Three Mages and a Margarita (The Guild Codex: Spellbound, #1)

by Annette Marie

They were more territorial than teenagers in a Wi-Fi hotspot.

“Damn it, new girl. You’ve singlehandedly ruined my month.” I grinned. Even better.

“If she wants pineapple, she can have it. You don’t have to eat it.” “Its existence alone is an insult to all pizza.”

I like to think I’m a pretty chill person, but right now? I was fretting worse than a granny with her best china in a room of hyperactive toddlers.