When my magic manifested at puberty, my parents sold me to the Illuminati. The Illuminati trained me well, and paid the ultimate price for their deception.
Thousands of miles away, I landed a job in a quirky little bar.
4.9/5 rating (21 votes)
All I want is to pay the rent and find a boyfriend. But an insane vampire thinks I hold the key to his takeover of the city, and I have a new stalker.
I'm lucky that the gang at Rosie's has my back, because I'm going to need them.
4.9/5 rating (19 votes)
One Master survived the inferno that destroyed the Order of the Illuminati. He may know that I also survived, but does he know that I betrayed the Order? The Hunters may also be hunting me.
Do I stay and fight for my new life and my friends, or do I run again?
5.0/5 rating (17 votes)
When the ley lines—the orderly rivers of magical energy that circle the globe—went wild, chaos ensued. I didn’t escape the Illuminati just to become a slave to the Knights Magica.
If they want me, they’re going to have a fight on their hands.
4.6/5 rating (14 votes)
I damned my soul long ago. What I do from this point forward is about redemption. If I burn in Hell because of fighting for others, for shouldering their sins, so be it.
