Rachael is no stranger to struggle: her parents abandoned her when she was five, she is homeless, and the villagers avoid her because they fear her prophetic dreams. Rachael is okay with that—if they leave her alone, they won’t harm her, and she can look after herself. But then she meets Cephy, and Cephy isn’t used to being away from her mother’s warmth. When her father beats Cephy again, she burns the house and her family down with her magic. The scared villagers call on the White Guard to take them away and execute them, but neither girl is ready to die. Together, they escape into a world they know nothing about… towards a Mist Woman with dark plans and a resistance plotting regicide. Rachael wants only to live in peace, but the resistance needs her, and it promises a better tomorrow for all magically gifted. It’s everything Rachael wants...

Rachael has left her old life on the streets of Blackrock behind and claimed the Rifarnee throne, but being an unprepared queen comes with its own problems. She has no idea what she’s doing, ambassadors from other countries want her attention, and the demons from her dreams are still out there and trying to kill her. Support comes from a Mist Woman, whom Rachael is slow to trust after her experience with Aeron. Together with her most trusted friends and advisors, she travels to Midoka and Krymistis in search for answers, but she finds only more frustration. Kaida is hiding something from her, she can’t be sure she’s escaped her would-be assassins, and her once-best friend has been claimed by the Dark One, the infernal ruler of the Mists and Master of the demons trying to kill her. To end His threat, Rachael needs a dragon… But will she find...

Rachael’s worst nightmare and feared vision has come alive. Imprisoned on Kaethe in the Dark One’s temple, guarded by shadows, she can’t do anything but wait for death. If only she could force her visions, or contact Cale and her Sparrows… but she’s never been able to control her gift, and her only friends are an ocean away, unaware that Rachael’s been kidnapped. Even worse nightmares rise from the shadows. The Dark One grows stronger every day, and He’ll destroy the world if Rachael doesn’t find a way out. To do that, she needs to force her visions, break the Dark One’s barrier on her mind, master her gift, and find a dragon willing to shed its blood for humanity… But will it cost Rachael her life, her sanity, or both?

The peace of the dead is in danger: the Dread King has awoken, and he is building an army with their souls. Naavah Ora—a young elf with the magic to walk amongst the dead—notices the first signs of the corruption, but she has no allies, let alone an army… Until a careless thief, an unwilling sacrifice, and an unlucky trap-maker cross her path. She needs to stop the undead invasion before it consumes both worlds, but it’s easier said than done with the quarrelling team of misfits at her back. She will need their help, but can she trust them? Against her better judgement, she slowly starts to care about them… But when the corruption destroys her sister clans and her family, her personal feelings can’t matter. Can Naavah Ora find the only weapon that can end the threat before it’s too late… or is she chasing a myth?

Naavah Ora has found the weapon that can kill the Dread King, but there’s one setback: she is the weapon, and she shares her mind with her patron goddess. Naavah Ora isn’t prepared to lose herself to stop the undead invasion, but when the Dread King makes the fight personal, she might give anything to stop him after all. Meanwhile, Doran, Levi, and Ash struggle with a prison break and the realisation that Ceallach still wants Levi as his sacrifice. They reach for Naavah Ora while she slips further away, but how can they fight a battle happening in another realm? To end Ceallach’s invasion and retake peace for the dead, Naavah Ora hopes that her other gods joining the fight will be enough. When Ceallach ends the things and people she loves the most, she must decide: Is she prepared to pay the price and surrender her consciousness for...

The country of Midoka embraces magic, also known as the gift. Its most powerful order of sorcerers, the Mist Women, teach novices at the coven in Maishi Hou, and their graduates serve as expert advisors all over the world. Magic is every Midokan’s undeniable birthright. Except for Yua. An unwilling resident at the Maishi Hou coven, she can’t call forth the smallest flame. Her only childhood memory is soaked in blood. The only hint as to who—or what—she is lies in her blackened veins. But they also hide a shadow thirsting for blood, and even the leading Mist Woman fears it. All her life, Yua has fought her Shadow… until she meets Aza, who says there’s no darkness without light. Yua is done being scared of herself, but embracing her Shadow could kill everyone. If she tries, she could lose herself forever… Or she could answer its whispers and become...

