Firstborns rule society. Secondborns are the property of the government. Thirdborns are not tolerated. Long live the Fates Republic.
On Transition Day, the second child in every family is taken by the government and forced into servitude. Roselle St. Sismode’s eighteenth birthday arrives with harsh realizations: she’s to become a soldier for the Fate of Swords military arm of the Republic during the bloodiest rebellion in history, and her elite firstborn mother is happy to see her go.
Televised since her early childhood, Roselle’s privileged upbringing has earned her the resentment of her secondborn peers. Now her decision to spare an enemy on the battlefield marks her as a traitor to the state.
But Roselle finds an ally—and more—in fellow secondborn conscript Hawthorne Trugrave. As the consequences of her actions ripple throughout the Fates Republic, can Roselle create a destiny of her own? Or will her Fate override everything she fights for—even love?
When Sara loses the love of her life, she turns to the bottle to help fill the hole in her heart.After Sara's husband dies, she finds solace in whiskey, but soon realizes, it isn't only whiskey that she needs to help fill the void in her heart.
It's that time again! The Monster community is abuzz with whispers of the most anticipated party of the year. This deliciously exclusive event has tongues wagging even amongst the who's who of the monster community. It will once again be held at an undisclosed location on All Hallows Eve.
Don't worry all you underprivileged socialites, The Monster Ball isn't just for vampires, witches, and werewolves. Other creatures of the night have as much of a chance to attend. Watch for your ticket but not in the mail. The silvery slip of parchment is said to appear in your hand by the light of the moon.
If you find yourself a fortunate recipient best to keep it to yourself. There are some who would kill for the chance to attend. Because as every good monster knows... what happens at the ball, stays at the ball.
The Wall Street Journal bestselling sequel to Secondborn.
In the Fates Republic…
Firstborns reign supreme.
Secondborns kneel in servitude.
Thirdborns face death.
And Census shadows them all.
Secondborn Roselle St. Sismode was pressed into military service to battle the rebel uprising threatening the society that enslaves her. Now, powerful factions conspire to subvert the lines of succession, positioning Roselle to replace her mother as leader of the Republic’s armed forces. But the woman who bore her would sooner see Roselle dead than let her usurp her firstborn brother’s command.
The deadly war of intrigue between her new masters and her ruthless family is but one conflict challenging Roselle. A soldier for the rebellion has drawn her into a rogue army’s plot to overthrow the Republic and shatter its brutal caste system. Targeted by assassins and torn between allies, Roselle will have her loyalty, love, and honor tested in the greatest battle of—and for—her life.
Sometimes family can be the death of you...Tara Godfrey comes face to face with death threats, the supernatural, and family secrets. Her only ally? The hottest, most mysterious werewolf she'll ever meet. And he doesn't like her already.I killed a girl last night. I did it with my bare hands and an old piece of pipe I found lying next to the dumpster. But that’s not the part that got me. The part that scared me, the part I can’t seem to wrap my head around and still has me reeling, was that when she charged me, her body shifted–and then she was a wolf. All snapping teeth and extended claws. But by the time I stood over her lifeless body, she was a girl again. That’s about the time I went into shock. And that was the moment he showed up. Now, all I can do is accept the truths that are staring me in the face. One, Werewolves do exist. And two, I was born to kill them.
Promised to the Light. Hunted by the Dark.
Two things happen the night Elidi Brant is attacked. She learns she's not human, and she is saved by the impressive and, also definitely not human, Kol Valco. Kol tells her something big and world-breaking is after her, but he promises to protect her until she “ascends.”
Elidi doesn't know what ascending means or how to access the abilities Kol insists she has, but she trusts him. The claws and fur he can sprout at will make her feel safe. However, safety is a fragile thing and the force after her is more powerful than Elidi can imagine.
With the clock on Elidi’s mortality ticking, she must find a way to access her gifts or kill them both in the process.
Life is a motherforker. One second, Gem Hawkins is on her way to being the #1 drag racer in the state and the next she’s burying her father, a badass demon hunter.They call it a fluke. Some prick of a demon—level one supposedly—caught him off guard while out on patrol. But Gem knows that’s a lie. And since the dirty Nephilim running the investigation won’t help, Gem takes matters into her own hands. The Supernatural Security Force is the city’s protection against demons—and the only hope Gem has of finding out the truth. If she wants to find out what really happened, she’ll need the resources of “detective” status. But graduating isn’t so easy for a legacy—or for anyone who crosses Rodrigo Garcia. He’s made one thing clear for Gem. Failure is the kiss of death.
