Burn, Baby, Burn — R.J. Blain

Bailey and Quinn are back!

Bailey Ember Gardener Quinn should've read the manual on caring for an incubus before marrying hers. The marriage license hadn't mentioned anything about their sexy, insatiable ways. If she doesn't get a single night of undisturbed rest soon, she'll snap -- or go on a napalm bender.

Either would work.

Recruiting Tiffany “Perkette” Perkins to be her partner-in-crime isn't the best idea, but nothing says fun quite like a road trip, and Perkette the Misdemeanor Collecting Queen could teach the devil a thing or two about having a good time.

Add in a string of rabies cases, more puppies than she can count (or readily adopt,) a job promotion, and her very own incubus in disguise on the hunt for her, and Bailey's in for one hell of a ride.

Warning: this novel contains excessive humor, a unicorn on a napalm bender, Quinn on the hunt, and more shenanigans than you can shake a stick at. Proceed with caution.