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I'm Alice, and for years, I've had dreams about talking to the Devil. They're not nightmares. In fact, they're far from it. Our conversations are innocent, but certainly not normal. Though, if I'm honest, I'm not even sure what about my life is . . . I always thought that someday my namesake would prove true, and I'd get a fairy tale of my own. After all, I live in a world where magic exists, so why not hope? However, instead of a rabbit, what came to whisk me away was a vicious beast with green eyes. And instead of taking me to Wonderland, it dragged me kicking and screaming to Hell.

A year ago, we managed to escape the realm of monsters, unscathed. The mistake of trying to strike a bargain with the High King has been buried in the past . . . Or so we thought. Tensions rise when the people in our kingdom seek blood, claiming a beast massacred one of the villages around Hell Hold. Pitchforks burn and the fine line between good and evil blurs until it's nearly obliterated all together. However, one thing is crystal clear. We're not only gearing up for war with Heaven, but a civil war within Hell itself.

I'm the Princess of Solaria, a realm full of beasts that could make the Devil cower. That title means nothing because I'll be dead by the week's end. Like my sisters before me, the moment I turned twenty-three, my father announced a gauntlet. A fight to the death, where the most ruthless of the land could try to claim me as their bride. Desperate, I entered the gauntlet and fought for my own hand. But the mad king is a twisted monster who loves to play tricks, and now, instead of wearing a crown, I'm a prisoner, set to be executed for defying the king's tradition.

The High King—now freed from his prison—continues to wreak havoc on the seven realms, but he made one wrong move. He kidnapped my best friend, and I'll stop at nothing to get him back. Even if it means holding the self-appointed king's cold dead heart in my bare hands. I've set out into the realm of monsters, and all is going according to plan until it's not, and I find myself allied with the last person in Hell I'd ever fight beside.

We gather.... We follow the rules.... We indulge in our desire to shed blood once a year. Then, we return to our normal lives. Well, the rest of the members do. Not the king of the Brotherhood. Not me. I’m not allowed, but I’ve never been so tempted to break the rules set by my father.... Not until now.

Beyond the Palms takes you behind closed doors of a serial killer group made up of what should be everyday heroes and individuals with upstanding lives such as doctors, lawyers, police officers, businessmen, and likewise. Meeting over the dark web, they became close friends over a shared interest of bloodshed. They built the Arbor Hotel and Resort from the ground up to hide their deepest desires and since have held The Black Arbor Convention annually. One week a year, the distant friends meet and purge their instincts to kill before returning to their loved ones and careers.

When I heard Pestilence - a horseman of the apocalypse - had been set free, I thought returning him to his crypt would be just another job. After all, that’s what watcher angels do - we protect humanity from the creatures that go bump in the night. Everything changed the instant I locked eyes with her. The fiery red hair rolling in waves down her back and the freckles scattered across her cheeks stole the air from my lungs. I’d been awed by Earth’s wonders before, but she was different. And not just because she is a witch.

Held prisoner since birth and used for her ability to give and take life with a single touch, Calamity yearns to see outside the dungeon walls. When the plan to kill her father goes south, a friend helps her flee into a monster-ridden world, and she's thrust into the arms of a rebel thief. Loric owes a life debt—one he's being blackmailed to repay by getting Calamity out of the kingdom alive. She's the daughter of his mortal enemy, the spawn of the cruel king he despises for murdering his twin sister.

As the only living heir, I was supposed to wed Vanderlyth's most notorious sack of potatoes. Except, our ship went down and said potato sailed away in the only lifeboat, leaving me to drown. My last image? His middle finger. Luck must be on my side because I wash up on the mainland. A place filled with my father's enemies, home to droves of demons that would kill me for my pointy ears alone. I take shelter inside an abandoned castle, but while trying to discern a way out of this mess, a hauntingly flirtatious demon spots me.

Princess by birth and sacrificial lamb by royal decree, Scarlet Midicious is ready to face her fate. She's known her entire life that this day would come. Her wedding… The gauntlet… and likely her funeral. However, on the night of the gauntlet, she meets a mysterious man with striking green eyes and a sin-worthy smirk. He has no knowledge of what her gift is—that she has an extraordinary ability to control the living like puppets—but he knows the king's daughters are gifted in some way or another. He offers her a deal.

Maggie Porter lives with her father, the town sheriff, and celebrates what is supposed to be an epic senior year with her best friend, Nancy. However, gang violence and high school drama become the least of their worries when members of the town, including her father, start getting threatening notes written in blood, and the person writing them is dead set on getting revenge. Pandora's box is opened, and lies that were told 40 years ago begin to unravel. And not even the dead can keep chaos from unfolding around them.