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Sharing a beer with Death - one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse - really put a few things into perspective for this foul-mouthed, billionaire wizard. Like finally getting the stones to propose to his girlfriend. But the Brothers Grimm - legendary supernatural assassins - have escaped their prison, and the number one thing they want after their centuries-long incarceration is Nate Temple’s head. With the entire wedding party also on their hit list and the Temple family fortune in jeopardy, Nate realizes they can’t run and they can’t hide. So, time to do magic and stuff.

After recovering her memories at great personal cost, Quinn MacKenna finds herself reliving those moments she thought lost forever. What she could not know, however, was that doing so would not only expose the brutal truths behind her very existence but entangle her in the lives of so many others—a list that includes notorious figures with surnames like Temple, Solomon, and Ambrosius.

Nate is losing that last finger hold on his sanity: hallucinating and talking to creatures no one else can see. The demon inside of him is fighting for dominance, and only one of them can survive. But when Nate's extorted to rescue a chimera child from the Beast Master’s circus, his only option is to partner with his inner demon, risking his very soul. With allies turned enemies, the fae breathing down his neck, and a dangerous child’s life on the line, Nate must call upon new storybook legends to save his traitorous friends from becoming the Beast Master’s next victims.

My name is Nate Temple, and I’m secretly a wizard. I ride a foul-mouthed unicorn, drink with Achilles, and am pals with the Four Horsemen. I’ve even cow tipped the Minotaur. I understand the theory of following the rules. I’m just not very good at the application. Because, rules were meant to be broken. Especially when I find out a monster just murdered my parents. Now all I can hear is the sweet, soothing song of vengeance in my ears, playing on repeat.

Blasphemy is a victimless crime...Callie Penrose has taken over Castle Dracula all for herself, finally feeling like she has time to take a breath and relax. But the forces of Heaven and Hell have other plans. Callie quickly learns that removing her mother’s protection of binding Excalibur to her soul had very serious consequences. Namely, that it unleashed the Seven Deadly Sins on Kansas City. But they aren’t in town for mayhem - not directly. They came for a wedding. And a very dark prophecy that could bring the age-old Angel War to the streets of the City of Fountains.

The Four Horsemen are hunting the most deadly and elusive of fugitives - the White Rose. Despite being wanted and on the run, Callie has no intention of hiding from the angelic fallout that now plagues Kansas City. Never. Master Dracula will stand as a nightmarish specter against the forces of Heaven, Hell, the nephilim, and the Vatican Conclave. But nothing is as simple as it seems in this war.

Before the now-infamous Count Dracula ever tasted his first drop of blood, Sorin Ambrogio owned the night...and now he's back. History collides in present-day New York City. The various supernatural factions are splintering and growing desperate to maintain their seats of power. And one man hungers for nothing more than to burn it all to the ground. Because he learns he has been lied to all along, that his centuries-long slumber may have been intentional. Betrayal doesn’t get better with age. It just grows sharper and hungrier.

Slaughter is the best medicine. Callie Penrose is back to murder vampires and chew bubblegum. And she’s all out of bubblegum. Callie has had a rough few days. Five minutes after discovering she had a Godfather, she learned that the future of the world depended on the two of them taking an immediate road trip. To Castle Dracula - a place even the supernatural community believed to be an urban myth, dead and abandoned long ago when Dracula had perished at the hands of Van Helsing, Mina, and Jonathan Harker. Except...Dracula and his castle were alive and well.

Callie Penrose - a wizard with a splash of Angel’s blood flowing through her veins - kind of broke the Vatican and their band of holy-warrior wizard-priests, the Shepherds. She returns home to Kansas City to find new gangs of supernaturals roving the streets, preying on the innocent while the local factions do nothing. Although not unified, everyone seems to agree on one point.... Callie Penrose must die. And she’s still hearing those strange Whispers in her mind - much more frequently than before, and not nearly as...forgiving.

My name is Quinn MacKenna, and magic doesn’t work on me. When I’m not getting roped into bar brawls in Boston, I’m usually acquiring - stealing is a form of acquisition, you know - dangerous magical artifacts to turn around and sell them to the highest bidders. But I prefer to be paid in favors, not money. Because favors are a hot commodity in the Land of the Fae. Favors are the only currency that will buy the answers I seek: Why magic doesn’t work on me, and who my real father is.

