A feather for my nest….
My financial situation is beyond desperate and that stripper pole is looking better and better, but I refuse to put on the baby oil just yet. There’s got to be some other way to break this job-jinx.
Luck is not on my side – until I spot the Crow’s feather. The wind – like my life – is against me and decides to try and keep me from my prize. I follow it. I really want that feather, and end up at this gloomy, creepy building that I don’t recall ever seeing before.
And as fate would have it…. There’s a now hiring sign on the front gate.
This book is a slow-burn urban fantasy with a dash of unconventional romance.