Sara C Roethle

Most people don't relish visits from their former employers, and I'm usually one of them. But when my part-troll ex-boss shows up with enchanted coffee and a lead on my missing mother, I find myself singing a different tune. Of course, there's always a price, especially with people like Dawn.

A life of embracing my magic and discovering the truth of my past. The truth about everything—even a few things that should have stayed buried.

Eva Nix, glorified messenger, at your service. Sure, the ability to cross boundaries into other realms is pretty neat, but when a devil tricks me into a contract, my celestial blood suddenly becomes the greatest prize in a dangerous game.

With her bond broken, her magic builds, threatening to consume her—a price she is willing to pay if it means she can bring Eiric down with her. Only not everything is as it seems. She had thought the Ivangard witches were villains, not victims.

Witch blood. The idea haunts Lyssandra as she leaves her life with the Helius Order behind. She'll move forward if only to thwart her greatest enemy yet. Only the witches aren't what she expects. They're guarded and scared....

When another ancient is murdered, Lyssandra alone cannot resist Asher’s call. Aiding him means going against the Potentate’s direct orders, and she won’t bring Steifan and Tholdri down with her. But the murder isn’t the only problem....

She has hunted him for years. Now if she could only kill him....