Eternally

Welcome to the Carnival of Creeps, where you'll feast your eyes on the freaks. For two days a year, a carousel sings. Humans come, but they do not leave. Gremlins, ghouls, and sincasters need to feed. If paranormals come, they will never be free. They have to put on a show and give the audience the creeps. A demon is a ringmaster, selling souls for the right price. A fortune teller sees his demise. A vampire is used to cry. An angel loses his wings. A banshee calls for help and screams. They will no longer exist after Halloween. It's why they need a Wildes witch. The most powerful one they will ever see. Contains mature themes.

I killed mindlessly for fifteen years. A curse trapped me inside my werewolf, and I became the perfect killing puppet for the warlock controlling me. Screams of my victims haunt me. The phantom warmth of blood heats my hands. And guilt eats away at my psyche. I don't deserve love. I don't deserve a mate. Who could ever love a monster like me? Ru does. My little lucky charm from another planet. No matter how much I warn her. No matter how I try to scare her. No matter how many times I threaten her. She stays. But she doesn't understand my kind. Werewolves are violent creatures. And if my wolf doesn't get his way, it isn't just her heart I'll be ripping out, but mine too. Which, in fourteen days, is exactly what will happen. A night of violence and lust awaits, and I'm doubtful she can survive me. Our lives are on the line, but so is my brother's. Fourteen days to find the treatment for his sickness. Fourteen days to survive on an unknown planet. Fourteen days to see if I kill my mate. The full moon is rising. And I wish it wouldn't. Contains mature themes.

In the dimension where fire meets ice, my mate waits for me. And if I don't go to him, I'll die. I know I'm lucky to have a mate at all. Most would rejoice. Most would run to them. Not me. I want to stay with my family. I was trapped in the veil for the majority of my life, fighting to survive. And I'm supposed to leave them for a man I don't know? I'm tired of Fate making the decisions for me. Yet . . . The ache in my chest becomes too much. The thirst in my throat becomes unbearable. The need to mate is a call I can no longer ignore. Even if I've never touched or kissed another. How will I satisfy him? Finally, I go to my prince only to learn that I have not one, but two mates. A dragon and an elf. Not only do they rule separate kingdoms-they are mortal enemies. Hatred is rooted deep in my dragon's fire and my elf guards a secret close to his heart that he refuses to tell. Forgiveness is the only solution. And the journey to getting it might be what kills us all. Contains mature themes.