Wicked Duet Series by Persephone Steele

A blind psychic. Sounds like a punchline to a terrible joke, right? Well it is. The joke is my life, and I’m the punchline. I was gifted with the sight at a young age. It runs in my bloodline and I was trained to handle it from the moment I was born. What I wasn’t prepared for was losing my actual sight. The world is twisted like that. So you may be wondering what the hell a blind psychic does with her time. I solve crimes, bitches... moreA blind psychic. Sounds like a punchline to a terrible joke, right? Well it is. The joke is my life, and I’m the punchline. I was gifted with the sight at a young age. It runs in my bloodline and I was trained to handle it from the moment I was born. What I wasn’t prepared for was losing my actual sight. The world is twisted like that. So you may be wondering what the hell a blind psychic does with her time. I solve crimes, bitches. I may not be able to see if I’m putting salt or sugar in my morning coffee, but I can sure as hell help locate vile criminals and put them behind bars. Unfortunately, this sort of work tends to make me a lot of enemies and some of them want to see me dead. I’m not a rainbows and sunshine type of girl, but even I will kiss an ass or two to save my life. Even if it’s the three biggest asses in the department. Love me or hate me, they’re still ordered to protect me. They may call me Wicked, but I know their secrets. .. and I have a big mouth. Author's Note: This is a medium-burn, mfmm, reverse harem novel. It includes explicit language and detailed sexual situations. Only intended for audiences 18 or older. less

Psychic. What a joke. The only thing I can be sure of these days are the three men who have somehow battered their way past my walls and forced me to, dare I say it, start feeling things. Well…them, and my trusty trash panda partners in crime. But they've always had my heart. I must have kissed their asses real good, because instead of wanting to kill me, I think they might actually kind of like me... morePsychic. What a joke. The only thing I can be sure of these days are the three men who have somehow battered their way past my walls and forced me to, dare I say it, start feeling things. Well…them, and my trusty trash panda partners in crime. But they've always had my heart. I must have kissed their asses real good, because instead of wanting to kill me, I think they might actually kind of like me. Circumstances, that were set in motion by my murderous stalker, have thrown my entire world off kilter. People I thought I could trust are acting shady, secrets are being exposed, and things I thought were resolute and irrevocable are suddenly not. The deeper my sleuthing takes me, the more everything seems to be unraveling from my grip, regardless of how desperately I try to hold it into place. With the help of the department’s three best detectives, I’m going to find out who's doing this to me and I will bring them to justice. No matter who it is. There’s no rest for Wicked, because I see their lies…. And I have a big mouth. Author's Note: This is a medium-burn, mfmm, reverse harem novel. It includes darker themes, explicit language, and detailed sexual situations. Only intended for audiences 18 or older. less