The Memphis Knights (The Blade Mage #3)

You’d think I would’ve learned my lesson. When the Cabal shows up at my doorstep, it always leads to trouble.

This time they want me to go to Memphis. Apparently, the Cabal has a partnership with a secret Order called the Memphis Knights. They look like a motorcycle club, but they’re actually Templars, and Memphis is their city.

Their leader has been murdered, and magic was involved.

But they don’t want mages running rampant in their town. And the victim’s son is only willing to trust one member of the Ozark Mountain Cabal. The one who was chosen by a magical sword.

And that, of course, would be me.

My job is to go in, make a good a show for the Cabal, and avoid getting into trouble while this whole thing blows over.

Surely I can manage that, right?

No, of course not.

The deeds are too dark to ignore. The loss too familiar. The enemies too vile.

I’m the Blade Mage, and I don’t care whether I’m up against an army of demons and dark wizards, or if most the Knights want me out of their town, I’m going to help them get vengeance, even if it costs me everything.