Summoner's Mark

My name is Rebecca, but everyone calls me Becs. Years ago, a mark appeared on my inner wrist-The Kiss, they call it-and it makes me a summoner. I can summon, well, things... entities of power, including demons. Which, I did, until recently. I quit, because I summoned a demon on behalf of a client and things went south. I fixed it, but now I owe that demon a favor and I don't know when he's going to call it in, or, what he's going to ask. One thing's for sure, it won't be kosher. Now I work in a fae bar, trying to stay out of trouble, waiting for the hammer to drop. But trouble tends to follow me. And my upstairs neighbor, Ash, seems to be right in the thick of it. He's gorgeous, with sexy curls, kissable lips, and a body to match. I can't believe someone like him even glanced my way. Things get complicated when a local mob boss wants my help, a warlock decides I'm next on the menu, and my six-foot-tall fairy friend can't find his way home. What's a Jewish, bird-watching summoner with family and friends to protect, to do?

My name is Rebecca Naomi Greenblatt, but my friends call me Becs. A birthmark on the inside of my wrist-the Kiss-marks me as a summoner, a person who can call forth entities of power, and negotiate with them on behalf of clients who need answers-or favors-from beings above their karmic pay grade. But the only mark I'm worried about right now is the great big target on my back. I got in deep with a demon and some fae folk, and now both Faerie and Hell are interested in me-a dangerous position for a mortal woman to be in. Meanwhile, the one person whose attention I do want, skipped town after a single night of passion. Asher might be sexy as sin, but he has his secrets. Just like me. So now I'm stumbling along, doing my best to stay alive. Faerie and Hell have power and influence to spare. And what are my assets? A bartending job, a six-foot tall pink fairy friend, chardonnay-swilling dwarves... and oh, yeah, a meddling mobster who thinks he can control me. As I dig into what's going on, I find secrets on top of secrets. What does Faerie want with me? What does Hell want with Faerie? And what will they do to me when I finally find out the answers? Because trust me, I will.

My mother named me Rebecca Naomi Greenblatt. Folks who know me call me Becs. And those who know what I'm capable of call me Summoner. The Kiss on my wrist-a mark I've had since birth-signals my rare ability to call on immortals and negotiate with them on behalf of my clients for information, favors, or other services. These powers got me entangled with the demon Valefar and his sidekick, a warlock... not to mention a bevy of fae, a medium who communed with the dead, and a conceited library cat. It's complicated, dangerous, and exhausting. Recently, I found out that my father, a summoner himself and the person who taught me what little I know about my summoning powers, was trapped in Faerie by Titania. I rescued my dad, at great cost, only for Valefar to steal him away to literal Hell - yes, with a capital H. Now, I need to gather the correct magical doodads, wrangle the town's biggest mobster who has his own axe to grind in the underworld, and track down my guardian angel lover who's been MIA since I got back from Faerie. Then I'm breaking into Hell to get my father back. And God Himself help anyone who stands in my way.

"Great urban fantasy, wonderful writing, intriguing characters (love Pinky!), and an enthralling plot." - PenKay, VINE VOICE on Hell Bound Though I've been waiting for Lucifer to make his move, I never expected it to come on Halloween, a year after Gregory and I made our escape from Hell. But I'm not ready for it. I'm still grieving the loss of my father and my angel boyfriend. And the last thing I need or want is another confrontation with the Prince of Lies. Especially when he's bent on vengeance. Still, a confrontation is what I'm going to get. Because I've just learned that Lucifer is riding to Earth with Samhain, the Lord of All Hallows' Eve, to tempt Gregory with promises of power and put Gregory's immortal soul in jeopardy. He wants revenge on Gregory-the mortal who escaped his grasp. And on me-the summoner who killed Duke Valefar, a powerful demon who'd served Lucifer since the Fall. So now, we're both in his crosshairs. And it's going to take all of our willpower-not to mention some help from Lord Samhain himself-to slip Lucifer's noose. "Fabulous! The chaos continues. The action is just as energetic with well-crafted characters, flaws, and all keeping the excitement riotously flowing along at a good pace with its great writing. This has been a wonderful Urban Fantasy and the surprising epilogue teases maybe Becs's story isn't quite finished yet." - C. Sinclair, Amazon Reviewer on Hell Bound "The story is so much fun you'll be up late because you won't want to put it down. I can't recommend it highly enough." - Patrick, NetGalley reviewer on Demon Kissed Author Bio: Samhain's Bargain is the fourth installment in J. D. Blackrose's The Summoner's Mark Series after Demon Kissed, Fae Crossed, and Hell Bound. Previously, she's published The Soul Wars, The Devil's Been Busy, and the Zombie Cosmetologist novellas through Falstaff Books. She's also published multiple short stories, including "Welcome, Death," in the award-winning Jewish Book of Horror. Connect with her on Facebook, Twitter, and her website.

