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I’m a DIY wizard with magic powers, but that doesn’t stop demons from trying to kill me. Once a successful realtor, I gave up the corporate life to pursue my passion: spending time with my ragtag family and repairing my mansion. I’ve got my work cut out for me. The sweet nymph needs me to winter-proof the garden, the boisterous dullahan needs a new stable, and our goth demon roomie needs a place to work on her projects. And to reward my hard work, the hearth goddess has continued to bless me with strength and magic. I can manipulate plants and reap souls, which is pretty cool.

School was a chore. All I wanted was to become a magus, enter the academy, and train my chosen affinity. But I didn't pass the test. They said I didn't have it in me. Years later, a run-in with a sassy goth mage named Misty revealed I could do magic. Those damn monocle-wearing pseudo-Victorians at the academy locked me out! Screw them.

Siege the castle? In my own way. Save the world? If it’s worth my while. Create a bestiary business with a group of beautiful yet contrasting women? Fully achieved. Now the house is too crowded! One moment I'm taking pictures of a fantastic sky beast, aided by a sassy witch, a pretty blonde, and a cute green goblin. The next we’re in bed for the night - and I can't get a lick of covers! This house is too small. It wasn’t meant for this many people and a bestiary business. Problem is, not a lot of folk want a goblin and a witch in their neighborhood. It’s hard to blame them.

I'm chilling behind the counter while a thicc goth babe saunters amongst the magical merchandise. Possessing a mysterious new power is pretty cool, too, especially when I'm the only person in the world who can wield it.

Legions of regular folk are angry at us for having what they cannot. It's up to me to lead the magi and sort out this mess, but I'm not alone. Sophia's position as headmaster of the academy will come in handy, and Misty...well, she's still a hot goth babe. And then maybe we can get back to the shop. Battlebabe Blair and ginger Frenchie Charlotte still haven't seen it.

Some men get Sundays off to catch up with the DIY. I spend mine fighting the neighborhood monsters. After a peaceful vacation relaxing on the beach with my gorgeous demon babes, I return home to be confronted by some crazy new neighbors—and I don’t mean gossipers or HOA fanatics. My house is full of beautiful demi-humans, so a few more monsters around couldn’t hurt, right? Well, when a mysterious ailment begins sweeping through the neighborhood, I begin to doubt that.

Siege the castle? They open the door for me. Save the world? Let’s not talk about it. Create a bestiary business with a group of beautiful yet contrasting women? How about a second location? A last expedition. There’s just one problem. Coming with me is a wild, crazy jester, and a dark, brooding witch. They’re as different as different could be, but I’ve got to help them get along—and let’s be real, it's mostly Velvet who needs helping.

When we rescued the first fluffy-eared princess, I didn't realize how lucky we’d been. She was a kind soul, and gentle—everything you’d imagine a sweet princess to be. Though atop the second tower, the next stripey-tailed princess bore a rage as wild as the sun. Her body burned hot like a furnace. But it was our job to help her return to normal—well, not our main job. Our journey took us from cold mountains to wild seas on a pirate ship. Our quest? To save the third—and last—princess, so we could halt The Witch King in his tracks.

Superpowers, robots, and a saucy ghost GF—Just another day in the apocalypse. Starting over should be simple—grab some supplies, pitch a tent, and figure out where to get running water. But when you’re an all-powerful biomancer traveling with a thunder goddess who can’t let go of her training, a pink rat-thing that’s too dumb to be evil, and an AI robot lady who's almost definitely evil, things get complicated fast.