I’ve been sent on a quest to save two worlds. The cost – the destruction of modern technology.

I’m in a race against time to restore magical balance and free passage between Earth and the Fae plane. But with the constant threat of supernatural enemies and my bff's betrayal, it’s hard to trust anyone. I can’t tell who will double-cross me next. The powerful mage with her own agenda. The werewolf who shares my bed. Or the sexy vampire who once tried to kidnap me.

I’m trying to learn everything I can about my magic to keep my friends safe as we search for gate number three. But I feel like an old dog studying a book of new tricks. Maybe they should’ve found someone else to save the world.

I’m trapped between two worlds, two hot guys, a powerful witch, and more supernatural enemies than I can shake a stick at. If I can’t figure it out, both worlds are going down, dragging me with them.

Saving the world without modern technology – and fast food – is the worst.

I thought opening the gates between realms would be more straight-forward. But the supernaturals who want to keep the gateways closed forever just keep attacking. I’m exhausted. Unfortunately, treacherous elves and double-dealing shifters aren’t the only threat looming.

The only thing keeping me from my sexy vampire friend’s bed – besides a dire warning from my best witchy friend – is that he’s definitely hiding something that could spell disaster for my quest and my heart. He warned me he’d pay any price to recover the sword he carried for almost a thousand years. It never occurred to me that my freedom might be part of the deal.

Between the nasty dungeon, the webs of lies, and the zombie army rising in New Orleans, my hands are way too full to deal with betrayal. Opening the sixth gate is an appointment I can’t miss if I don’t want the world – and myself – to burn.

To save the magic of two worlds, I must destroy the technology of one…

It’s been almost a year since a hedge, a vampire, and a douchebag elf woke my Fae magic and heralded the beginning of the end of the world. And what a ride it’s been. Nobody told me I’d spend all my time dodging assassins and traitors.

But It’s not just supernaturals hunting me. Let’s add in angry mobs of hateful humans as well. I only need to open two more gates to restore magical balance between the Fae Plane and Earth. But the damage done to the only home I’ve ever known is tearing Earth apart.

The closer I get to my goal, the further I get from the Eleanor who started this quest. If I can’t hold onto myself, I might not like who walks away at the end. If I even survive at all…

The gates are finally open, but I’m not ready for what waits on the other side…

There’s nothing quite like waking up naked, alone, and on fire. But at least I woke up. It’s not every day a person gets to survive being stabbed by their boyfriend and his magic sword – not a euphemism.

The gates are open. My work is done, right? Enter Florence, stage left, to remind me that her aid came with a price. And the bill has come due. It’s time to walk through a gate and find my friend’s abducted sister. To do it, I’ll need to find my fae birth family. My only hope is that they’re slightly less heinous than the half-elf who betrayed me.

Finding Florence’s sister isn’t as straightforward as I’d hoped. The intrigue in the royal court rivals anything I’ve seen on a soap opera. I hadn’t expected to be welcomed with open arms, but a couple moments of appreciation for the world breaker might’ve been nice. Let me tell you, attempted murder is a craptastic reward.