One Sorcerer and a Sacrifice

You are cordially invited to the Hierophant Society. Black tie only. Bring your tarot card and don't ask questions.

The letter has dropped out of thin air into my lap moments after I've been kicked out of my apartment. It can't have come at a better time.

I've always had a wicked sense of adventure. And trouble's basically my middle name at this point.

The black-tie part of the invite? That's going to be a problem. But a secret society might be interesting, and I've got nowhere else to be.

When I'm introduced to the leader of the Hierophant Society-a devilishly handsome sorcerer who can summon fire with a click of his fingers-my normal 'human' world is shaken to its core. He's offering me everything I've ever wanted. Adventure, acceptance, a world that's steeped in intrigue and magic, and a place in his society.

The only question left is what does the 'society' want from me?