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Second String Savior
Imagine going to bed with mousy brown locks and waking up with a headful of supernova scarlet. It’s a hot new look for me – literally because it bursts into flames whenever I’m threatened.
My magical makeover is all Gary’s fault. I knew there was something off from the moment he transferred to my school. Go figure. He’s a wizard with a trust fund and an inferiority complex.
Wannabe Wizard
My name is Jessie Flores and I thought I was done being jerked around by witches, dryads, and gods in my quest to become a real-life superhero. Turns out they were just getting started.
My father’s been kidnapped, a handsome vampire with a shady past won’t stop shadowing me, and my best friend’s family is actively trying to kill him.
Halfhearted Hunter
For five years my life has been a living breathing hell – literally. Worst of all, I don’t remember any of it. We're not talking some vague blackout here, no, this is full-on comic book levels of amnesia. But now I'm back, only to find the whole world managed to survive without me. Some hero I turned out to be.
There's no time to wallow, though, not when I'm surrounded by pissed off dryads and vampires who've somehow figured out how to walk in the sunlight. I'll need to get my head back in the game before they do something stupid, like trigger Armageddon – again.
Deviant Dark Dryads
Watching my friends die was hard. Getting blown up right after was even worse. But that’s nothing compared to waking up to the mother I never knew and finding out she’s a monster far worse than anything I’ve faced so far.
Now, not only is she trying to set me up with every eligible demon between here and Hades, but she’s busy plotting the demise of my best friend Gary – setting us up on a collision course for a battle to the death.
All I want is to escape her clutches and get back to my life, but with a supernatural war brewing that might not be possible. To make matters worse, it looks like my dad has turned into a bomb-wielding madman. With everything going to hell, all I can do is keep fighting the good fight … and hope this is one case where the apple falls far from the tree.