British intelligence wants her spying skills, a vampiric warlock wants to steal her powers. The Master Wizards who trained her want her dead...The Nazis have unleashed occult forces throughout Europe and the Allies are forced to recruit and employ wizards to counter their attacks. Among them is battle weary spy, Isabella George, an alchemist trained by the Gray Tower.British intelligence wants her spying skills, a vampiric warlock wants to steal her powers. The Master Wizards who trained her want her dead...The Nazis have unleashed occult forces throughout Europe and the Allies are forced to recruit and employ wizards to counter their attacks. Among them is the battle weary spy, Isabella George, a Gray Tower dropout trained in Alchemy. Longing for retirement and a life of peace, she accepts one final job-extract a deadly warlock from Nazi occupied France and prevent him from unleashing an alchemical weapon that will devour the continent.But France is crawling with the Cruenti, vampiric warlocks who feed off other wizards. When things don't go according to plan, one Cruenti sets his deadly eyes on her.Betrayal is everywhere. Even some of her closest allies cannot be fully trusted. Worse still, she finds, she can't even trust herself. She becomes a woman torn between her charismatic spy lover who offers her what she desires most, and one of her closest confidants, whose soft seductive eyes hold deadly secrets about her past, and the Gray Tower itself.Plans within plans. Plots versus counter plots. Heists gone wrong, sword-wielding Catholic priests, and the greatest manipulation of history that has ever been seen, is just a taste of what Isabella George is in for, in her final mission.
All she wants is a home, but can she find one...UNDER DIFFERENT STARS Kricket Hollowell is normally not one to wish upon stars; she believes they’re rarely in her favor. Well versed at dodging caseworkers from Chicago’s foster care system, the past few years on her own have made Kricket an expert at the art of survival and blending in. With her 18th birthday fast approaching, she dreams of the day when she can stop running and find what her heart needs most: a home. Trey Allairis hates Earth and doubts that anyone from his world can thrive here. What he’s learning of Kricket and her existence away from her true home only confirms his theory. But, when he and Kricket lie together under the stars of Ethar, counting them all may be easier than letting her go. Kyon Ensin’s secrets number the stars; he knows more about Kricket's gifts than anyone and plans to possess her because of them. He also knows she’s more valuable than any fire in the night sky. He’ll move the heavens and align them all in order to make her his own. When everything in their world can be broken, will Kricket rely upon love to save her under different stars?
There’s been a murder in Paradise ...
As daughter of the late pack alpha, Regan Vuk is certain the title and responsibility is hers now. She is fast, smart, determined and has trained for this future her whole life. There’s just one person standing in her way.
Charlie has never lived in one place long enough to call it home. All she’s ever wanted is a place to belong in the world, but Charlie’s hope for safety and security vanishes when she’s kidnapped and taken against her will to meet the man who abandoned her mother seventeen years ago.
When Charlie finds out the only way to fit in with her new relatives is to defeat her long-lost sister for the role of alpha, she refuses. That is, until she meets Owen. Alluring and mysterious, Owen, is the “prize” in this twisted battle for power.
Regan has no doubt that, although she loathes vampires, she will be the one who "wins" Owen.
Only problem: Charlie's already fallen for him.
Forty-six. That’s how many hybrids survived the Hunter attack in the woods after I revived them with an injection of my blood. That’s how many followed me home to Frederick Falls. And that’s how many were now mentally linked to me through a blood bond. Two days. Three valium. Fourteen hours of sleep. That’s what it took to realize I wasn’t losing my mind as a result of the noise in my own head.
Regan Vuk needs to be alpha—and fast.
Her father has completely lost his mind. As far as Regan is concerned, the vampires ruined any hope of peace when they killed her mother. And now her insane father has promised his daughter’s hand in marriage to their worst enemy. Regan needs to take her rightful place as alpha and bring order back to her people. Even if it means hurting her sister in the process.
Charlie doesn’t understand why everyone hates the vampires so much. So far the vampire prince has done nothing but help her. But can she trust his feelings for her—or is he just using her to take out another Vuk alpha?
When the girls discover a vampire on their trail, Regan isn’t surprised they’re in danger. For Charlie, it’s beginning to feel as if her world is crumbling in around her.
For Regan, it’s just another day in Paradise.
I don’t open my eyes so I can’t see him, but I can smell him. He thickens the air I breathe, choking me with his scent...his aroma. I shiver. I have to resist. If I’m not strong, then I will be relegated to the same fate as this predator whose sickness infects me even now. But now, I crave him and he knows that; he has been counting on my need to end the gnawing pain. How he would savor my surrender. I’m alive, but how much longer will it take until I beg him not to be?
Want more Dirty Blood? Get it in your inbox! Deleted scenes, free stories, and more for becoming a Love Bird! Sign up here --> www.heatherhildenbrand.com (or paste into your browser) and click SUBSCRIBE! I thought watching my Werewolf boyfriend get arrested for murder was the worst experience of my life. But then I was knocked out and dragged off to a cell of my own by the very people who were supposed to protect me from danger. I thought being held prisoner in solitary confinement for weeks on end was the worst experience of my life. But then a visitor came, and I realized I'd been wrong all along. There are worse things than torture and death. Much worse. He wants my blood. More than that, he wants to get into my head. To use my bond to control his army, to wipe the world clean of anything with dirty blood. I can't let that happen, but if I don't he'll kill every single person I've ever cared about - beginning with my Werewolf pack. The prophecy said I would have to make an impossible choice, but I must be doing this wrong - so far every choice I've made has only led to more pain and danger and death. Hunters are pitted against Werewolves and I'm alone in my war against Gordon Steppe. I can't fight him off anymore; all I can do is try to keep him out of the important places. And I'm failing at even that. I thought the demons were out there, clearly marked and clinging to the shadows. But they're not. The monsters are within the ranks of those sworn to protect. The enemy is among us.