Urban Fantasy

My father left me a bar... and a dream. I made a wish with a demon to make that dream a reality.

Now I run that bar with that demon, who quickly became my best friend.

Stick around for this cozy urban fantasy. What can I get you?

Popularity is something I knew we'd need to contend with, but seriously? What am I supposed to do when reviews are from another realm? And from a goddess?

Also, cool. Dragons are pretty chill, overall, but our walk-in is not nearly large enough to handle a party of six.

Kez...we're going to need a bigger kitchen.

"Hubris in your wishes" is apparently the least of my worries. Somehow, my wish is coming back to bite me in a big way.

When all the big names come demanding answers, it's time to take a long, hard look at how we got here. And a scary look at where we go from here.

Is this the end? Really?