Ich dachte, ich wüsste, was Gier anrichten kann. Und dass Macht ihren Preis hat. Die Gier von anderen zwingt meine Familie seit Jahrhunderten, sich zu verstecken.

Als Barkeeperin in einer Gilde bin ich einiges gewohnt – exzentrische Magier, überhebliche Hexen, sogar der ein oder andere Dämon bringt mich nicht aus der Ruhe. Aber sobald es um Familie geht, bin ich raus. Und das gilt auch für fremde Familien.

"Ich habe bei meiner Mathe-Abschlussprüfung geschummelt, fahre regelmäßig bei Gelb über die Ampel und erzähle allen, wie heiß meine besten Freunde sind – aber als Barkeeperin einer Gilde muss ich zum Glück keine Heilige sein.

Vor drei Monaten habe ich einen Job als Barkeeperin angenommen. Aber nicht in einer normalen Bar – in einer magischen Gilde. Ich bin kein mächtiger ...

Als ich mich plötzlich dem gruseligsten Schwarzmagier der Stadt gegenübersehe und ihn praktisch herausfordere, mich zu entführen, frage ich mich schon...

Gefeuert, pleite, mit einem Bein in der Obdachlosigkeit – ich bin offiziell verzweifelt genug, um auf die Stellenanzeige für einen dubios klingenden...

Magie habe ich mein ganzes Leben lang gemieden. Und trotzdem bin ich nun an einen Dämon gebunden – einen mächtigen, eigensinnigen Gefährten, der mich überraschenderweise beschützt … im Tausch gegen Selbstgebackenes.

Nach dem Tod ihrer Eltern zieht Robin Page zu ihrem Onkel Jack – und entdeckt schockiert, dass er ein Dämonenbeschwörer ist. Als sie im verbotenen Keller einen gefangenen Dämon findet, lässt ihre Neugier sie eine folgenschwere Entscheidung treffen.

Agent Kit Morris. Has a nice ring, doesn't it? It's a big step up from "wanted criminal" or "that weird con-artist guy with weirder psychic powers," both of which recently applied to me. But my promotion to MagiPol agent comes with a few drawbacks. First, supremely talented and effortlessly...

As a former con-artist, I love a convoluted, mind-bending scheme as much as the next guy. But as a recently promoted MagiPol agent, I love it significantly less than that guy. Especially when the life of a kidnapped teen hangs in the balance. Between confusing orders and conflicting evidence...

I've said it before, but sometimes I'm a bad person. I cheated on my 12th-grade math final, I've run countless yellow lights, and I gossip about how hot my kickass best friends are. (Good thing my job as a guild bartender doesn't require moral perfection.) But there's bad, and then there's bad...

I promised to avenge my parents. But their killer is still on the loose, and he's stolen more than my parents' lives. Now, as he draws closer to his mysterious goals, he's poised to destroy what little I have left. I promised to translate an ancient grimoire. But it holds the secrets of my...

When I found myself facing down the scariest black-magic felon in the city, practically daring him to abduct me, I had to wonder exactly how I ended up here. It all started when I accidentally landed a job as a bartender - but not at a bar. At a guild, populated by mages, sorcerers, alchemists...

Emi has dedicated her life to preparing for her destiny: to become a living vessel for her goddess’s spirit. With the fulfillment of her divine duty only two months away, she’s never once questioned the strict rules that control every aspect of her daily existence. Until the day she...

Three months ago, I landed a job as a bartender. But not at a bar-at a guild. Yeah, the magic kind. I'm not a badass mage like my three smokin' hot best friends. I'm not a sorcerer or an alchemist, or even a wussy witch. I'm just a human, slinging drinks like a pro and keeping my non-magical...

I'm not your average girl. My best friend is my switchblade. My favorite hobby is using it on the cruel, the abusive, and anyone who gets on my bad side. I'm a convicted murderer with a chip on my shoulder and a dangerous lack of restraint. And then there's Zak. His rap sheet makes mine look...

I thought I was a useless witch whose only weapons were a switchblade and a mean disposition. I thought Zak was a rogue druid with waning power and an alluring aura that's impossible for me to resist. And I thought my fae familiar was a harmless shape-shifter who chose me because I'm "mildly...

As a guild bartender, I can handle pretty much anything - mages, sorcerers, witches, the occasional demon. But show me anything family-related and I'd rather run for the hills. It doesn't even have to be my family. So I have no idea why I thought spending the holidays with Aaron's mom and pop...

Once upon a time, I was your average spunky redhead with the lamest employment history ever, a shaky relationship with my only family member, and no idea what I was doing with my life. Now, I'm a pseudo mythic with the best bartending job in the world, the most amazing (and hot) best friends I...

You know that squirmy sensation in your gut when you have no idea what you're doing and you're about to screw everything up? Yeah, that feeling. I thought I was a good judge of character, but recent events proved me very wrong. Now, in a brilliant demonstration of my newfound caution, I'm...