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Urban Fantasy

Our stories promise fast paced adventure with plot twists, humor, and characters that you'll want to be friends with.

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Wraiths of New Orleans

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.

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Boston Magi Chronicles

1 part Academics + 2 parts Magic + 3 parts Fail = Disaster

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They say life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans—they’re

right.

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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?

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