Magic, snark, mayhem, guns and more snark. “I killed a vampire, sent a demon back to hell, filled in my tax returns and went to church. And that was only this morning. This afternoon I’m going to take on a fallen angel. So, if you need the impossible done and you have nowhere else to turn, call me. Sholto ‘Hex’ Gunn, warrior mage for hire. But bear in mind, the best don’t come cheap and I don’t do no charity work. Don’t insult me by asking for a discount.” A group of dark Mages are looking to muscle in on New York. They reckon it’s about time that darkness ruled. But they didn’t take into account that Hex might disagree. The last thing that you wanna do is upset Hex in his home town because he just might decide to start kicking butt and taking names … and one of those names just might be yours! Sholto ‘Hex’ Gunn – he’s our kind of trouble!

“Kicked the heck outa a bunch of dark mages, fought a werewolf, started a soup kitchen for the homeless and sorted all my trash for recycling. And that was before lunch. Tonight, I’m going to take on a group of mercenaries and an army of demon spawn. So, if you need the impossible done and you have nowhere else to turn, call me. Sholto ‘Hex’ Gunn, warrior mage for hire. But bear in mind, the best don’t come cheap and I don’t do no charity work. Don’t insult me by asking for a discount.” Someone is calling up a demon army and Father Cooney has enlisted Hex to stop them. Unfortunately, the demons aren’t the only thing that Hex has to worry about, he’s pissed off a billionaire who has hired a private army to take him out with extreme prejudice. But what they all didn’t realize is … you push Hex and he pushes back. Real hard. Sholto ‘Hex’ Gunn – he’s our kind of trouble!

“I rescued a girl from a cult, shut down the Russian mafia, and signed a petition to stop puppies getting taken from their moms before they are 8 weeks old. And that was today. Tomorrow I’m going to take on a fae prince and defeat a clan of werebears.” So, if you need the impossible done and you have nowhere else to turn, call me. Sholto ‘Hex’ Gunn, warrior mage for hire. But bear in mind, the best don’t come cheap and I don’t do no charity work. Don’t insult me by asking for a discount.” Someone is selling illegal magic on the streets so the Dark Brethren have called in Hex to put a stop to it. But this time they may be asking too much. Werebears, fae princes and the Russian mafia are all determined to take Hex down. But they didn’t figure on the fact that Hex don’t lay down for anyone. And now they’re all wishing that instead of taking on New York’s finest warrior mage, they had just stayed at home with a mug of cocoa and a good book. Because Hex is on the warpath … and this time he’s real pissed.

Magic, snark, mayhem, guns and more snark. “Beat down a Voodoo priestess, took care of a bunch of zombies and ate a dozen oysters. Later I aim to save the world from the final Apocalypse.” So, if you need the impossible done and you have nowhere else to turn, call me. Sholto ‘Hex’ Gunn, warrior mage for hire. But bear in mind, the best don’t come cheap and I don’t do no charity work. Don’t insult me by asking for a discount.” The four horsemen of the Apocalypse have decided to ride. But Hex has decided otherwise. And Hex don’t take kindly to the end of the world. Not on his watch. But maybe, jut maybe, even he can’t win this one. Sholto ‘Hex’ Gunn – he’s our kind of trouble!