A.R. Moler

After Dale Edinger’s eccentric aunt passed away, she left him with a house full of clutter mixed with magical items and a djinn named Riadh. With his own history and a set of rules that make it impossible for him to be freed, Riadh now belongs to Dale. But when your skills at magic are one step above non-existent, you need a teacher.<br><br>Now Dale’s on the hunt for a teacher so he’ll not only learn how to wield magic, but will also be able to protect Riadh. Unfortunately, his options are limited. Who poses the greater risk -- a dragon with uncertain motives, or a big city mage who'd like to add Riadh to his own collection of possessions?

Djinn Book 2: Where There's Smoke

Out on the sidewalk, Dale stopped and leaned against the wall of the building, arms folded, head down, annoyed and uneasy.


“For what? Not selling you to a total douchebag who called you an ‘it’? Give me credit for having some morals.”


“He is correct in that I am considered a commodity.”


“You are not a commodity. Okay, maybe you’re not human, but you’re not a thing. I promised you before that I wouldn’t sell you, trade you, give you away or otherwise change your…situation without your express consent.” Dale reached out and cupped a hand along the side of Riadh’s neck. “Besides, I care about you.”


Dale pulled Riadh toward him and wound both arms around Riadh’s body. “God…what a waste of a four hour drive. Let’s go back to the car and get out of the city. Forget the hotel idea.”


Chapter 3