Joining the Seven is not what Yua always imagined. They are the most powerful sorceresses in the world, but Yua still doesn’t have any magic, she still can’t control the Mist demon in her blackened veins, she’s barely controlling her thirst for blood, and she’s definitely not a sorceress or powerful. She’s nothing but a curiosity that fascinates the Seven, offered this position so they can better study her. But it was this or death, so Yua chose life. She chose knowledge, like any Seven would. And it’s not all bad: Shizue is slowly teaching her control over her Shadow. The lessons are exhausting, though; Yua doesn’t know how much more she can push herself. When another Blood Wisp arrives at the coven, newly turned and terrified, Yua needs to push herself further still. Neither the Seven nor the young man know who’s responsible, but Yua suspects one thing: She’ll...

Yua has become one of the Seven, she has reached a truce with her Shadow, and nine Blood Wisps owe her their lives. But now she—and all of Midoka—has a new problem: As Yua explores the Mists with the help of her Shadow, the Dark One learns of their connection… and He sees it as the opportunity He’s been waiting for to invade Midoka. Empress Nara is grateful for the coven’s help, but she has yet other plans for Yua: the Blood Wisps will need help being accepted into wider society, and a Blood Wisp on the throne, married to her son, would go a long way towards lasting peace. Yua has never wanted to rule or fight in a war, but now it seems she can’t escape either… and the price is high as Blood Wisps choose sides, her potential future opens a chasm between her and Aza… and...

My life is missing something. Shouldn't there be… more to, well, everything? My plans of being a photographer aren’t exactly going as I thought, either. But I will change at least the latter this summer, I'm just not sure how. Inspiration has been a bit of a bitch lately. Oh, I'm also a lucid dreamer and know my dreamscape better than my actual neighbourhood. So, when one day I find this strange obsidian void lake in my dreams, I can’t just pretend it's not there. Something has to happen if I jump in, right? It wouldn’t make me feel so seen and strangely whole if it were nothing. Except, that’s exactly what happens: nothing. At least at first. But then… Who knew the world is so full of fairies and vampires and werewolves and demons and— Magic? Well, obviously they did, but I'm finally seeing the world as it really...

Alright, so, maybe taking photos of people who don’t want to be noticed was a bad idea. I know this now, and I’ll never forget the promise I made the Mara and the Dreamcatcher: I'll stay out of the Veiled’s business unless they say otherwise, and learn everything—the many different types of Veiled so I can help rather than accidentally destroy, and all about Magick 101 from Kate, my friendly witch neighbour. Only, as it turns out, not all Veiled are easy to spot, and soon I have every reason to believe I've been cursed: There are growing tensions between me and handsome vampire bookseller Leverett, and not all of them pleasant (and they're not helped by some very vivid dreams, either); my sisterhood with my life-long BFF Bonnie is suffering; and the huge power imbalance between me and the Veiled grows ever more obvious when a jealous and deluded...

No one was more surprised than I was when I shoved Chiara down some stairs with bloody magic, but it happened, and now I’m excited to learn how to throw spells around on purpose rather than by life-saving accident. I’ve been wanting the power to defend myself, and now I have it! The only problem is that Kate, my witch neighbour and expert on all things magic, doesn’t know how to draw my magic out of me again. Fortunately, she knows someone who might be able to help… But do I really want that? My magic was locked away for a reason, and it’s only thanks to my dream guide, Mischief, that I used it once. Now she’s in trouble because of it. Surely this means I should leave it sealed away? But it might also be my only real defence against that elusive Veiled who’s after me, so… It...