She’s supposed to be a witch. It would help if she could cast a spell.
It’s not easy being a teenaged witch. Or maybe it is? Cassie wouldn’t know, since she’s still a familiar: a magical well a demon can tap. She’s trying to learn magic, but the prereqs are a little scary and anyway, who has the time? There’s another familiar to snatch, snotty demons in dinner jackets to sort out, and political schemes that threaten the whole world order to foil. Maybe before she starts slinging spells around, Cassie should learn who and what she really is. However, considering the fact she’s drawn the attention of the biggest, baddest witch around, who she is might not be as big a revelation as who she’s up against. She’d better get a clue fast, because the demons are still after her—and this time, they’ve brought company. Join Cassie in the second book of Demonic Café, an exciting urban fantasy world filled with powerful demons, cheeky vampires, crafty witches, divine beasts, and lighting things on fire just for the hell of it.
After saving the world from magical invasion, Cassie is hoping to have a relaxing summer at the beach, preferably with her now-human boyfriend. However, news of Sam’s un-demonic status has somehow gotten out, putting the whole entourage on the defensive. How can they protect themselves from vengeful demons when their own resident hellspawn has been busted back to slinging espresso shots at the shop? As if that weren’t bad enough, someone with a very dangerous skill set has noticed that a lot of high-powered deals seem to go down in a certain little coffee shop, and he wants answers. Add a member of the entourage getting a very unexpected power boost and a strange monster made out of rocks and gems that keeps trying to kidnap Cassie, and this summer is not going at all like Cassie planned. At least there’s still delicious iced mocha lattes at The Daily Grind….
Badass bounty hunter Penelope Ripperson is tired of people going on and on about werewolves. What’s so great about wolves anyway? They’re just like dogs, only not as cute. In contrast, Pen’s pudgy bird form is both adorable and practical. Forget the lupine drama queens: Werepenguins are the new hotness in paranormal. But now that mysterious police commissioner Clayton Crane has his eye on her, can Penelope keep her secret and protect the city from a new undead menace at the same time? More importantly, will she be able to make enough smart-mouth comments en route to prove how independent she is, even when she should just shut up and do her job? Penguin of Fortune is a spine-tingling, pulse-pounding urban fantasy novella in the hot-female-bounty-hunter-with-magic-and-an-attitude genre, but also completely original because it has penguins in it, SO THERE.