Marduk, Mesopotamian god of thunder, has been invisible for hundreds of years, his punishment for leaving an entire civilization to wither and die...all for the love of a woman. Now, the gods seem to be reaping a great deal of pleasure at his expense once again for it’s another little bit of a woman who has the power to make him whole. She lights his formerly passionless form on fire, but he'll have to battle more than the gods who placed him and his brothers in this purgatory to win her heart and her body. Some demons must be faced to be defeated, even if they are hers. Tess has straightened her life out. That means no alcohol, no risk, and most of all NO MEN! But this god-like creature she first sees naked on the beach makes her forget the horrors wrought by another and consider the passion zinging through her veins. Can she take such a risk again without sacrificing her sobriety and her life?

Anshar is god of the sky...but he's also something much more dangerous. Terrified for the safety of the woman he would call his own, he denies his attraction to keep her safe and the monster inside of him at bay. A battle is coming between the gods of the Blue Hills and the puritans who would destroy his kind before the gods can find their Chosen—mortals who are not just mates, but who can make the gods corporeal once more. Lenore Crest is drawn to the taciturn god against her better judgment and in spite of the hateful lessons she's always been taught about his kind by the leader of a secret puritan society. Opening her heart to Anshar would be a betrayal to her people, and loving him could put everyone in danger. Can their relationship survive in spite of his secrets and her misplaced allegiances?

Dagon is unredeemable in the eyes of the gods he betrayed centuries ago, but now, the Mesopotamian sea god is truly screwed. The answer to his redemption, his Chosen, is finally within reach, but the powers-that-be have stepped up their war against the Earth-bound gods, and he’s literally ripped from her arms. Thrust into the Underworld, he is forced to battle demons, and his body is ravaged beyond endurance. Perhaps it’s for the best. Intense physical pain might be the only thing that can make him forget her. After a hellish youth, bartender, Holly Abelard is just trying to get through life. At least, that’s what she thinks until the guy she’s hot for announces he’s a god, and she’s his mate. She’s barely coming to terms with that revelation when the sexy hunk is sucked into the Underworld, and she’s left in the hands of a league of super gods. But Holly isn’t giving up on getting Dagon back. That isn’t to say she doesn’t have her doubts. Had he really sported fangs and scales? What the hell? Or should she say what in Hell, because that’s where she'll have go to find him.

Enten, the god of winter, has spent centuries avoiding rejection from women. He might be cold to the depths of his very soul, but one woman—his Chosen—holds the key to melting his permafrost. To keep her, though, he must embrace the heat sweeping through his heart—and his body. Unfortunately, he and the group of gods he calls brothers are trapped on Earth’s plane by a malevolent force that could bring violence to her doorstep. Gloria Wingfeather lived through hell, physically and emotionally singed by the viciousness of her ex-husband. For years, she’s dedicated her time and her heart to making a life for herself. The sexy god of chill has the potential to heal those charred wounds or to set her ablaze with passion.

Huxley Abelard lives and fights alongside the immortals of the Blue Hills as a human, but he's always felt something...more. A prophecy foretells that a mortal will ascend to become a god in the Underworld, but Hux's wicked past could cost him the throne and the sexy doctor who haunts his days and nights. He can't imagine a decent woman wanting a man who has done the things he's done to survive. Doctor Dani-Lee Whitehill has loved and lusted for Huxley since the first moment she laid eyes on him. Unfortunately, he's made it quite clear that, although he's attracted to her, he'd rather cut off his male parts than get them anywhere near her. She's willing to play by his hands-off rules, but desire may quickly erode her patience and when it does, Hux could be royally screwed.

Feisty DEA Agent Candy Lane can't decide which is worse—being romanced by a violent drug lord she helped put away or fulfilling the mating prophecy for an arrogant immortal. A freelance missing persons case may have brought them together, but she has no intention of becoming the god’s Chosen until the past catches up with her and forces her to face the facts of her heart. Enlil, Mesopotamian god of wind, doesn't like the foul-mouthed agent one bit. She’s crass, bold, and unbelievably sexy, at least to his inner bull. After a couple hundred years of being cockblocked by the beast, he knows the tiny spitfire will never grab that opportunity by the horns. Immortal or not, once he makes her his Chosen and becomes corporeal after hundreds of years, they can go their separate ways. Too bad his heart has other plans.

The gods of the underworld were cursed and cast out, made to wander unseen upon the human world… Kulla, the divine architect, has finally found his Chosen, the only one who can make him corporeal again. Because of an edict from Hell four hundred years ago, Obedience slipped through his fingers. He’ll be damned if she does it again.The feisty red-headed witch makes his temper rise along with certain body parts, but he is destined to spend eternity with her, like it or not. Obedience is still angry, believing Kulla abandoned her to an unknown fate back in old Salem. But she can’t resist the sexy deity―or the needs of his group―much longer. It nearly broke her when he refused to marry her all those years ago and neglected to reveal himself as a god. This time, their future―if they have one―will be on her terms.

Emesh has always assumed his odds of finding an eternal mate were somewhere between zero and crap. He’s a god, thousands of years old, but he’s also gay. He’s never experienced a gay relationship, and hasn’t had a clue about how to…hook-up. With the advent of the huge male across the clearing, that’s about to change. Soon, he’ll live every nuance of male love he’s ever imagined…and it scares him shitless. Douglas Wingfeather never allows visitors. Never. He’s the master of one-night stands, and likes it that way. So what the hell does he want with a guy like Emesh? The answer has to be…nothing. Strange attraction or not, his libido needs to shut itself down. He doesn’t need a boyfriend. His screwed up past doesn’t allow room for a normal relationship. End of story.