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.
Now I work in a fae bar, trying to stay out of trouble. 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.