My boss is a malodorous, temper-tantrum-throwing ogre who wears Armani suits. Like most ogres, he's not the most logical of thinkers, which is where I come in. I keep his business running smoothly while he schmoozes with high-profile people, some of whom are paranormals. Like one of his best friends, an agent to the stars who happens to be a centuries-old vampire. I'm pretty good at maintaining an even keel, until I fall for a handsome man who isn't what he seems. At the same time, a young vampire declares his love. Then there's the demon who threatens to blackmail me. On top of that, I'm seeing and feeling things I've never felt before. Like the swirls of light I saw when my BFF, who's a witch, cleansed my home. What happened to my well-ordered life?