Counter Ops by TR Cameron

Counter Ops

Counter Ops (Federal Agents of Magic Book 3) by TR Cameron
English | 2019 | Fantasy | ePUB | 1.3 Mb

Counter Ops:Special Agent Diana Sheen runs a secret agency…

…locked squarely in the crosshairs of a magical conspiracy far greater than she’d imagined.

The bad guys are seeking artifacts to increase their power, and it feels like they’re leading up to something big.

Can she stop them in time?

The attacks are getting personal. Other bureaus have taken heavy losses, and only her team’s magical abilities have kept them from the same fate.

That includes a troll uncovering magical do-gooders or an acerbic Drow learning to use her magic.

Everything is getting better, including their gear thanks to Kayleigh.

But is better good enough? No way to tell, except by putting boot to tail.

Magic or mundane, you hurt people in their town, and FAM is gonna bring you down.

It’s all in a day’s work at the newest bureau of the Federal Agents of Magic.

For a thrilling action-adventure with spells, guns, hand to hand combat, and just the right amount of snark, join the team today!

“Diana preferred to think her own entry engendered the most chaos. She swept an arm wide to generate a wave of force that crashed over everyone in front of her. As a result, several targets lost their footing, while others were propelled into each other before they slumped in a daze on the floor. As she suspected, the power of the spell wavered and ultimately died before it reached the most important target.

The pirate waved a wand negligently and muttered a word under his breath. He smirked as he rose from his pretentious throne. Silence fell as he shouted, “Hold!” He grinned at Diana and channeled the character with whom he clearly had a deeply dysfunctional para-social relationship, including the accent. “How dare you attack my crew without provocation?”

Diana scowled at him. “Robbing three liquor stores and burning them down is sufficient provocation, scumbag.”



“We do not rob,” he said solemnly. “We plunder.” He struck a dramatic pose. “You stand before the Prince of Plunder. Bow, strumpet.”

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