The Rebel

People say I'm a weirdo. Sure, my idea of a party is a mini box of wine and hanging out with a feral raccoon, but it works for me. When I’m accused of murder, things get crazy. One, I learn that I have magic. Two, there’s a secret magical city hidden right in London itself. And three, my only hope is a vampire who’s sexy as sin and scary as the devil himself. He's called the Devil of Darkvale, and he all but owns Guild City. Some say I should just quit and turn myself in. Not a chance. I’m going to solve this murder myself.

My idea of a party is hanging out with a mini box of wine and a raccoon. So yeah, I need a life. When I’m accused of murder, things get wild. One, I learn that I have magic. Two, there’s a secret magical city hidden right in London itself. And three, the only one who can help me is a vampire who’s sexy as sin and scary as the devil himself. He's called the Devil of Darkvale and he all but owns Guild City. My life is on the line if I don’t solve the murder, which means surviving in this new world of witch parties, magical guilds, and a vampire with a tortured past.

I've made a deal with the Devil. Finally, I’ve found a place where my weirdness fits in - Guild City, a secret magical place deep in the heart of London. And it’s great...for about 2.5 seconds. Right up until the Council of Guilds discovers I’m a magical misfit with too much magic I can’t control. When they throw me in prison, my only hope is The Devil of Darkvale. A prophecy states that the lethally sexy vampire is my Cursed Mate. Whatever that means. He’s so powerful that he can get the Council off my back, but he’ll only do it if I work for him.

The good news: I have a new life in a crazy city full of actual magic. Wild, right? The bad news: I still don’t have a guild, which means I’m halfway to being an outlaw. My days here are numbered. When an enchanted book reveals dark secrets from Guild City’s past, a deadly threat rises. Worse, it has stained my friend Mac with a deadly curse.

Life as I know it is irrevocably changed. I’m now the leader of the Shadow Guild, a ragtag bunch of supernaturals who don’t quite fit in anywhere but together. It should be perfect, but of course the magical world is never so easy. For one, the man that I’m falling for - the Devil of Darkvale - is doomed by a curse that will drag him to hell. There’s only one solution - use magic to break the ancient, fated bond that binds us, and then don’t fall for each other.

For cursed mates, it’s kill or be killed. Unless we find a way out. There’s no other way to say it: I’m up a creek without a paddle. Sure, some things are going great. My supernatural sleuth business is up and running, and I’ve got a group of fab friends. On the other hand, I’m one half of a cursed mate bond, and we’re reaching the end of the line. Grey, who I’ve grown to care too much for, is going to kill me. Or he’s going to die. Then I discover a mystery that pulls me in deep.