Eva Chase

Once, I destroyed my fated mates. This time I'm going to save them. One moment, I'm living my downtrodden life: disowned, outcast, and barely scraping by. The next, I'm wrenched into an alternate universe where I'm rich, privileged—and dead.

When I tumbled into Wonderland, I only wanted to escape the epic mess my life had become. I'm not sure I can trust anything in this bizarre, intoxicating place. But the three enticing men I've just met might need me even more than anyone back home ever has.

Every witch knows the rules: Stick to your own kind. Never reveal your powers to outsiders. Take a consort from the witching families or kiss your magic good-bye forever....

Just when it seemed I'd overcome the biggest obstacles my fae mates and I could face, I find myself in the hands of their greatest enemies. Enemies who have more power than we ever imagined. I have to escape, and not just to warn the men I love and defend the home I've made with them....

I did a bad, bad thing. Thanks to a blank in my memory, I'm not sure what that thing was, but it was horrible enough to get me locked up in the mental ward for seven years. Horrible enough that my little sister won't even speak to me.

A whole family of monsters has menaced my home for far too long. And in the battle to take them down, one of resurrected gangsters I love may have lost his life all over again.

As if falling for the ghosts of four murdered gangsters wasn't crazy enough, it turns out we've got a real live supervillain on our hands. One with mysterious powers that reach way farther than we could have imagined. And that villain has torn my sister away from me.

Falling for the ghosts of murdered gangsters who were your imaginary friends once upon a time? I'll admit it's a little unusual. But they're back and totally real, and it's hard to argue with their admittedly obsessive level of devotion.

When I go looking for excitement on my 21st birthday, getting kidnapped is a little more than I bargained for. So is finding out that shifters exist—and that I’m one too.

Everyone knows you don't mess with the empire. Our tyrannical overlords rule our conquered kingdom with an iron fist. Even after they killed my parents and left me orphaned and ostracized, I've swallowed my resentment. I survive by keeping my head down, scavenging the scraps my neighbors discard.

When my fated mate turned his back on me, my pain pushed me to a desperate act of violence. Years later, I'm left with only shame, a bond that's faded to nothing, and the disdain of the raven shifter flock I was meant to rule.

What if it takes a monster to save a kingdom? I'll never forget the sight of my little sister's lifeless body—or that my rogue magic killed her. Sorcery like mine is punishable by death. So I live in the shadows, stealing from the corrupt to give to the needy.

I'll never forget the sight of my little sister's lifeless body—or that my rogue magic killed her. Sorcery like mine is punishable by death. So I live in the shadows, stealing from the corrupt to give to the needy. Maybe a little good can wash the blood from my hands....

Every witch knows the rules: Stick to your own kind. Never reveal your powers to outsiders. Take a consort from the witching families or kiss your magic good-bye forever....

We're finally free—and we intend to stay that way. But our most dangerous enemy has plans that could upend the entire world. To carry out those plans, he's making more like us. More people twisted into something monstrous and forced to serve his psychotic ends....

My men and I have fought the guardians who held us captive for so long. Refused to let them harness our powers yet again. But there's another villain lurking in the shadows. One who doesn't even pretend to care about anyone's interests other than his own....

I did a bad, bad thing. Thanks to a blank in my memory, I'm not sure what that thing was, but it was horrible enough to get me locked up in the psych ward for seven years....

My men and I lost our bid for freedom. But nothing in our new prison is quite what I expected. That doesn't mean I'm going to stop fighting. I just have to make sure I pick the right battles. Especially when it isn't just our lives but those of the kids who came after us on the line....

After weeks of cruel hostility, the guys I swore to save know how wrong they were—at least about what I did four years ago. Now that they've seen my horrifying new power, will they decide I'm an enemy after all? With what they put me through, I'm not sure I even want to stick with them....

There were six of us. Caged, turned into monsters, and tormented with brutal tests of our horrific emerging abilities. We had only each other to count on... until our escape attempt ended with one dead, the others recaptured, and me dragged away into a different nightmare.