The first time she knew real happiness was when she found out that the man who raised her wasn't her real father. She thought there couldn't be monsters in the world that were any worse than the monster she had called 'daddy' for most of her life. Then she stumbled into the world of demons. The Demon King knew the second his fated mate had been brought into the world. After living years too numerous to count, it meant little to him other than to keep him from living as he had. He now belonged to only one female—and he would have to wait years for her to mature enough to matter.

It was an average day . . . until a gorgeous demon waltzed into my coffee shop and asked me to be his mate. I jokingly agreed, but he was serious. And now I'm mated to him. Permanently. He drinks lust to survive, so that makes me his immortal meal. If that wasn't bad enough, he's just gotten out of prison. Because I accidentally bound myself to him, I automatically take responsibility for keeping him on the right side of the law.

Monsters. I’ve routinely hunted them my entire life, wanting to wipe their kind from this realm. My deadly accurate aim has kept me alive this long. Until now. I miss a shot for the first time and come face to face with my targets. I should have died. Instead, these creatures drag me back to their land and hold me captive. Wes—the commanding demon in charge. Bo—the sadistic alpha. Dash—I don’t know what he is, but he’s too cheery for this realm.

Welcome to the Exiled Sector, home to the most lethal Alphas on the planet. These beings don't play nice with others. They've been banished. And a plane full of Omegas just crashed-landed on their isles.

I cannot believe my bad luck when an embossed envelope arrives at my door just one week before my twenty-fifth birthday. Which just happens to be the cut-off date for being called up for the testing of the blood. I thought I was in the clear, turns out that I was wrong. I don’t know all the ins and outs of the whole dragon tribute selection process, only that it has something to do with a person’s DNA.

At 18, I was a young man winning the game of life. I had a college football scholarship and a cute girlfriend on my arm for my hometown’s annual Halloween party. Forget spiking the punch. The eccentric old scientist who lives in the woods brewed something more potent…and permanently life-altering.

Onyx: I'm a city wolf - a damaged and injured one at that. Obviously, the absolute last place I should be when I'm in heat is in the middle of the woods with unmated male shifters in the wild able to scent me. But here I am, running for my life. I'm not used to anyone being nice to me, let alone helping me. Even being the daughter of a pack alpha doesn't keep you safe when you're the lone freak in your pack who can't shift. I'm being hunted out here in the woods, and yet somehow I feel safe on the doorstep of the big, brusque stranger who offers me sanctuary.

Five years ago, I disappeared from the life I had and built this one. I spend my days and most of my nights on the line, helping my clients achieve their goals. They call me when they are in a jam or are getting ready to move on a target. I'm their information specialist. The woman in the chair. I'm their switchboard. Intelligence, electronic eyes, computer hacking—I do it all. My singular goal is to bring my clients home safely. Some clients are more special than others. We all play favorites. I know them, they've never seen me.

I had no idea how beautiful and terrifying my life was about to become. Living as an independent artist in New York, I was soon faced with the new knowledge of my powers, a curse, and how bonding with five sexy-as-sin supernaturals would break that curse. One by one they found me—Fae, Warlock, Demon, Wolf shifter, Vampire. I'm their mate. Their equal. Their perfect match. The one to unbind them from their curse. Heart, body, and soul, I'm meant to be theirs. Theirs to share. Theirs to love.

My whole life, I've been the outsider. The wolves of the Anterrio Pack took my brother and me into their pack after our parents died. To the pack, I remained the wild, untamed misfit despite my efforts to belong. My first heat loomed ahead of the Luna Ball, and once again, I found myself attracting unwelcome attention, not just from my pack but also from the visiting Blackridge Peak Pack. When my brother suspected their new alpha might hold answers about our past, he refused to put me at risk while he searched for the truth. Instead, he set me free from a pack that never truly accepted me.

I'm a doctor and a researcher. My pack is small, in a quiet part of central Texas. It's a simple existence, and I like it that way. It's just me and my two besties, living our best single lives. That is until the mandate comes. Every unmated wolf in the entire world called to one place. I'm a psi, the weakest designation there is. I can barely shift, and there's no chance of me getting matched—only humiliated. It can't get worse—until it does. I've barely made it off the bus when I lock eyes with the hottest wolf I've ever seen, and he reeks of power.

In the blink of an eye, my whole world has collapsed around me. Headed towards my dream vacation, I was snatched right out of the air. My husband, the love of my life, was destroyed right in front of my eyes. He fought bravely trying to protect me from a horror neither one of us could have ever imagined. I find myself standing in the spotlight on a stage.

For as long as I can remember, I've been the girl who didn't fit in, the girl who collapsed in the middle of class, just because my brain decided to turn on me. I can't really complain, though. We don't live in the Middle Ages, so I have yet to be subjected to an exorcism. I can get treatment for my condition. Epilepsy aside, I can mostly be a normal person and have a normal life. There's just one problem. I'm not a normal person. I never have been. And the first time I find this out is upon receiving an exclusive invitation to The Academy of the Devil.

For years, I've kept myself safe from my small pack's males, hiding in sewers and sleeping in trees to keep their teeth out of my neck. They don't really want me, just the power and prestige that comes with winning the hunt. I only want to survive. In three days, at the Enforcer Games, I'll have one chance to escape. But when the Games begin, and the most powerful shifters in the world arrive at my packlands and scent me, a new hunt begins.

The eligible dragon shifter males must hunt a handful of females. It's first catch, first serve. The biggest problem is that the females are human. Despite feedback to the contrary, Coal thinks they are weak and breakable. In his opinion, not capable of surviving the hunt, let alone the mating that will follow. He doesn't believe that a lowly human is capable of birthing him a royal heir, so why has his brother, the king, tasked him with claiming one?

The first time she knew real happiness was when she found out that the man who raised her wasn't her real father. She thought there couldn't be monsters in the world that were any worse than the monster she had called 'daddy' for most of her life. Then she stumbled into the world of demons. The Demon King knew the second his fated mate had been brought into the world. After living years too numerous to count, it meant little to him other than to keep him from living as he had. He now belonged to only one female—and he would have to wait years for her to mature enough to matter.

Sienna Michaels has been waiting for her invitation to the Bonding Trials forever. It's her opportunity to match with an alpha pack and show off her training as an omega. When she's matched with the Cohen pack, Sienna gets a lot more than she bargained for at their Bonding ceremony. Tristan, Jax, Logan, and Gray Cohen are Sienna's Soul Bonded fated mates. Destiny. Made for each other. Except… they don't seem that bothered. In fact, they don't want her at all. They want someone else.

I always knew I was different; I just didn’t realize I belonged with the characters from horror movies. It turns out my abnormally accurate intuition is a bit more than that. I’m a psychic. And a witch. And the people that raised me? Not my biological parents. I would have loved a second to absorb this information, but the night I’m told the truth I get shipped off to a school for people like me...and shifters...and vampires (because they exist in real life, too).

Krista Street presents Books 1-4 in the Supernatural Community series.

Humans and dragons are at war, and I am a pawn in the battle. Princess of a dying land, my life is not my own, and a marriage to a vicious, dragon-hunting prince will save my people from deadly famine or death by fire. But before I can vow my life to a monster, dragons drop screaming from the sky with a single aim. End the alliance. Kill me. I welcome the flames, relieved to burn instead of rot. But the flames never come.