Sorry, Ottawa. I didn’t mean to accidentally start a demonic invasion.

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Not entirely my fault. I definitely think the bottle of wine deserves some of the blame, and maybe I shouldn’t have smoked those joints, but still, who could have predicted Grams’ Grimoire of spells would actually work? My drunken butt just wanted to summon my one true love. Instead? I opened a doorway to another dimension, and a bunch of demons came through—along with a pair of uber sexy princes.

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Princes more interested in fighting each other than trying to impress me. Annoying. Even more irritating? They both have a plan to use me—and not for sex.

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Ulseere, with his laser-blue eyes, silky dark hair, and granite expression thinks I’d make great bait.

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Gryvak, of the blond locks and broad shoulders, wants me to open another portal to let in even more demons to take over the world, but at least he’s promising to make me his queen.

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What’s a girl to do?

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One, take charge of my life—and magic. Two, rid Ottawa of the demons causing havoc. Three, tame one of the princes from the alternate realm because, hello, at the ripe age of thirty-six, a woman can’t be too choosy. So what if they’re not entirely human? They make my toes curl, heart race, and have me feeling more alive than I ever imagined.

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However, is lust enough for a happily ever after?

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Grimoire Omens

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