Hi, I'm Becs. And I'm a Summoner. The Kiss on my wrist--a mark I've had since birth--signals my rare ability to call on immortals and negotiate with them on behalf of my clients for information, favors, or other services. In the past few years, these powers got me entangled with the demon Valefar, a bevy of fae and even Lucifer himself! It's complicated, dangerous, and exhausting…especially when dealing with a guy like my pseudo-friend, businessman/mobster Gregory Adamos. When Gregory told me he was having a package delivered to my door, I was suspicious. After all, I know he's desperate to get his very human hands on any sort of magic. So, I opened the package…and found a crystal that had no business being in the United States, much less Smokey Point, Ohio. Worse--this crystal contained a djinn. And when Gregory released it, all hell broke loose. Gregory thinks he can control this ancient creature, but I know better. The djinn has to be put back in his prison and locked away forever. But Gregory wants to use the genie's power for himself. Before long, the entire magical community of Smokey Point is in chaos. And if that isn't enough to keep me busy, Asher has returned. Only he's human this time, not an angel. I don't know which will be harder to do--imprison a genie or trust the love of a man I thought long dead. I wish I knew. PRAISE FOR THE AUTHOR: "I highly recommend this series. It's a thrill ride from beginning to end." --Wonderfullyweird88, Goodreads on Fae Crossed "Fabulous! The chaos continues. The action is just as energetic with well-crafted characters, flaws, and all keeping the excitement riotously flowing along at a good pace with its great writing. This has been a wonderful Urban Fantasy and the surprising epilogue teases maybe Becs's story isn't quite finished yet."--C. Sinclair, Amazon Reviewer on Hell Bound "Great urban fantasy, wonderful writing, intriguing characters (love Pinky!), and an enthralling plot. Highly recommend."Penny, Goodreads Reviewer ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Wish Magic is the fifth installment in The Summoner's Mark Series. Previously, she's published The Soul Wars, The Devil's Been Busy, and the Zombie Cosmetologist novellas through Falstaff Books. She's also published multiple short stories, including "Welcome, Death," in the award-winning Jewish Book of Horror. Follow her on Facebook and Twitter or visit her website: slipperywords.com

I'm Becs, and I'm a Summoner. I can call Powers-fae, demons and the like, to the mortal plane. Does this always go the way I want? No. No, it does not. It's caused a lot of complications. Just ask anyone who knows me. Fortunately, I've got a host of friends, a gorgeous boyfriend, a magic shop, and an over-eager magic wand with an itch for dark witches. What I don't have is my dearest friend, Pinky, because the six-foot-tall fairy returned to the Fae Lands after he sacrificed his magic to help capture a dangerous djinn. I'm battered and bruised but I made a solemn vow, a literal pinky promise, to find a way to restore my friend's magic, and I am determined to do it, even if it means facing the terrifying Queen of All Faerie, Queen Titania herself. But that's not my only problem. The djinn magic infected the tether between Earth and Faerie. If the bindings not restored, it could mean the end of both worlds. No pressure. Every time I think I've got things sorted out, something else happens, and the laws of unintended consequences follow me like a dog looking for a bone. Speaking of which, King Oberon just dropped off a huge Irish Wolfhound puppy, and I haven't the faintest idea what to feed her. It's going to take more than a little magic to pull this off.