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The end of life as we knew it didn’t come with a nuclear blast of light. It didn’t come with the deadly impact of a hurdling asteroid. No. It came in a wave of illness that swept the world with fear. With all the humans in quarantine, quiet settled over the planet for months. Beasts hidden away for millennia ventured out of their buried caverns to investigate the sudden stillness.

My name is Belle, and I was looking forward to finding my mate at the annual Shifter’s Ball. Unfortunately, my petty side had to strike out at a homely patron who was not dressed for a ball. She looked more like the one hired to pick up after the horses. And I said so, loudly, as my friends snickered at my dark wit.

Everyone thinks the Kringles only work in toy making. Nope. I slay monsters. But when Christmas rolls around, I protect Santa’s sleigh. So, technically, on Christmas Eve, I’m his little helper.

I am the last of my kind, deemed a monster by the Monster Defense Agency. But the MDA does not understand the hell their duplicity has unleashed. Robby and I are now on our own hunting expedition. Our target: the head of the MDA. Although, it isn’t just one man pulling the strings. It’s a highly complex network that is more like a damn hydra. When you extinguish one, another pops out of the woodwork. Two against an ancient organization that trains monster-killers and that knows all our tricks is even harder than it sounds.

When an ancient vampire arrives from overseas, she comes with baggage from a past long before I was born. And she is hell-bent on revenge. Not only are we trying to dodge the monsters, but we are back on the radar of the Monster Defense Agency, and they are pissed.

The end of life as we knew it didn’t come with a nuclear blast. It didn’t come with the deadly impact of a hurdling asteroid. No. It came in a wave of illness that swept the world with fear, and in our quarantined silence, the monsters awoke. Leviathans, serpent kings, and dragons came forth from the bowels of the Earth. The season of the dragon began with fire and fury, and ended with a new world order. One in which these giant terrorists held all the power.

The only thing we seem to agree on is our desire to annihilate the leviathans and unseat the Serpent King. Our personal futures depend on ridding the earth of these murderous overlords who have been hunting us since I escaped and Mikhail betrayed them. We thought the monsters were our most deadly hurdle. But building a bomb large enough to wipe out an entire species is tricky. One wrong move and we could destroy everyone living in New York instead.

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Death is the family business, but not one I want to pursue. Thankfully, it’s been passed down from father to son for generations, so it should skip over me as Death’s daughter. Then, I won’t have to stop being alive and can actually live my life. Right? Well, the reapers don’t agree. And neither do the angels.

Heaven screwed with the wrong girl. In their lust to destroy me, the angels made a grave mistake. They chose Zane Bradley to be the hand of their twisted justice. The guy who chose to be Death in a bid to try and save me from their wrath. It took them 10 years to eradicate the memory of why he chose to become Death. Ten long years to brainwash my boyfriend into believing I am the enemy.

When I make a deal with the devil to save my boyfriend, I never imagined that he would break up with me two days later. Or that Lucifer himself would show up at my door, demanding payment.

Waking up to blood smeared walls certainly does not instill calm. Quite the opposite, considering I had locked my house up tight with deadbolts, sigils, and safety spells to ward away evil.

When I set out to squash the reaper rebellion, I never thought having the positions of both Fate and Death would be a liability. Boy was I wrong. Seriously, an ultimatum from Heaven never makes for a great start to the holidays. On top of the heavenly host trying to obliterate me, I’ve been cursed in the cruelest of ways.

When the monsters broke their deal for humanity’s surrender, the last dragon saved me from certain death. Unfortunately, Mikhail St. Clare played me like a professional grifter, making me think he was on our side, and not aligned with the Serpent King, who wants to stomp out humans like we were pesky insects.

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he Monster Defense Agency demands loyalty, and once you become an agent, the only way out is in a body bag. When Sarah Stone and Robby Young train together at the agency’s academy, sparks fly. And when they are paired as partners, they must muzzle their attraction, or they will face a firing squad. All their pent-up frustration sharpens them into finely tuned monster hunters. Their ability to neutralize entire nests of vampires becomes the stuff of legends. But hunting vampires has its own risks.

It's 1978 and Nick Du Pont, one-time PR man to Sixties rock behemoths the Helium Kids, is back in London and bent on founding his own record label. A new kind of music—sharp, hard and dangerous—is bursting onto the airwaves on both sides of the Atlantic and Nick wants a slice of the action—in particular, the work of The Flame Throwers, the most provocative assemblage of street-smart desperadoes ever to hail from downtown Los Angeles.