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Now in possession of the most dangerous book ever scribed, Willa and Saudade settle into the nineteenth century and start planning how to avert the cataclysm that will soon break the laws of physics and render Earth uninhabitable. Faraz only wants his best friend, Leo, to have the time to come to terms with the death of his father—even if his father was a power-hungry villain who had to be stopped. But someone has stolen the editbook again, and now Faraz and his friends must track down Willa and challenge her for control of the editbook.

As uprisings and rebellions rage across the realm, Áine grapples with the consequences of her perilous decision. Drowning under the burden of grief, guilt, and shame, she wrestles with the shadows for control of her body and soul. Though her fierce protector, Daelon, has gone cold and unreadable—he remains in the castle, compelled to watch the love of his life get ever closer to his enemy. When Lucius urges his new Queen to help him squash the revolution, Áine is forced to decide once and for all: fight for the realm or submit to the shadows.

Selene cares about three things in life. Her prestigious position as Lieutenant of the Guard that very few of the elite at Court feel she deserves. Her beloved sister and niece: humiliating reminders of her humble origins. Her penchant for rare and expensive dining—a status symbol and marker of the success she's attained. Austin only cares about one thing in life: Music. But Austin's rockstar dreams never came true, and the bottom of the bottle isn't giving him the answers he's searching for. Maybe, just maybe, a prickly Shade with a secret wild side will.

With the fate of Aradia in Áine's hands, she must choose between letting the love of her life die or submitting to the Shadow King. While rebellion against the Kingdom intensifies across the realm, Áine, Daelon, and the Icierans are drawn to Aurora Aurea, where witches are gathering to build an army. Áine and Daelon's relationship is put to the test when Daelon's body and mind are ravaged by poison. As the sickness draws out Daelon's dark side, Áine must reckon with her own shadow self, a beast that grows ever stronger as her mountain of secrets reaches new heights.

Claire learns that the hard way when she finds herself in the midst of a brutal street-to-street conflict in the city above the clouds. Bitter rivalries make for cruel enemies, and Summerland is about to discover that the biggest threat was never vampires or Weres. Claire will need all of her skill and luck to keep the city above the earth where it belongs. If they can survive the onslaught, their next task will be staging a counterattack. But even the will to survive might not be enough to pull off the alliance needed to assure victory.

I was almost killed by a delusional murderer five months ago. Since then, the recurring nightmares, creepy hallucinations, and overpowering fear are gone. That's good, right? I mean, no one in their right minds wants to feel like that. I am starting to wonder if I'm in my right mind anymore. When a lady in my neighborhood died, I couldn't help but stick my nose in, to see what happened. I should just get on with things—I've got some new friends, and a cool boy named Chris has taken an interest in me. Everyone is telling me to just leave this weird murder alone.

I couldn't possibly have been more wrong the night I'd tackled Hunter Moore to the ground in the middle of the night. To be fair, the street was pitch-black, the wheel to my suitcase had popped off, and I found myself face to face with a stranger charging at me. My instincts had kicked in, and instead, I'd landed him straight on his back with my knee pressed to his chest. Turns out, the stranger I'd tackled to the ground was my brother's roommate...which meant he was also mine.

I never wanted to move to Narrowdale. And doing so at the beginning of my freshman year of high school? Ugh, this is going to be the worst year ever. But it turns out that getting used to a new school is the least of my problems. There's creepy whistling outside my window every night. I'm having the same spine-chilling nightmares over and over again. Sleep deprived, I begin to listen to vague and cryptic warnings of a scary homeless guy. Is something haunting me?

Being a small dungeon on the outskirts of town in the backwaters of an unimportant kingdom isn't easy, but Kelsey's done her best to level up and become the best dungeon she can be: Digging a hole of ever-increasing depth and complexity. Creating an undead atmosphere that would make a necromancer proud. Spawning monsters and treasure. Killing adventurers. But lately, things have gotten a bit stale.

Harper Hollingsworth wasn't looking for a friend. She wanted peace and quiet. Someplace to lose herself in a book and not think about being a misfit; not think about her coven or her disconnect from the craft as her mother taught it. She didn't want to think about her lack of magical ambition, as she was regularly told by her mother's poison-tongued familiar, and more than that—she didn't want to feel. Anything.