It had been thirteen years, but my heart skipped a beat. My brain was bursting with things I wanted to say-many of them contradictory-things I had thought I might say if I ever saw him again. So, I said nothing.
He pulled a leather bag out of an inside pocket of his cloak, opened the drawstrings, and turned it upside down over a display tray on the counter. A flood of rubies-smooth but uncut-poured out. 'I need you. There's probably a whole mountain full of them. But I can't find the vein myself. Come with me, and we'll split the take.'
What I had-what he wanted-was a talent for earth magic. I sifted them through my fingers. The quality was extraordinary, the feel of them electric as they touched my magic.
Contains mature themes.
I was blissfully ignorant of a book, usually translated into Human languages as The Gospels of Satan, until it was stolen from the Great Library.
My twin sister, a Senior Scholar, showed up at my door and asked me to help her retrieve the cursed book. It's magical, priceless, and in the wrong hands might be dangerous.
It could be anywhere in thousands of Worlds, but the logical place for the thieves to sell it is the Great Marketplace at the Crossroads of the Worlds. Not out in the open, but in the shadows known as the Night Market, where the buyers and sellers don't mind disposing of a body or two.
Contains mature themes.
Sometimes family is there to love you, and sometimes family is there to kill you . . .
When a man came into my shop in the Great Marketplace at the Crossroads of the Worlds and tried to kill me, it completely ruined my day. Not only did I have to clean up the blood, but disposing of his body made me late to meet my friends for drinks.
A nagging little detail kept bugging me, though. As he died, he said he was hired by my mother's family-people I hadn't seen for more than a decade. Then I discovered that assassins had made attempts on my brother and sister as well. As much as I didn't want to, I decided I should find out who wanted us dead, and put a stop to it.
Talk about stepping out of the pan into the fire . . .
Contains mature themes.
My name is Danica James. I'm a cop with the Arcane Division.
A new demon lord has crossed the Rift, and says his queen wants her statue back, the one I took from the previous demon lord. Then he proposes a trade. You can't trust demons. They lie, they cheat, they steal. They prey on humans. But unless I'm willing to walk away, it's the only game in town.
The exciting conclusion to The Rift Chronicles trilogy.
Contains mature themes.
Libby's chameleon mutation has led to a lucrative career as a thief and assassin. She normally doesn't worry about the comfort of corporate executives, but when she stumbles onto the grisly murder of a rich man's mistress, it gets her attention. The murder leads Libby to believe her best friend's life is in danger, and she vows to protect her.
The killings continue, some in broad daylight, but no one ever sees the killer. For a chameleon assassin, the scenario feels uncomfortably familiar.
My name is Danica James. I'm a cop with the Arcane Division.
My job is to protect humanity from monsters-whether they be human or creatures from the Rift. It beats sitting in a factory cubical all day, which is where magiteks usually work.
Most of humanity hates the magic users who rule the world, but the Magi stand between humans and the creatures who came across the Rift. For a hundred years, the Magi have kept the demons, vampires, and other monsters in check. But now one Magi Family has allied itself with the demons in a bid for world domination. It was ugly before, but now it's getting worse.
Contains mature themes.
My name is Danica James. I'm a cop with the Arcane Division.
Most mages have the ability to manipulate the elements-fire, water, air, earth, electricity. My magic only works on machines and electrical devices. They call me a magitek. That doesn't help much with demons and vampires, let alone criminals with lethal magikal powers.
Contains mature themes.
Sixty million in diamonds and a dead billionaire. Sometimes even a successful heist has its problems. Bags of diamonds and breathtaking jewelry are the only clues to a chain of puzzling murders.
When Libby’s questions draw the attention of Montreal’s organized crime bosses, she finds herself a target. Someone is trying to tie up loose ends, and even Libby’s chameleon abilities may not hide her from a killer desperate to cover his tracks.
A fast-paced thriller in the award-winning Chameleon Assassin series.
Even a chameleon can be a target.
Libby makes her money as a thief and an assassin, but a girl has to have a cover. To her surprise, her business installing security systems in 23rd century Toronto is taking off, as is her romance with Wil—North America’s top cop.
Then an insurance company hires her to recover a fortune in stolen art and jewelry. Bring them the stolen goods and they'll pay an outrageous fee, no questions asked.
The Vancouver art scene is hot, in more ways than one. Billionaires compete for bragging rights, and they aren't picky who they deal with.
With big money and reputations on the line, Libby is on a collision course with the super-rich. When too many questions make the art thieves uncomfortable, one of the world’s top assassins is hired to eliminate those who know too much—including Libby.
If the Knights Magica want a war, I'm willing to give them one.
I damned my soul long ago. What I do from this point forward is about redemption. If I burn in Hell because of fighting for others, for shouldering their sins, so be it.
The Knights are powerful, and they have taken control of the Universal Church. All across the world, the Knights find themselves in conflict with other paranormals and supernaturals. Human governments scramble to cope with the new reality of magic. Cities become battlegrounds.
And in Westport, Rosie O'Grady's Bar and Grill becomes a center for organizing the Resistance.
Then the Fae decide it's time to act.
Contains mature themes.
The dark sequel to the best-selling Chameleon Assassin.
As an assassin and thief, Libby is on a first-name basis with larceny, mayhem, and death, but she's not used to being on the receiving end.
Libby has a chance to build a legitimate reputation when she's hired by one of the world's most prestigious museums to bolster their security. The gig is in Chicago where her heartthrob lives, so she hopes for a little romance.
Chicago is far darker and more dangerous than her native Toronto. Amidst terrorist bombings, stolen treasure, and murder, a mutant prophet calls for revolution. Away from her family and friends, Libby has nowhere to turn as enemies assault her from all sides.
Their mistake. Libby is a dangerous enemy.
Libby is a mutant, one of the top burglars and assassins in the world. For a price, she caters to executives’ secret desires. Eliminate your corporate rival? Deliver a priceless art masterpiece or necklace? Hack into another corporation’s network? Libby’s your girl.
Climate change met nuclear war, and humanity lost. The corporations stepped in, stripping governments of power. Civilization didn’t end, but it became less civilized. There are few rules as corporations jockey for position and control of assets and markets. In the year 2200, the world has barely recovered the level of technology that existed before the ice melted and the subsequent wars. Corporate elites live in their walled estates and skyscraper apartments while the majority of humanity supplies their luxuries. On the bottom level, the mutants, the poor, and the criminals scramble every day just to survive.
