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The Baron Sherazad sent me as far away from Eslant as possible. Now, I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere, in a nest full of enemies, with only a demented mimic and a renegade elf to watch my back.

It hasn't even been a year since I took down LuxCorp and helped pioneer a bold new model for Elseworlder integration. How did I do it? Why, with an old country Bed & Breakfast Inn and a bevy of beautiful women by my side. But things aren't all roses and daffodils just yet. In fact, Earth has just blipped onto the radar of the ancient sphinxes—powerful beings who will judge if our world is fit to keep our Elseworlders portals. The Arbiter has deemed a series of trials we need to pass in order to prove our worth.

What’s a broke tea witch to do when she’s about to lose her beloved café? No idea, but chugging magic mojitos and drunk-summoning the Devil was definitely the wrong call. Now, I’m stuck with the house guest from Hell—literally—and we couldn’t be more opposite: a homebody who brews healing teas and reads romance novels to her cats versus a sexy-as-sin playboy with a pitchfork tattoo on his butt and a fondness for public day-drinking. In the nude. Ergo, the pitchfork discovery.