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She was forged for the apocalypse—then reincarnated as a housecat.
Once, Velzara was a princess of fire and fury, destined to burn worlds and break gods. Now she's trapped in the fluffy, humiliating body of a black cat—stripped of her powers, saddled with whiskers, and adopted by a witch-in-training who thinks "Nox" is just a lost stray with attitude problems.
Elira's only magic is making tea and dodging her family's haunted house, but she's inherited more than a creaky door and a kettle. When ancient curses flare, mirrors whisper, and the walls themselves start rearranging, Velzara realizes she's not the only one with secrets. And definitely not the most dangerous thing in the house.
But as eldritch sigils misfire and monsters stir beneath the floorboards, Velzara faces an impossible choice: reclaim her monstrous birthright or protect the mortal girl who's starting to feel like home.
Perfect for fans of cozy fantasy with bite, snarky animal familiars, and found family with fangs.
The curse was never meant to save her. Only to make sure she survived.
They broke his mind. Now he solves crimes one catnap at a time.
Luis Cannon was a hardboiled detective—trench coat, gravel voice, bad attitude. A man with a badge and a bone-deep vendetta against injustice. Then he touched the Cognichonk, a cursed artifact from beyond time, and everything came undone.
Now his consciousness is scattered across a psychic network of orange cats in this darkly funny urban fantasy noir. When they sync, they become him: a mystery-solving sleuth with noir narration and a vendetta against household appliances. When the signal fades, they go back to licking power cords and screaming at ceiling fans.
Luis wakes up in bodies he didn't choose, solving supernatural crimes one whisker at a time.
But something's wrong in the network. Cats are going lucid—too lucid. Occult sigils are spreading across suburbs like magical malware. And Luis's old partner, presumed dead, might be back. With claws.
The Cognichonk isn't sleeping anymore. It's choosing sides.
If Luis doesn't crack the case fast, he won't just lose control of the cats—he'll lose what's left of himself.
A surreal noir-fantasy mystery full of prophetic kittens, paranormal conspiracies, cursed artifacts, ritual magic, and feline-fueled chaos. Perfect for readers who like their detective fiction with a supernatural twist, dark humor, and a generous helping of cats with attitude.
Some disasters start with good intentions. Others start with cats who think graduation ceremonies need more excitement.
Mischief is a perfectly reasonable cat familiar with simple priorities: sardines, proper napping spots, and maintaining his witch's magical education through selective chaos. When he helpfully destabilizes a portal to improve a boring graduation ritual, he gets transformed into a human body and stranded in a dimension where monks keep trying to pet him.
Indignity upon indignity.
But the interdimensional mishap is no accident. A cosmic entity called the Collector has been systematically harvesting independent familiars to power reality's portal networks—thousands of beings stolen and reduced to magical batteries.
Now Mischief faces a choice: find a way home to safety and sardines, or accept responsibility for beings who've been waiting decades for someone to care enough to fight back.
The problem is he's stuck in a body with the wrong number of legs, his chaos magic works differently in human form, and he's starting to suspect that maybe, possibly, the universe made a terrible mistake giving him any responsibility whatsoever.
Sometimes the only solution is to teach rigid systems proper behavior through applied chaos.