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Urban Fantasy
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Monsters. Magic. And a world I never knew existed.
I grew up surviving on the streets, with magic a fairy tale I stopped believing in long ago.
But when an angry motorcycle gang runs me off the road and into a pole, it's not the end I expect—it's the beginning of something unbelievable.
I’m reborn into a hidden supernatural world woven into modern life, where fae courts scheme, ancient magic stirs, and everyone in the realm has their eyes on me. Apparently, my rebirth as a fae phoenix makes me the key to uniting two worlds.
No pressure, right?
As threats loom and the fate of the fae world hangs in the balance, my magic-bound warriors and I must navigate a tangled web of power, danger, and unlikely allies for me to claim my place as a Fae Daughter of Destiny.
Get ready for a Storage Wars adventure like you never imagined!
I work nights at a storage facility. Glamorous, I know. So, when I interrupt a break-in at one of Oshawa’s older units, I do what any responsible security employee would do… I step in.
Things go sideways fast.
Now there’s a silver cuff fused to my wrist, an immortal monster bound to my will, and a blood oath roaring awake in my veins. No good deed goes unpunished, right?
Apparently, my ancestors were Dusk Wardens—hunters sworn to stand between the mortal world and Midnight, the shadow realm where nightmarish things wait for dusk to fall.
The unit didn’t just hold antiques. It held magical relics, trapped spirits, and a wooden blade that thirsts for blood sacrifice.
Things that should have stayed locked up.
Most of the Order is long dead. Which means this mess? It’s mine to clean up.
I’m not just chasing ghosts—I’m hunting the truth that haunts me.
My earliest memory? Being picked up off a sidewalk at sixteen with no clue of who I was, where I came from, or why no one reported me missing.
Then, five years later, a dark-haired stranger shows up at a Halloween party, says my name like he knows me, and poof—I’m yanked through a portal and dropped into a life I never imagined.
Apparently, I’m not just some random lost girl—I’m a witch.
In a small town full of secrets, snarky familiars, and power-hungry covens, my magic is waking. The witches of the Emberwood coven want me gone, but carrying the bloodline of one of the founding families makes me an Emberwood Elite.
I won’t be cast out of my life a second time, and goddess help anyone who tries.
They think not having control of my powers makes me an easy mark. I’m going to find out what happened to my family and show them how wrong they are.
They came for my twin and left me behind because women hold no power in the magi world.
They're about to find out how wrong they are...
Jesse Storme. Bartender. Rock-climber. And the girl left behind.
One minute, Wyatt and I are scaling our favorite rock peak and enjoying a moment of escape from our crappy lives. The next, we're attacked and my brother is gone.
I think it's connected to the creepy recruiter dude from Exemplar Hall.
In truth, it's so much worse.
Sucked into a Hunger Games meets Harry Potter event to rescue him from the all-boys academy, I don't know who I can trust. I'm a girl posing as a guy. I'm not supposed to be here. And I'm definitely not supposed to have the power I do.
Doesn't matter. I would suffer any pain to find and save Wyatt.
Because we're more than twins—We're Gemini Twins.
I came to study the trees—now the trees are studying me.
I’m a wildlife biologist, not a detective.
What was supposed to be a forest field study outside a sleepy little town has turned into a full-blown supernatural mystery. It’s more than disease impacting the old growth forest, but none of the data makes sense.
Animals are acting weird. My samples vanish. My trail cameras fail…
And I’d swear something is watching me.
The townsfolk are nice enough, but tight-lipped. No one will talk about the howling in the woods at night, or the hikers that fled town, or the haunted man with a storm in his eyes who leads what’s left of the town’s protectors.
As the creep factor climbs and bodies surface, I’m tangled in the thorny vines of myth, murder, and moss-covered monsters. I’d like to think I’ve got the scientific savvy to figure this out, but to solve this…I’ll have to survive it first.
It all begins with an eternal bargain.
The night I’m murdered, I’m offered a deal—resign myself to a shallow, unmarked grave, or bind myself to a malevolent ghost for another chance at life.
Sharing headspace with a blood-thirsty monster sucks, but it beats the alternative of grave dirt and decomp. At least, that’s what I think until I’m fighting to rein in my Black Knight’s violent impulses, and the specters, spirits, and all things dark and deadly go berserk.
Something has crawled its way free of the Underworld and is stalking the city’s streets, inciting the ghosts to frenzy, and dragging New Orleans into undeadly danger.
With no idea what I’m dealing with, I exchange the decadent heart of the French Quarter for the depths of the Underworld to protect the worlds of the living and the dead.
Because if I don’t fix this…my second chance at life will be over a lot sooner than I hoped.
1 part Academics + 2 parts Magic + 3 parts Fail = Disaster
They say life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans—they’re
right.
My life changed trajectory the day I attacked the creep who stole my thesis and got kicked out of the prestigious University of Sciences in Boston. That sucked, but then the laws of physics betrayed everything I believed in, and I got jumped by a creature out of literal urban fantasy nightmares.
There’s no way it could be real.
There’s no way to explain how it could be real.
Magic? Are you freaking kidding? I’m a science geek. The world I live in is based in factual evidence and mathematical equations. The Scientific Method exists for a reason.
It’s tangible. Explainable. Quantifiable. Until it’s not.
But when I’m attacked by a Harrower and rescued by a guy who turns monsters into dust, there’s no way I can deny it. I live in a world where magic exists. There are madmen that kick off reality-eating storms right in the middle of Boston, and powerful, magic wielding Magi who fight to stop them.
And apparently, I’m one of them.
Armed with only my passion for math, an irritable crow, and a knack for setting things on fire, I’m thrown into a new life I never new existed. Will I survive becoming a Magi? Will Boston survive me?