β Scribed by Vaughn R. Demont
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Never forget what you are.
Broken Mirrors, Book 3
The King is dead, long live the King. And, uh, could you float him a couple bucks?
Life as the only human sorcerer isn't all it's cracked up to be for James Black, the Lightning Rod. Between gremlins in the closet, paladins crashing through skylights and working spells in a storage locker, hunting a body-hopping spirit is a welcome distraction. If only he didn't have to partner with a Coyote.
After being punted to the curb by his roommate (with benefits), things are looking dire for trickster Spencer Crain, until an old friend offers him a shot at a big score scamming the best of marks: a vampire. Thing is, he'll have to work with his worst enemy to pull it off.
With lives in the balance, James is learning the hard way what being a sorcerer really meansβand that he picked a hell of a time to quit smoking. Spencer is faced with the choice between his future and his friends. Yeah, like he's never seen that movie before...
Warning: This is a work of urban fantasy containing arguments for and against Dungeons & Dragons, a closeted My Little Pony fan, awkward flirting, switching POVs, heist-movie logic, and a Dwarf who can't hold his liquor.
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