Darkling Mage Series

The gods are dying. But for one man, death is only the beginning. Murdered as a ritual sacrifice, amateur thief and professional charmer Dustin Graves mysteriously survives, finding himself gifted with strange, dark magic. Then more dead bodies turn up. Some are human, but one is a god of the old world, slain at his own doorstep.

Dustin Graves has three days to live. The darkling mage has found himself in the company of scoundrels. Maybe that’s what Dustin deserves: a werewolf, a vampire, and a talking sword for teammates, and a rogue sorcerer as his mentor and master. But a doomsday cult has surfaced. Twelve mutilated bodies are found drowned in blood and in wine. The massacre stinks of both the divine and the supernatural. Worst of all, an ancient god sends Dust on a lethal mission, one he must complete in three days. The reward? He gets to live. Well...maybe.

Something has stolen the darkling mage's face. Reports of arcane theft and violence are pouring in from all over Valero. They all have one thing in common: a perpetrator who looks exactly like Dustin Graves. But Dust has been hanging in the hideout, barely out of sight of his bloodthirsty companions. An impostor is clearly on the prowl, and soon a vampire clan, the Lorica, and even Dust's own allies are giving him hell for crimes he didn't commit.

Dustin Graves goes on a rare night out with the boys from the Boneyard, but things go horribly wrong. Over a hundred revelers drop dead at a pop diva’s concert, bleeding from their eyes and their ears. Miraculously, Dustin and his undead associates survive. But the troubles have just begun. Soon Dust is dealing with a bloodthirsty imp, a grizzled Scion, and a strange man covered in even stranger tattoos. Then Mammon, the demon prince of greed, comes knocking, eager to collect on Dustin’s end of the bargain….

Mad angels and demon princes were once the worst of Dustin Graves’s problems. Now, rifts are tearing open in the fabric of reality. Eldritch abominations are slipping through, plunging the world into peril. All signs point to the awakening of the cosmic horrors known only as the Eldest, and Dustin desperately needs immense arcane power to stop them. 

Dustin Graves can’t get a break. Murdering an Old One was only the beginning. Enraged, the Eldest have answered with searing rains of ivory fire from the stars, threatening Valero and the world itself. The madness must be stopped. Ancient gods of prophecy, death, and darkness themselves answer the call for battle. But the secret to saving the world lies closer to Dustin's heart than he knows: a ritual sacrifice, meant to end the suffering. After all...what’s one life against the fate of billions?

The destruction of the Dark Room has locked away the Eldest forever… or so it seems. The Boneyard discovers a bloodthirsty cult desperate to bring back the Old Ones, and Dustin Graves rescues the strangest of sacrifices: a Welsh corgi.

Dustin Graves is in danger. The most powerful witch of the century has awakened, roused by the Eldest from her decades of tortured slumber. Odin, the All-Father, has promised his wrath. And the door to the Dark Room is open once more, stirring an inferno of rage in the darkling mage’s heart.

Dustin Graves is grotesquely outnumbered. Agatha Black has completed her Coven of One, splitting her soul across thirteen bodies. One power-hungry witch razing the universe was bad enough. Thirteen of them can only mean total hell.

An alliance of the entities of darkness, night, and the moon, the Midnight Convocation demands Dustin’s loyalty. He can’t be a god of nothing, they say. And that’s just the problem. Dustin wants nothing to do with them. But then the entities show their hand: a bribe, a bargain, a threat. The Midnight Convocation has located something Dustin thought he’d lost forever. No, not something. Someone.