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The demon took my city. Now I’ll give them war. We’ve won skirmishes. Even the occasional major battle. But none of it matters now. Toulouse is a war zone. The secret world of the Talented is seconds from exposure. And the rest of the world? Teetering on the brink of extinction. Or something even worse. So we’re going home—one last time. For one last fight. This is it. A final showdown where the dice are not just loaded—they’re carved with double ones. Snake eyes. Or maybe demon eyes. Can we stop the impossible tide rising from my city? Or is this where we fall, once and for all? Because if we do, we won’t fall alone. This time, the whole damn world falls with us. imPerfect Demons is the ninth and final book in the award-winning imPerfect Cathar series, a darkly funny urban fantasy set in the South of France. Expect dark humour, strong language, graphic violence—and wisecracks, even at the end of the world. ___________________________________________________________________ Praise for The imPerfect Cathar Series: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ This final book was a bittersweet ending with so many twists and turns. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ This was a true rollercoaster of a ride and one that I had real difficulty in putting down. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ A great finale to this series... ridiculous scrapes that Paul manages to get into. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ This was much darker, though, & the last few chapters had my heart in my throat. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Thrilling action, plot twists galore and wonderful characters make this a fantastic read. ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Pop culture, power and snark... will keep this series fresh and cheeky.

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C.N. Rowan (“Call me C.N., Mr. Rowan was my father”) is the Award-winning author of the imPerfect Cathar series. It’s been a strange, unbelievable journey to arrive at the point where these books are going to be released into the wild, like rare, near-extinct animals being returned to their natural habitat, already wondering where they’re going to nick cigarettes from on the plains of Africa, the way they used to from the zookeeper’s overalls. Rowan came originally from Leicester, England. Somehow escaping its terrible, terrible clutches (only joking, he’s a proud Midlander really), he has wound up living in the South-West of France for his sins. Only, not for his sins. Otherwise, he’d have ended up living somewhere really dreadful. Like Leicester. (Again – joking, he really does love Leicester. He knows Leicester can take a joke. Unlike some of those other cities. Looking at you, Slough.) With multiple weird strings to his bow, all of which are made of tooth-floss and liable to snap if you tried to use them to do anything as adventurous as shooting an arrow, he’s done all sorts of odd things, from running a hiphop record label (including featuring himself as rapper) to hustling disability living aids on the mean streets of Syston. He’s particularly proud of the work he’s done managing and recording several French hiphop acts, and is currently awaiting confirmation of wild rumours he might get a Gold Disc for a song he recorded and mixed.

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