Tag: Dial D for Demon
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CHAPTER 01: BEIGE DATING, NICE, RIGHT?
Jo had fought cursed foam, navigated vampire boardrooms, and once banished a demonic espresso stain with nothing but a mop and a glare, but…
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CHAPTER 02: A BREW HOPE
Jo had been ghosted by demons, flirted with by foam, and rescued from a romantic disaster by a vampire who owned one cape and…
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CHAPTER 03: CONFETTI, CLOSURE, AND THE QUEEN’S APPROVAL
While Jo had officially blocked the beige flag, in most towns, this would be followed by peace, quiet, and maybe a celebratory mimosa. In…
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CHAPTER 04: LATTE LOVE LANGUAGE LESSONS
Sev prided himself on being fluent in seventeen dead languages, three demonic dialects, and a particularly obscure form of goat bleating used by monks…
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CHAPTER 05: ESPRESSO, IF YOU WILL
Baristopheles had been acting… strange. Stranger than usual for a Victorian espresso demon who once tried to woo a croissant. For days, he’d been…
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CHAPTER 06: TO ESPRESSO AND NOT TO TEXT
Harmony Café was loud even by Cedar Grove standards. Not cursed-loud, not demon-boardroom-loud, just the buzz of voices layered with laughter, clinking mugs, and…
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CHAPTER 01: THE PENTAGRAM IS EXPERIENCING TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES
Jo didn’t mean to summon anyone. She was trying to unclog the café sink. She reached for the ancient plunger Clorvex swore was infused…