Detective Thaddeus Ezax is in over his head. He’s the only wizard in Rockshade’s Paranormal Investigations Department, and it was his name that got him the job. The Ezaxs are known as some of the most powerful wizards in the world, but Thaddeus isn’t your average Ezaxs. Is it any wonder his family shuns him? When a kidnapping case is dropped into his lap, Thaddeus must act fast. While most five-year-olds can cast a location spell, Thaddeus can't and is forced to get creative. When he finds himself in possession of a black market werewolf skull with a ghost trapped inside, accidentally releases the spirit, and somehow forms a connection with it, things get even crazier. Sandulf Hunter doesn’t remember dying, but he remembers the last thing he saw before everything went black -- a wizard. All wizards must die! The only problem is, the wizard standing next to him smells too damned good, so good Sandy thinks he might have to keep him. And since wherever Thaddeus goes, Sandulf finds himself yanked along, he might not have a choice in the matter anyway.

Soul Eater

“We’re to wait for two days? It’s only two days if we count today as one day. It’s the thirtieth, so they’re planning to kill us tomorrow night, right? We have to, not only be away from here, but find all the women before he kills them—tomorrow night!”


Thaddeus blew out a breath. “Kiss.”


Sandy stilled. “It’s not the most romantic setting.” He dropped to his knees, slid his hand up Thaddeus’ left shoulder, up his neck, until he could caress his jaw with his thumb. “Mine.”


He kissed Thaddeus with everything he had, all his love and worry bleeding into his caresses and strokes. When Thaddeus moaned, he broke the kiss and rested his forehead against his. “I will not lose you. Somehow, we’re stopping them.”


Thaddeus nodded and Sandy jumped back. “You moved!” Thinking back, he realized Thaddeus had been moving during the kiss too, his mouth hadn’t been motionless. “You are getting better.”


Chapter 37