I’ve been rotting in prison my entire life…the life I can remember anyway, which began a year ago in fire and pain. It’s as if the gods themselves tossed me aside and forgot me, leaving me to burn.

Then a vision sent from Poseidon himself steps out from the surf and into my world with maddeningly cool hands and gentle words that light up my soul in a whole new way.

For twenty-one years, Talia of the Tenth House has been her house’s deepest shame. Now, she’s their last hope.

Each year at the Tournament of Gold, first-blooded and firstborn male warriors battle alongside their massive, otherworldly monsters for fame and power. But when Talia’s beloved younger brother is murdered on his way to the tournament—and his beast unexpectedly bonds with Talia—all hope for the Tenth is lost.

How do you break a promise to the King of the Fae?
Yeah. Good luck with that.

For centuries, Hogan witches were bound in a trumped-up contract to teach magic to the High King of the Fae. Then, a hundred years ago, we escaped that prison sentence and never looked back.

Now there's a new king in town. Brutally gorgeous, mouthwateringly fierce—and seriously pissed.

He's coming for me, and he won't take no for an answer.

What’s the only thing worse than fighting the king of the Fae?
Pushing him too far.

I taught witchling magic to the High King of the Fae. I helped him defend his realm. And then in the fullness of his generosity, he set me free. Great story, right?

Only, like most things when it comes to the Fae, ditching a contract with these guys isn’t so easy.

I swore nothing would screw up the alliance I'd finally forged with the king of the Fae.
Then I was captured by his mortal enemy.

❤️ : It's Complicated.

Marrying the brutally gorgeous, fiercely proud, and irredeemably arrogant High King of the Fae wasn’t on my punch list a few weeks ago, but it was the fastest way to keep my people safe.

Then the Fae’s ancient enemies strike. The darkly twisted ruler of the Fomorians rips me into his underworld prison…and tells me I’m now his bride, too.

Life at the academy just got… messy.

I’ve always dreamed of getting into a top college, but after a stint in juvie, my school prospects went sideways fast. Now I work at a magic academy…as a janitor. Ironic, right?

At the academy, everyone's playing a little dirty...

Up until a few weeks ago, the only dirt I dished at the Twyst Academy of Magecraft came from scrubbing its floors. Now I’ve learned that deep within these hallowed halls, sinister secrets hide everywhere.

At the academy, it’s time to drop the mop.

I never thought I’d miss being a janitor, but at least I knew what I was doing in that job. Now I’m a great and mighty war mage trying to help a team of college wizards win a magic competition, and I’m desperately afraid of screwing up.

Cleaning up the academy just got…personal.

Up to now, my life has been kind of a fairy tale—the down-on-her-luck janitor turned war mage, tapped to help four super-hot college wizards win a magic competition, while they become my very own Prince Charmings.

Except now, as our final and deadliest challenge looms, I’m supposed to bond with the last mage of the group, Rafe. And he’s nothing like I expect.

Continue the romance and adventure of the Boston Magic Academies at a new academy with plenty to hide...

I fight the monsters no one else sees. It’s a lonely life, and when my mom’s sudden death takes our monster hunting team from two down to one, I figure it’s just Me + Monsters Forever.

Then I read the last letter my mom ever wrote—to a family I never knew I had—and everything in my world turns upside down.

At the academy, the fight just keeps getting hotter…

Before I came to Boston, I fought monsters all alone. Now I’m enrolled in a super elite monster hunting academy, am this close to finding my real family, and I’m dating the brilliantly sexy spellcaster Tyler. I should be deliriously happy, right?

At the academy, funny is the new black…magic.

Reckless, brilliant and incredibly resourceful, Liam Graham can handle any crisis with a devilish grin—but his razor-sharp sense of humor hides a desperate truth. In an elite society where magic is the most coveted commodity, he’s been judged as second-rate, a castoff.