They haven’t lost yet,
but is this what winning looks like?

“Male magic is easy. It’s in fists and knives and hammers and lawn mowers. Any fool can change the world with their hands.”

The Phuri Dai’s words ring true. She’s not wrong, but the d’Armor sisters are running out of time and options. Fists and knives are all Jo has– lawn mower magic indeed. She’ll leave subtlety and the real hocus-pocus to her sister, Angela.

The mission to rescue Sasha hasn’t burst into a dumpster fire yet, but it’s not for the lack of struck matches.

The pair of werewolves at each other’s throats is just more kerosene splashed on the trash pile. Roxanne and Wydd must find a way to form a pack, or finally settle things by claw and fang.

The Warren needs all their hammers, magic, and claws to cheat the fates they’ve been courting– bloody death at the hands of a Vampire Lord, or the certain doom of a Fay Queen’s curse.

They haven’t lost yet, but is this what winning looks like?