To protect my family, I made a deal with an enemy. And now he’s come to collect.
The leader of the warlocks is demanding I help make his vampire allies stronger, I have no choice but to say yes. Even if it means the vampires will have the strength to destroy the werewolves once and for all.
Between curses, unpredictable mating bonds, and the end of the realms prophecy hanging over my head, I’m stretched beyond thin. But if anyone can make a bad situation work for us, it’s me and misfit family. We need a solution to Magos’ curse, and who better to provide us with that answer than the sorcerer who made the vampires?
And when an old friend comes back to town, I don’t hesitate to help him either. If the vampires are getting a power up—so are the werewolves. We just have to survive what it will take to accomplish all this. Because we may be monsters but we’re about to walk into a realm of darkness full of primordial devourers that give even me nightmares.
We’re about to find out who’s the better monster. And if we lose. We die.
Everyone I’ve cared about has left me. My coven. My mate. Even my sister — the only person I ever truly cared about. All of them walked away.
I’ve accepted my fate to be alone. My forest is enough for me and I have no intention of leaving it. But fate has something else in mind.
The cursed werewolf who stole my heart for a night — and broke it at dawn — has returned with grim news. Someone has taken both our sisters, and we must work together to save them. But if my enemies discover I’ve left my forest, they’ll stop at nothing to capture me.
And I’ll be putting all my trust in a person who loathes my existence...
Everyone I’ve cared about has suffered from love. I refuse to be bound by it. This kingdom is cruel and devious, which suits me fine because I’m just as wicked and far more clever.
But there is one person I love—my sister. And she’s vanished along with her lover — the damn witch’s sister.
I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back. Including returning to the witch who deceived me for a night. I may be a wolf trapped in human skin, but it won’t stop me from ripping out her heart once my sister is safe.
Because I’m a cursed werewolf…and it was the witches who damned me.
Maddox Grey is a queer nonbinary elder millennial who still remembers vividly what it was like to be emotionally damaged by the season two finale of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
They write morally grey characters who fall for equally unhinged morally grey love interests. And the banter flows as fast as the action in the stories they craft.
When they’re not putting their characters through hell, Maddox is playing video games, reading smut, burying their nose in comic books, or hiding behind a pillow while they watch horror movies.
