"There are worse things than death and they live between the worlds.
In a mixed-up trip where Wonderland meets hell, it’s survival of the fittest and having a shattered soul means it’s even harder to stay alive. In this alien landscape full of monsters there’s no rest and the chance of death is high. Not only are we hunted, but the threat of the void is always present.
After an attack, harsh realities pass Vincent’s lips leaving me conflicted about our future together and worried about my chances of survival. Closing myself off from him is supposed to prevent distractions while I search for perspective. Instead, it puts both of our lives at greater risk.
Can we work together long enough to make it home?"
"Getting suspended and taking away my gun is one thing, bugging my house is another. AIR has gone too far.
Putting the team on administrative leave is a smart move. If I returned to the office I know I’d end up fired within the hour. Besides, with Boone missing, we need to focus on finding him. Using what little information we gathered, Neil works his magic and sends us to Utah for our search.
The cold temperatures I’m prepared for, especially since it means sharing a sleeping bag with Vincent. But I’d rather play with pixies than face the rest. Ghoulish monsters, malicious men, and a sinister underground facility wait for us.
Boone is out here, too. How far do I have to push my power to track him?"
"The werewolf may be my best friend, but if Rider calls me thick again, he’s going to be eating my hand warmers.
Working for the clandestine Agency of Interdimensional Regulation is amazing, until you’re stuck behind a desk. My first day back in the field finds me face to face with gremlins and those little creatures love their metal. I should have thought of that because losing your clothes at work is hard to live down.
Back at the office, news surfaces of goblins on the march. Aggressive, territorial, and downright mean, the goblins appear to be out for blood. Investigation leads us to the middle of nowhere in the dead of winter to see if the pixies are tormenting the surrounding population. When we find the pixies missing and their glen dying, our situation becomes more dire.
My powers and Rider’s keen werewolf nose sense a creature that doesn’t belong but our progress slows to a crawl when the wicked winter weather makes an appearance. Can we find the pixies, stop the goblin rebellion, and identify this new threat before I freeze to death?"
"Is this really my life?
From the moment college catalogs started arriving, my mother pushed me towards a degree in accounting. There are worse careers in the world, so after school, I landed a job at a firm with an eye on taking classes to become a CPA. Once Gran and I find a person straight out of mythology, I realize there’s more to this world than I ever imagined. While at work, a call from Gran had me rushing around the countryside. I was ready to stop for the day when a whirlpool of bright light opened, and we come face to face with a giant stone person.
Before I truly have time to hyperventilate, Gran is introducing herself and leading it back to my car. Our rocky friend is in trouble, and when government agents start showing up, Gran and I are in hot water ourselves. Can we avoid being thrown in prison long enough to help Gran’s new companion?"
"Are they really going to charge me for murder?
Vincent slipped between worlds once again, saving us all in the process. He's a Walker, it's what he does. Sure, he tried to kill me once, but that was in the past. The last thing I wanted was for him to go away., especially since our rocky past has authorities questioning his disappearance.
A string of thefts is the perfect excuse to go to the city. Dodging the office is a little easier while helping MyTH on a case, but if Vincent doesn't surface soon, I don't need Gran to predict that my future contains bars."
"Have you been good this year? I hope so, because it’s not Santa Clause that’s coming to town.
Working with my arm in a sling isn’t easy, but if it keeps the military from having access to the team, I’m all for it. Besides, the body count is rising and magic is in the air—there’s a lot of work to go around. Being injured isn’t the only hardship. My partners aren’t inclined to ask me to Read, even to help with a case. Not that I blame them. The last time a read the Path, I died. The time before that, I killed someone. Now, I can’t even seem to reach the Path.
With the damaged I caused, it’s for the best. Even when work follows me home, there’s not much I can do, but rely on Molly, but can such a little creature take on the darker side of Christmas?"
"It’s one thing to have bad dreams, it’s another to hunt them.
Boone needed backup, so the team is going into a steaming rain forest. Searching out the Lost in remote places was par for the course, but the lurking monster and forbidding terrain were not the only complications we faced. My reunion with Vincent was supposed to be comforting. With strangers looking on and Vincent pulling away again, Gran's warning that I needed a strong connection with Vincent seemed a lost cause. Rider and Logan weren't acting like themselves, and Boone's new team seems uneasy.
We need to pull together to face the nightmare before it kills again."
"No phone, no gun, not even a hint of a coffee shop. What’s a girl to do?
Apprehension and turmoil with those closest to me has me ready to jump back into work. Discovering the body of a colleague before I’m cleared for active duty isn’t a great start and a video of my power in action has people looking at me sideways. To avoid the stares I jump at the chance to cart around a group of visiting agents. We were supposed to be completing a simple portal closing. Instead, interagency intrigue and sabotage erupts. I’m thrown into another dimension with a near stranger who seems intent on ordering me around.
We’re trapped, hungry, and facing an unknown foe. Can we find a way home before we kill each other?"
"Suck my soul out? I’ll get over it. Try to kill me? Whatever. Send me a dead bunny? Watch your back.
Life’s not perfect, but I didn’t realize it could be this good. Family, job, friends, that’s all covered. Caring boyfriend, Ethan, was icing on the cake. As each strand of happiness is ripped away, I’m forced to see how bad things can get.
When we’re called into a civilian crime scene, it makes it impossible to hide my secret from Ethan. After a madman and a killer crash our date, Ethan learns more than he can handle, so he’s out the door. For me, there’s no time to stop. The arrival of deranged gifts tell me that I’ve been marked for death, and I’d like to return the favor.
The trouble is, can you kill someone if they aren’t alive?"
"A vacation isn’t the same thing as running away. At least that’s what I told myself.
Waking up next to Ethan in a rustic mountain cabin makes me feel like the luckiest woman in the world. Without the connection to the outside world, we could forget our troubles. When we go into town for supplies and cell phone signal is restored, all bets are off. Logan is on assignment, but his friend needs help. My partners and I jump into action with Ethan along for the ride. We’re on bigfoot’s trail, trying to catch up to him before a hunter does.
Rider is distant, Vincent is uneasy, and Ethan is way too excited about meeting a bigfoot. When we find traces of the stalker, the scent Rider is tracking and what I see in the Path don't line up. Something strange is happening in the mountains.
Are we tracking a hunter, or something else altogether different?"
"When a routine call starts with a gun pointed at me, I know it’s going to be a bad day, but at least, it’s not my employer trying to kill me.
Once the weapons are holstered, we discover a dead gnome. Was it natural causes or execution by an unknown assailant as the gnome's family claim? The case leads us to a string of deaths and a threat that could expose the Lost to the world.
Forced to collaborate with teams outside of our agency means I need to keep my abilities in check. The deeper we delve into the investigation, the more my shattered soul becomes a liability, as I absorb the essence of victims and start to lose myself. At times, I’m not sure it’s still me inside my own skin. Why did I choose now to start dating?
Based on the evidence, I go undercover to track a killer. It’s risky, especially with a drug addict at my side, but we will put an end to the monster responsible - even if it costs my life."
"I know what goes bump in the night, it's humans that are the problem.
Instead of using my powers to work the psychic network hotlines, I work as a field agent for a clandestine agency risking my life to protect supernatural creatures. Relocating a troll and interviewing a werewolf should have made for an easy day, but when shots are fired and a fairy is murdered, my nightmare begins.
I have a shot at tracking the killer, and I'm not the only one that thinks so. Someone puts a price on my head and an agency sanctioned assassin almost succeeds in taking me off the case and out of life.
With my powers raging out of control and a target on my back, will I be able to protect the mythological creatures I oversee?"
