From the four strata of Crimson City come rogues: vampire, werewolf, human, demon. These rebels, rakes and unsung heroes have turned their backs on the extravagant vampire skyway, the gritty werewolf underground, the iron-fisted human stronghold and the fiery power of the demon underworld. Walking a thin line between heaven and hell, they make their own rules and follow their own destinies. They they will be the ones to determine if the City flourishes or fails.

Cydney Brighton knows them well, for she too is now rogue. Having escaped hell, she’s discovered that the City is not what it once was--and neither is she. Only one man understands her, understands what it means to be someone or something beyond control. He’s ready to come out of the darkness; and part-man, part-machine, he’s willing to sacrifice almost anything to make himself whole.

Where are all the good men? Marianne and her best friend, Bijoux, are dying to know. Turns out they've been holed up around card tables, playing Texas Hold 'em. So Marianne and Bijoux decide it's time to up the ante and get in on the action. But they never imagined that Marianne would have a seriously talented poker player lurking inside her. And everyone knows what they say about lucky in cards...

Once, this was the City of Angels. The angels are no longer in charge. From the extravagant appetites of the vampire world above, to the gritty defiance of the werewolves below, the specter of darkness lives around every corner, the hope of paradise in every heart. All walk freely with humans in a tentative peace, but to live in Los Angeles is to balance on the edge of a knife. One woman knows better than most that death lurks here in nights of bliss or hails of UV bullets. She's about to be tested, to taste true thirst. She's about to regain the power she's long been denied. And Fleur Dumont is about to meet the one man who may understand her: a tormented protector who's lost his way and all he loved.

There are few things more humiliating in a woman's life than having an engagement party thrown in her honor when the man in question hasn't proposed... (more about this book!)

Macao, 2176:
Nobody lives like this if they don't have to. But it all depends on what you're willing to do to get out. Jenny changed her mind a lot on that score. It was amazing how easily real life could mess with your standards...(more about this book!)

In Hayley Jane Smith's defense, it should be noted that it was a record-breaking week during the hottest summer in ten years of San Francisco meteorological history. And there's Hayley crammed into a tiny cubicle next to a bunch of other young New Economy professionals in one of those South of Market lofts. There's no air-conditioning, and the smell of leftover pizza and Chinese takeout is so pervasive, it's almost unnoticeable...(more about this book!)

Washington DC, 2043:
"If you're Kazinsky, print here." The government rep handed her the sign-in machine, and then pushed a military-issue duffel bag toward her with his foot. Camille absently supplied her fingerprint, staring up at the robo in fascination. He waited handcuffed and silent, towering over the man at his side. The only robos she'd seen before were the ones she'd shot at from a distance during live-fire training at the academy. Trainees were taught to think of robos as targets; objects. Now, Camille couldn't imagine thinking in terms of 'it' instead of 'he.' Of course, that was just the kind of sentiment she was supposed to avoid. The robo looked like a man, but he wasn't ... was he?(more about this book!)