Annette Marie

"Piper Griffiths wants one thing in life: To become a Consul, a keeper of the peace between humans and daemons. There are precisely three obstacles in her way. The first is Lyre. Incubus, hotter than hell and with a wicked streak to match. His greatest mission in life is to get Piper into bed and otherwise annoy the crap out of her. The second is Ash. Draconian, powerful, dangerous. He knows too much and reveals nothing. Also, disturbingly attractive...

"Rule one: Don't look at the demon. When I arrived at my uncle's house, I expected my relatives to be like me--outcast sorcerers who don't practice magic. I was right about the sorcery, but wrong about everything else. Rule two: Don't listen to the demon. My uncle chose a far deadlier power. He calls creatures of darkness into our world, binds them into service contracts, and sells them to the highest bidder. And I'm supposed to act like I don't know...

"When I landed a job at the local guild, I didn't know a thing about magical classes. Now I'm practically an expert, but there's one nobody ever talks about: Demonica. Turns out they have a good reason for that. Some people will risk life and soul to control the biggest bullies on the mythic playground--and now a demon has been loosed in the city. My three best friends are determined to slay it, but even badass combat mages are critically out-magicked....

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 nose out of mythic business. Seriously, I know my limits. So why am I currently standing in a black-magic ritual circle across from a fae lord? Somewhere...

Demons are evil. That's what Robin's textbooks say, but when it comes to Zylas, nothing is simple. He's cold, ruthless, and temperamental. . . but is he heartless? Robin needs to figure it out, or they'll destroy each other before the real monsters get a chance.

"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 putting all my faith in a demon--a demon who's tried to kill me before. The squirmy feeling is making sense, right? Unfortunately, I don't have any other options....