There's no good. No evil. No angels and demons. There's love and there's hate… and somewhere between the two, lust finds a way to thrive. It tips the scale. It burns everything to ash.Wren—CupidWe're created from birth to unite soulmates and stop the monsters that would tear them apart. We're trained to fight, to kill… and born without the ability to feel the thing we give. A cupid can't feel love. A cupid can't have a soulmate. And a cupid...

You're the only one who can get under my skin.LeviTrapped in nightmares from my past, the only comfort I find is in gifts from the man who killed my mother's killer—presents wrapped in a body bag and delivered to the morgue for me to examine.From the first time I saw his mark, I knew I had to keep my killer safe, had to keep his work a secret for me and me alone. Every body is a love letter, and I'm the only one who can read them.

There are rules that keep the universe in line, that keep Death and Fate balanced in a delicate dance.A Reaper can't feel.A Reaper can't love.A Reaper can't die.SephtisReapers can't feel. We aren't born. We're created from the essence of the dead, from Death himself breathing us into existence. We have one purpose.Ferry mortals to the afterlife so they can be judged, weighed, and born anew.I've taken ...