The Steel City Genie Series

Doesn’t that just figure?

My half-brother Gideon and I just wanted a lazy evening fishing along the Allegheny river. Considering we work crappy jobs in the Fae slums of Pittsburgh, we needed the break.

Then the bridge trolls show up. They grab Gideon as the main course, and me as an appetizer.

Normally, the Fae cops charge in to save the day. But when you’re a half-genie with scattered magic and criminal status just for existing, no Fae show up to help you. Even if Gideon is the world’s cutest otter shifter.

So it’s up to me, Allis Evanenko, to get us out of this mess—and rescue the humans captured by the trolls.

Well, this should be fun. At least Gideon has a cello.

In my defense, the damn grizzly was threatening civilians and might have been a vampire as well. Pittsburgh is safer without him. Only the Fae court doesn’t believe my story, and the shifters are out for blood.

Now I’ve lost my job as a romantic investigator, and I’m on death row. My only hope is an oddly outgoing vegetarian vampire lawyer who seems strangely familiar. Too familiar. Almost like we’ve met before, and this whole thing was a set-up to take us both down.

Wishing won’t get us out of this mess.

But my forbidden wish magic just might.

I’m already in enough trouble. My magic's going crazy right when I’m opening a storefront for romantic crimes consulting. The last thing I need is Kiran Singh trying to win me back with some crappy excuse of helping him track down illegal, dangerous love potions.

Then one of his exes tries to kill me—and ends up dead herself, with all evidence pointing to Kiran. My vegetarian vampire mate, Cendric, is convinced Kiran's at fault. But homicide isn’t Kiran’s style, even if he’s starting to show serious psycho-jealousy of his own.

Someone else is pulling the strings, and they don’t care how many people die from fake love.

If we can’t track down the real mastermind, my ex is going to disappear.

And not in the way I’d wish.