Quinn MacKenna is a black-magic arms dealer from Boston, but her world drastically changed after accidentally robbing Nate Temple a few weeks ago. Primarily, that her absolution might have come with some strings attached.... Like a trip to the Big Apple to steal a mysterious and deadly artifact for Grimm Tech - strictly off the books. But it doesn't take her long to learn that she isn't the only one after the magical whatsit, and that the monsters in New York play for keeps. And that's before she learns that Heaven and Hell have stepped into the game....

Callie Penrose wields the Spear of Destiny and wears Envy’s Halo - the corrupting power of darkness balanced by the legendary blade of light. Both fight for dominance of the White Rose, but which force will win? Her best friend, Claire, has been abducted or killed, and her only surviving family has been ritualistically murdered to hide the truth of the Divines and the Sev’n Most Sinist’r. Heaven has deemed her a criminal, and hell begs her to be their queen or die.

One of the Vatican’s most infamous Shepherds has been murdered, and Callie’s friends are the prime suspects. To prove them innocent, Roland and Callie must risk their very souls.... Because Callie can’t reveal that she’s hearing strange whispers when she uses her magic, or that she’s harboring an Angel’s Grace. And if the Shepherds discover the hellish bargain Roland made, the streets of Rome will flow with blood as brother turns against brother.

My name is Callie Penrose - and I'm a rookie spell-slinger from Kansas City. I work part-time for the Vatican Shepherds, hunting monsters for them, but you won't find me in the pews on Sundays. Not really my thing. But when my boss is injured by a werewolf, it's time for me to put my big girl pants on. Because the Spear of Longinus - the one that allegedly stabbed Jesus on the Cross - has surfaced, and it's going up for auction.

Everything was going fine for Quinn MacKenna…until she accidentally stole from Nate Temple. She knows how to drink, fight, and steal dangerous magical artifacts - but not for money. For favors. Because all her life she’s wanted only one thing - a secret so dangerous and well-guarded that no one will give it up. A ticket to the Land of the Fae so she can find her dad and finally get some answers about her past.

Nate Temple and his pal, Alucard, just want a little peace and quiet after the events of Tiny Gods, but it just isn't in the cards for them. Tory leaves town and asks them to watch over the rebellious Reds. But they have other plans. When love is in the air, there is nothing a teenager wouldn't do. And there is nothing a dad wouldn't do to keep them safe. Even if it involves a Johnson Beaver concert, a magical djinn, and a herd of centaurs.

After surviving one Hell of a journey, Quinn MacKenna - black magic arms dealer turned demigoddess - was really looking forward to spending some quality time with friends. And maybe a beer. Unfortunately time is the only thing Quinn doesn’t have, and all her friends are either missing, in hiding, or imprisoned - including her favorite bartender. Then again, after being gone a year and six months without sending so much as a postcard, what should she expect?

The ancient pact between mankind, heaven, and hell has been broken, and Nate Temple’s quest for vengeance may have just kicked off Armageddon. So, time to grab a stiff drink…or maybe four. Already plagued with night terrors that could qualify him as a card-carrying insomniac, Nate can barely even manage to put on his pants in the morning, let alone pick teams for the Apocalypse. But when he’s framed as a demon sympathizer, condemned by the Armies of Heaven, and hunted down by both his allies and the Four Horsemen, this wizard doesn’t think it can get any worse.

Quinn MacKenna learns that the cure for a blinding hangover is simple.... Stay in bed, and whatever you do, don’t answer your freaking door. Otherwise, you might find yourself roped into a murder investigation with a psychopath attempting to rewrite the Twelve Days of Christmas as a holiday homicide special, asked to rescue a former international spy, forced to dodge bullets with a Valkyrie, or to take on a power-hungry Fae intent on freezing everything he touches.

Before the now-infamous Count Dracula ever tasted his first drop of blood, Sorin Ambrogio owned the night. Humanity fearfully called him the Devil. Cursed by the gods, Sorin spent centuries bathing Europe in oceans of blood with his best friends, Lucian and Nero, the world’s first Werewolf and Warlock - an unholy trinity if there ever was one. Until the three monsters grew weary of the carnage, choosing to leave it all behind and visit the brave New World across the ocean. As they befriended a Native American tribe, they quickly forgot that monsters can never escape their past.