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My name is Lizzie Brown, and demon slayer wasn't my first career choice. It didn't even crack the list. I had a good thing going as a preschool teacher until my long-lost Granny blew into my life riding a Harley and raving about a demon on my toilet.
Why did she have to be right?
He was from the seventh layer of hell, and I killed his ass faster than you can say
...New Orleans is about the only place I can ride down the street with a bunch of biker witches and not get a second look. I like that. And I'm all for letting the good times roll...until a dark voodoo church rises up in the bayou outside the city. Now ritual fires are burning long into the night, and the dead are having a hard time staying that way.
Good thing I can count on my sexy shape-shifter husband, as well as my Grandma's gang of biker
...When a sexy succubus comes up against a fearless demon slayer intent on killing her boss, a truly wild Vegas night turns into a quickie wedding. But in a city where anything goes, a demon slayer wedding a succubus is strictly forbidden. Which doesn't mean either is rushing to jump out of the marriage bed.
What's your favorite way to get revenge? Mine is ordering poofy bridesmaid dresses for biker witches. Yes, my studly Greek griffin has popped the question. And, no, I'm not a small, simple-wedding type of girl. Sorry, not sorry.
Oh, look—a big ass mansion for rent!
Too bad being a demon slayer makes everything more complicated. For starters, the vengeful Earl of Hell is on my tail and trying to crash the party. And now it seems
...Lately, I've been wishing for just one normal date. Dinner and a movie. Please. Instead, I get a towering inferno with a message: my long-lost dad is a fallen angel in danger of becoming a demon. Not good. Especially since I'm a demon slayer.
My grandma thinks I should stay out of it. My sexy-as-sin shape-shifter boyfriend would much rather I devote my attention to more carnal pursuits. (Not that I'm complaining.) And my dog's one demand
...I'm not exactly a diamonds and champagne type of girl. Did the fact that I'm a demon-slaying biker witch give it away?
But when an ancient cult becomes the "in" thing in Beverly Hills, I can't let it slide. Something is off, and as a demon slayer, I've learned to always trust my instincts. They say it's all youth potions, parties, and priceless Egyptian artifacts, but there's a demon involved...and I'm not welcome.
It's not the first
...Demon slaying powers should come with an instruction book.
Seriously. Why does a new hair dryer have a twelve-page how-to manual, but when it comes to ancient demon-fighting magic, my biker witch grandma just gives me half a dozen switch stars and a rah-rah speech? Oh, and a talking terrier, but that's another story. It's not like my job as a preschool teacher prepared me for this kind of thing.
So I've decided to write my own manual,
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