They’re hunting me.

And I didn’t even get a chance to run.

But it doesn’t mean I won’t bite.

When I was sold into slavery, I made sure I wasn’t worth bedding. I bit. I fought. I made such a snarl of things, they drugged me to try and calm me down.

They would have eventually won, had I not been rescued.

Silly me, thinking that was the end of it.

Of course I would crash land on an island.

And now I’m being hunted on this exiled sector of brutal vampires.

They’re after my body and my blood.

Magnus is one of them.

I should be terrified of the gorgeous male who has taken me to his lair. Yet, when the blood has washed off and the moon turns red from his dark deeds, I realize he’s not like the others.

He’s darkly beautiful.

He’s patient in his form of hunting me.

He’s powerful in the way he says he’ll claim me.

But he’s waiting for something.

I’m not entirely sure what.

Because I’m not like the females he knows.

There’s no way I can go into heat and take his knot like he wants.

There’s no way I can take his seed.

… Right?

Author’s Note: Outcast Island is a standalone novel in the Exiled Sector series featuring strong AOB themes, nesting, growling, purring, breeding, and of course—knotting.

My magic has been taken.

My mates are being held hostage.

And I'm completely powerless.

Because for now… I'm human.

* * *

I made a deal with a demon and it didn't end well.

What else is new?

But this is the right path. I know it.

All that matters to me is getting all of my mates in one place.

Including my newest addition: an incubus named Asher.

I used the last of my power to imprison Lucifer. Had I held onto it without my mates to ground me, I would have died.

So, in retrospect, I'm just glad to be alive.

And now I need to figure out how to get all of my nine mates in one place.

Because the realms are trembling.

And Lucifer is eventually going to break free.

And when he does, he's going to finish what he started.This time, I'll be ready for him.

Nothing can keep me imprisoned forever.

Not even a demigod.

Orion has been avoiding me, but when he yanks me from the cell I share with my brother, I wonder what he has in mind this time.

More torture?

More pain?

Hmm, perhaps.

But if he expects me to just fall in line, then he doesn't know me very well.

Because I'm a torturer of Purgatory—one of Heaven's most brutal angels.

And I'll make him remember why Lucifer ordered him to break us.

Because not even he could do the job himself.

* * *

This is a Fortune Academy companion novella best read after Fortune Academy Underworld: Book Nine.

Three sexy vampires haunt my dreams and they love to make me scream.

For all the right reasons.

The nightmares started on Monsters Night. I figured my overactive libido was just tripping out because of all the literal monsters on the news. Some portal opened up and they were terrorizing women, in particular.

But seriously, what female hasnt thought about that monster under the bed once or twice in a sensual light? Theres just something about danger, about fangs, about long tongues

So, I let the dreams happen. I invite them in.

But one night, when I open my eyes and theyre literally feasting on me I realize its no dream.

This is real.

Get off me! I scream, not because it doesnt feel good what the one with an unnaturally long tongue is doing, but because this was supposed to be a dream.

Not a chance, sigil.

Why do they always call me that?

I move to push the one between my legs away, but I realize I cant. My muscles dont comply.

Red eyes glow at my right. Eyes that belong to a face crafted by a master sculptor, but his fangs dripping with my blood suggest hes anything but a benevolent being. Youre far too delicious to release now. Plus, you invited us into your mind. You told us to play.

Yes, but that had been when this was all a fanciful dream full of orgasms and forbidden desires.

I opened my mouth to say as much, but the creature on my right groaned at the sight. Yes, open that mouth wide, our sigil. Were starved for more of your screams.