J S Malcom

Realms of Mirrors and Demons J S Malcom

We all wrestle with our demons. Some of us get out there and fight them. The plan was to return from Faerie, let the dust settle, get over it and move on. So far, only the dust has achieved its goal. But my work is done in that realm and time spent missing Esras won't pay my rent. So when a supernatural cleanup job comes my way, it seems like just the distraction I need. Especially if, by distraction, I mean all hell breaking loose. When my veil witch magic fails me, not once but twice, I'm not sure what to think. Especially when I could swear it had help in failing. Then witches start going missing by what could only be veil witch magic. Not good, considering there's only supposed to be two of us. With demon sightings on the rise, not just here but in Faerie, it sure seems like the realms are destabilizing once more. Call me paranoid, but I'd bet someone is messing with the veil. The last shoe drops when a magical crime befalls someone I love. Then I make that call I never imagined making. I'm in way deeper than ever, and maybe the Shadow Order can pull me out. Because this time it's the High Demons I'm up against, and I'm far from convinced they're alone in their quest. Especially since the magic I'm facing now seems suspiciously like that of a High Mage I've faced before.