Donna Augustine

Sometimes I wonder what life was like before magic burst into existence, before the Magical War of 810 destroyed our world. What it was like before there were Wyrd Blood, or we were forced to hide. And that's what I've been doing for years, hiding me and my crew. But that's about to end....

Since most of the world died on Death Day, I've been on the move with my little brother, trying to find a safe haven.

The darkness within me grows stronger every day, threatening to consume the person I once was. I crave the company of Kicks and the others I love—and yet fear to let them close to the monster I am becoming.

No warning. No explanation. Few survivors. Now we're all trying to get by as society collapses around us. Survival is a battle and it's getting worse every day.

I worked hard, everything I planned almost within my grasp, and then one flicker in time, mere seconds, and it’s all gone. Now I’m starting at zero, stuck in a place called the outpost, which is neither here nor there but some limbo land for those who haven’t transitioned....

I went from being an outcast in Salem, to living in Xest, a world existing solely on magic. I have a good job brokering hopes and wishes, a hot boss, and a cool place to live. My life is a witch’s dream. Except there are a couple of teensy little problems....

A darkness has settled over Xest, as roaming hordes of grouslies prey on the vulnerable. Witches and warlocks fear walking the streets, as lines are being drawn and sides are taken....

Getting back to Xest was the easy part. It’s staying here that seems to be the problem. I have three hags, also known as Xest Immigration, hot on my tail trying to deport me back to Salem. Everyone keeps calling me the Nowhere witch, and I’ve got a bad feeling it’s not a compliment....

When they kidnapped me to Xest, they thought I was a nobody, another lowly whimsy witch to work in their wish factory. They couldn’t have been more wrong. Everybody has bad days, stories of horror and woe....

Ollie Wit is the strongest Shadow Walker born in decades, but it’s a gift with a steep price. Walking in the Shadowlands can bring untold powers and spells, and even greater risks....

Some think seeing into the future, even if it’s death, is a gift. For me it has always been a curse...After being sold to the highest bidder, a more ruthless monster than the one who controls me is looming....

For the first time, get all four books in the Alchemy series in one audiobook bundle....

Living in the Wilds isn't any picnic, but I thought I had a handle on things; avoid the beasts and I won't get eaten, and stab every Dark Walker I see....

For as long as I've lived, Dark Walkers have been hunting Plaguers, seeking them for their magic. But there's one Plaguer they want most of all. Me....

My name is Dahlia, but I'm called a Plaguer, a person who survived the Bloody Death. When the virus first hit the world, it ravaged the human race....

Karma. It's what they call me and the essence of who I am. I was recruited by the agency that keeps the universe running smoothly. Something evil has been stalking me for centuries....

People say karma's a... well, you know. Personally, I don't think I'm that bad....

Every day is a struggle, and people are getting desperate. Creatures that never should have existed are picking away at the dwindling numbers of the human race....

Up until now, I've done everything wrong. Deserted, and feeling more alone than ever, I need to lead my people in this new barbaric world....

It's very hard to work with someone who tried to murder me. But when the mysterious senator reappears on the scene, I'm desperate enough to take whatever help I can get, even if it is from Cormac....