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  Magic Awakened

  A Paranormal Romance Boxed Set

  K.N. Lee

  Calinda B

  Nicole Zoltack

  J.A. Armitage

  D.N. Lee

  Shereen Vedam

  Julie Morgan

  T.F. Walsh

  Tricia Owens

  Kara James

  Cait Reynolds

  Captive Quill Press

  Contents

  Introduction

  Urban Extinction

  Introduction

  1. Egan

  2. Livia

  3. Egan

  4. Livia

  5. Egan

  6. Livia

  7. Egan

  8. Livia

  9. Egan

  10. Egan

  11. Egan

  12. Livia

  13. Livia

  14. Egan

  15. Egan

  16. Egan

  17. Egan

  18. Livia

  19. Egan

  20. Livia

  21. Livia

  22. Egan

  23. Egan

  24. Egan

  25. Livia

  26. Livia

  27. Egan

  28. Egan

  29. Egan

  30. Egan

  About the Author

  LUNAR SHADOWS

  Introduction

  GLOSSARY

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Afterword

  About the Author

  Read More from T.F. Walsh

  Of Howling Moons

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Epilogue

  A Hex on You

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Endless Winter

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Alistair James Hockley

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  The Power Here

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Epilogue

  Pisces

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Afterword

  Hidden

  Acknowledgments

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  About the Author

  Afterword

  Books by Shereen Vedam

  Cornered

  1. Kyle

  2. Melody

  3. Kyle

  4. Melody

  5. Kyle

  6. Kyle

  7. Melody

  8. Kyle

  9. Melody

  10. Kyle

  11. Melody

  12. Kyle

  13. Melody

  14. Kyle

  15. Melody

  16. Kyle

  17. Melody

  18. Kyle

  Seeds of Love

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Wolf’s Heart

  Foreword

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Introduction

  MAGIC

  AWAKENED

  A Paranormal Romance Boxed Set

  Featuring:

  K.N. Lee & Calinda B

  Nicole Zoltack

  J.A. Armitage

  Julie Morgan

  T.F. Walsh

  Shereen Vedam

  Kara James

  Tierney O’Malley

  Tricia Owens

  D.N. Leo

  Cait Reynolds

  Urban Extinction

  By K.N. Lee and Calinda B

  Introduction

  Two women. Two extraordinary magic abilities. One city threatened by dark supernatural forces.

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  It will take more than one determined police force to protect the city from not just your everyday fae, human criminals, and vampires. When an ancient form of magic is set loose, the only ones who are strong enough to fight it are two escaped mental asylum patients.

  Meet Egan and Livia, just your average supernatural consultants for the NYPD.

  Copyright ©2017 K.N. Lee
and Calinda B

  All Rights Reserved.

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  Egan

  Egan scanned the club, trying to determine who would be her victim tonight. Scowling, she glanced over her shoulder at the good-looking werewolf lurching away from her.

  He’d tried to kiss her. She’d kicked him in the shin, grabbed his nuts and sent him on his way. The supes always sniffed her out in places like this. Her job forced her to blend in and tonight she was on the clock.

  I hate stake-outs.

  The werewolf turned toward someone. Their heads fell together as they spoke. He lifted his hand and pointed at her. His mouth formed the word, “Bitch.”

  She laughed. Good. Maybe word will spread. She turned her attention back to look for her partner in crime—the lithe brunette beauty known as Livia.

  Maybe I’ll flame-bomb the next guy who comes on to me. Give him a facelift with my fingers. She flexed and closed her hands, itching to let her dark fire power loose.

  The throbbing blue-lit atmosphere at the club known as Akeldama sizzled with bump and grind excitement. The place was packed wall to wall with writhing bodies. Most were looking to get laid, get loose, or get wasted, in no particular order. Acrobatic dancers hung suspended from the ceiling, wearing little more than G-strings. They maneuvered up and down thick, white ropes like gymnasts, high above the heads of the crowd.

  A house beat powered through the speakers. Egan pressed her fingertips into her ears, but nothing could hold out the thump, thump, thump of the driving bass. The sound made her bones vibrate and her heart quiver in her chest. She kept her jaw clenched to keep her teeth from clacking.

  She lifted her gaze to the television behind the bar. Why they had a T.V. here in this din made no sense. A celebrity news feed showed some sort of gala auction. Pictures of happy local celebrities flashed by…most people she didn’t know. That socialite chick…what was her name?...Alicia something?... flashed by, laughing. She held out a pen toward a giant checkbook. The local congressman stood behind her, grinning stupidly.

  His son Jason stood next to him, next to his fiancée. The fiancée scowled at her soon to be husband, then, stalked off screen. Their upcoming nuptials were said to be the event of the year.

  Egan scoffed. Rich people.

  She leaned against the solid gold bar-top, scanning the crowd. Come on, Liv. Where are you? She tried to access their telepathic connection, but was met with a big, blank wall. It’s a one-way street with her. She’s got the crazy mad telepathy skills and if she doesn’t want to let me in, there’s nothing I can do.

  She eyed the people dancing, the couples heading toward the exit, and the few sitting at tables, trying to converse. Keeping one hand over her ear, she tipped her glass of top shelf Scotch to her lips, pretending to partake. She needed to keep her head in the game and her wits about her. Then, thinking better of that idea, she lifted the glass high and tossed the burning liquid down her throat, signaling the bartender for another.

  It’s only my third, she reasoned.

  Some jackass bumped into her. The glass flew from her hand, skidded across the counter, and crashed behind the bar.

  “Hey!” She spun around, ready to send a blowtorch of flames into the asshole who bumped her, but, he already soldiered on, shoving through the crowd.

