood of abuse and being trained to enact violence on unblessed witches. Since that moment, I've managed to survive on the streets by successfully pickpocketing. Unfortunately, after years of hiding, the monster who stars in all my nightmares is closer than ever, and I'm faced with only one option—to seek refuge at the Dark Imaginarium Academy. The Academy is filled with the elite witches of our society. I should have expected I'd run into some of my previous targets. Normally, that wouldn't be a proble—except for my last hit.

Her entire life, Emberly has been told she’s one of two things: a liar or insane. Some days she wishes that were true. It takes being dragged to a secret training academy for the supernatural to unravel the mystery of why she sees monsters no one else does. Surprisingly, she's no more human than her captors—an elite race of angel-born warriors called Nephilim. The deadliest of them all is an arrogant shape shifter, Steel. He’s gorgeous, lethal, hot-headed . . . and convinced she’ll be the death of them all.