We're the D'Artigo Sisters: Half-human, half-Faerie, we're savvy--and sexy--operatives for the Otherworld Intelligence Agency. But our mixed-blood heritage short-circuits our talents at all the wrong times. My sister Camille is a wicked-good witch whose magic is as unpredictable as the weather.
My sister Menolly is a vampire trying to get the hang of being undead. And me? I'm Delilah. When I'm under stress, I transform into a tabby cat--and a chance meeting with a stray cat leads to a mysterious discovery on our land, one that makes us realize that a looming shadow seems to be forming in our future. . .
There's a grumpy old gray tabby living on our property we name Cromwell. After some hissing, he and I become friends. I care about him and start feeding him, and one night we head out for a mouse hunt. . . but as we run through the woods, something catches my eye.
It's a mysterious stone, and I sense a dark magic coming from it--a dark magic that has coyote shifter written all over it. But when we find out who left it in our woods, we realize that our lives are never going to be the same.
My sister Menolly is a vampire trying to get the hang of being undead. And me? I'm Delilah. When I'm under stress, I transform into a tabby cat--and a chance meeting with a stray cat leads to a mysterious discovery on our land, one that makes us realize that a looming shadow seems to be forming in our future. . .
There's a grumpy old gray tabby living on our property we name Cromwell. After some hissing, he and I become friends. I care about him and start feeding him, and one night we head out for a mouse hunt. . . but as we run through the woods, something catches my eye.
It's a mysterious stone, and I sense a dark magic coming from it--a dark magic that has coyote shifter written all over it. But when we find out who left it in our woods, we realize that our lives are never going to be the same.
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We're the D'Artigo Sisters: Half-human, half-Faerie, we're savvy--and sexy--operatives for the Otherworld Intelligence Agency. But our mixed-blood heritage short-circuits our talents at all the wrong times. My sister Delilah shapeshifts into a tabby cat whenever she's stressed. Menolly's a vampire who's still trying to get the hang of being undead. And me? I'm Camille--a wicked-good witch. Except my magic is as unpredictable as the weather, which my enemies are about to find out the hard way...
At the Wayfarer Inn, a portal to Otherworld and the local hangout for humans and beasties alike, our fellow operative Jocko's been murdered. Every clue points to Shadow Wing, the soul-munching, bad-ass leader of the Subterranean Realms. He's made it clear that he aims to raze humankind to the ground, turning both Earth and Otherworld into his private playground. Our assignment: keep Shadow Wing and his minions from creeping into Earth via the Wayfarer. The demons figure they're in like Flynn. After all, with only my 'bumbling' sisters and me standing in the way, how can they miss? But we've got a secret for them: faulty wiring or not, nobody kicks ass like the D'Artigo girls.
At the Wayfarer Inn, a portal to Otherworld and the local hangout for humans and beasties alike, our fellow operative Jocko's been murdered. Every clue points to Shadow Wing, the soul-munching, bad-ass leader of the Subterranean Realms. He's made it clear that he aims to raze humankind to the ground, turning both Earth and Otherworld into his private playground. Our assignment: keep Shadow Wing and his minions from creeping into Earth via the Wayfarer. The demons figure they're in like Flynn. After all, with only my 'bumbling' sisters and me standing in the way, how can they miss? But we've got a secret for them: faulty wiring or not, nobody kicks ass like the D'Artigo girls.