  Her gaze landed on Livia, a few feet away. She craned her head to get a better look through the crowd.

  Livia stood with her side against the wall, dressed in a dark purple skirt barely covering her butt-cheeks, sparkling silver stiletto heels, and a glittery sleeveless shirt. The shirt hugged her body so tight her full cleavage threatened to spill over the top into the hands of whomever happened to be in front of her, ready to play catch.

  I sure hope that’s our target. She craned her head to get a better look.

  A man stood in front of her. His hands, held at chest level, looked all twitchy, ready to fondle Livia’s globe-like breasts, should they spring free. He tucked something small and white between Livia’s breasts. Then, he had the gall to pat the place where he’d tucked the packet.

  We’ve got him.

  Livia’s thoughts rang through Egan’s mind. Did you pay him?

  Yep. Transaction complete.

  The corners of Egan’s mouth turned up ever so slightly.

  There was no way in hell Livia could hear Egan through the din of techno-music, but her head lifted just the same. Her gaze met Egan’s. A subtle lift of her chin indicated she was about to head outside with the loser in front of her.

  Egan’s brows stitched together. She spread her arms, palms up, as if to say, “Are you sure?”

  Livia nodded slightly.

  As the she and the man slipped away, Egan’s gaze landed on a couple at a nearby table.

  The girl, a pretty, short-haired blonde, sat in the guy’s lap, straddling him, kissing him hungrily. One of the guy’s hands kept trying to shove between them and wriggle into her panties.

  The girl, not missing a beat in the lip lock, kept tugging his hand away.

  The whole scene kind of looked like a rated-R wrestling match. Any second now, the rating would change to triple X if the guy had his way.

  The girl tore her lips from his. The pair eyed each other.

  Egan cocked her head. Even in the dim club light the guy appeared pale, as if he’d been white-washed. Isn’t that Jason Chambers, the congressman’s son? So much for his upcoming nuptials. Egan sidled closer, pushing through the dancers.

  The pair resumed their mouth sucking, their faces grinding against one another.

  Egan’s nose wrinkled. Nothing about their kisses looks pleasurable.

  When they peeled from one another again, the guy looked even paler, like his blood had been replaced with white paint.

  “What the…?” Egan muttered.

  Someone stepped in her way, blocking her view.

  She lifted her gaze. A tall, swarthy-looking vampire stared down at her.

  “Hey,” she said. She tried to peer around him to find the couple again but there were too many bodies in the way now.

  He leaned down, crowding her. “Looking for someone?” he said loudly.

  His lips pressed way too close to her ear. He eased back, revealing a wide lecherous grin complete with a glimpse of fang.

  “Leaving,” she yelled over the music.

  “Want to know what the name of the club means?” he asked, like reciting his best pick-up line.

  “What?” She blinked at him as if he were an idiot. “Akeldama? It means ‘field of blood.’ Something you’ll be in if you don’t get the fuck out of my way.”

  He looked truly crestfallen.

  Asshole. It’s printed on every menu.

  Her fingers itched to let loose her destructive fire power. Making fists to hold it at bay, she pushed past him to head for the back exit. She strong-armed the back door, grateful for the cool night air and the hum of city noises replacing the din. A residual ringing filled her head. She shook it to clear it. Then, moving quickly, she scanned the parking lot for Livia. There she is.

  Livia was pressed against the handsome brown-haired guy. They stood against the side of Egan’s glossy flame-red Corvette.

  Egan couldn’t get a good look at his face. Still, she figured it to be their target. Livia always delivered.

  The ‘Vette was parked at an angle, taking up two and a half parking spaces so no one could park next to it.

  You better not scratch my car, Liv.

  Egan increased he
r stride.

  The guy’s hands were on Livia’s face. He slanted his head, lips parted, no doubt preparing to go in for some marathon kissing.

  Egan stepped up her pace.

  When she’d nearly reached them, Livia leaned in close to the man’s ear and said, “She was only nineteen.”

  The guy’s head jerked back and he scowled. “What? Who was?”

  That’s him! That’s Renner Müntz. A surge of victory pumped through her. She gave a nod to Livia, trying to suppress her smile. She reeled in her expression. “The woman you killed,” Egan said. “What was her name again, Liv?”

  “Andrea,” Livia answered. She shoved away from Renner a little too forcefully. “Andrea Winters. She was going to college, right here in New York. Had a twin sister who loved her dearly. And, oops, she OD’d on the shit you shoved into her vein. Isn’t that right, Egan?” She jammed her fingers between her breasts and fished out the drugs he’d shoved there earlier, waving it in his face.

  “Rumor has it,” Egan said, crowding him from behind.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Renner said, straightening his shirt.

  “Want to bet?” Livia jabbed her finger into his chest. “She was wearing a red dress. Little black ballerina flats she’d bought for the date. She was so excited. You were her dream guy. She told her best friend, Ceci, about it. She…”

  Renner cut her off. “How do you know…”

  She interrupted him right back. “It’s a gift.”

  He lowered his head and sprinted past them. Livia held up her hand like a policewoman guiding traffic. His foot fell flat against the ground.

  Renner strained to move his legs. “What the…?

  “It’s not my only gift.” Livia smiled.

  The whites of his eyes showed as he reached for something in his jacket. When he pulled back his hand, he held a gun-metal gray Glock-17.

  “Is this all you’ve got?” Egan said, coolly.

  She stepped toward him, holding her hand up in a similar manner as Livia had done.

  The metal instantly glowed white-orange.

  Renner screamed and shook his hand.

  The gun stayed glued to his fingers.