Books 1-4 of the Dark Magic Enforcer Urban Fantasy Series in a Stunning Digital Boxset
Full of magic, wizards, gangsters, vampires, imps, and a few snappy dressing. All set in Wales. Yes, it is British Urban Fantasy! What’s to not like?
Black Spark
I watched in horror as darkish magic sprang from my hand sooner than an imp after your socks. I didn’t know my title, not to mention that I had such energy. The man was useless. I panicked. I ran.
How was I to know I used to be a darkish magic enforcer, tasked with retaining magic hidden from the world? Yeah, complete noob transfer, I do know.
But my reminiscence is returning, and the Hidden have given me twenty-four hours to make amends. Cover it up. Finish the job I used to be given, or else. Failure isn’t an possibility. Well, it’s, however I like me, and I like being alive.
The clock is ticking as I battle to make issues proper and actual revenge on those who took a lot from me. Easier stated than executed as I take care of indignant mages, bitey zombies, oversexed imps, creepy necromancers, and grumpy trolls—and people are simply my buddies!—all whereas making an attempt to cease myself falling in love with my greatest good friend, Kate, who simply so occurs to be a scorching vampire.
I’m Faz Pound, a.okay.a. Black Spark, Dark Magic Enforcer, and time is working out.
At least I’ve my seems to be. For now.
Evil Spark
I’d had lower than every week to get better from an incident that left me half-dead. My physique was battered and bruised in methods I am unable to even start to explain.
Dark magic use had consumed me, spat me out a husk of a person. I used to be little greater than flesh and bone, weary to my very soul.
So, after all, there was a knock on the door.
My smile light, joyful face turning to tears, as Kate—a stunning vampire and the lady I lust over at each out there alternative—advised me the information. Dark magic got here to me as my eyes snapped to black and my tattoos felt match to burst with the vitality they channeled.
I’ll tear aside hell itself to get at anybody or something that dares harm the individuals I care about.
Things are about to get nasty.
New Spark
Take one wizard—that is me—add a scorching feminine vampire, give them a pleasant place within the nation and what do you get? Paradise. Heaven on earth.
So, after all, somebody determined to go spoil it. No, it wasn’t me, not this time.
The Hidden world is in chaos, and apparently I’m the one which’s imagined to take care of it!
Smart trolls, even smarter vampires—and never the good ones like Kate—witches on the rampage, inebriated gremlins, and imps intent on inflicting nuclear Armageddon, they’ve all mixed to wreck my good life. I’m not even going to say the rooster.
Well, I’m Faz Pound… Okay, you recognize the remaining by now! If they need bother I’ll give it to them.
Guilty Spark
I’d been gone for a yr, incarcerated in a Hidden jail. The verdict was responsible, punishment loss of life.
Invoking the Law, I’ve acquired my freedom till my sentence is carried out. Three days then I’m historical past. Gone, not even a reminiscence. Wiped from the collective consciousness.
Magic drives me on as I attempt to proper so many wrongs dedicated within the title of justice.
The vamps are mad, everybody’s performing bizarre, I’ve acquired to clear my title, and no one appears to consider I do not know what to do. Panic makes me act irrationally because the hours slip away and I grow to be more and more frantic.
If it wasn’t for Kate, and the necessity to assist my nearest and dearest, I’d have let the Council put me out of my distress. But I’m alive, and I uncover data that ensures I’ll do no matter it takes to stay that means. I simply should keep away from getting crushed, bitten, overwhelmed, eaten, or zapped with the darkish arts.
I ought to have stayed in jail…
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