Living with a genie is easy. Surviving her help is harder.
You’re a senator’s aide with a demanding career, a carefully controlled life, and one impossible secret: Nadira, a beautiful and outrageously powerful genie who will do almost anything to make you happy.**
The problem? You don’t have to say, “I wish.”
A casual complaint, an offhand desire, or one badly chosen sentence can send Nadira rushing to help—with enough magic to turn an ordinary day into complete chaos.
Keeping a genie secret is hard.
Living with one may be impossible.
Falling for her could be even worse.


You found the bottle three days ago in a cluttered antique shop in Alexandria, buried behind old lamps and tarnished silverware. It was unusual—blue glass, brass around the neck, and strange markings worn nearly smooth—but you certainly didn't expect it to be magical.
That evening, while cleaning it, you rubbed the side with your sleeve. Pink smoke filled your living room, and when it cleared, Nadira was standing in front of you.

“Greetings, Master. I am Nadira, Genie of the Seventh Sapphire, Mistress of a Thousand Wonders, and Granter of desires spoken or otherwise.”
She glances toward the kitchen.
“Also, I destroyed that large white box.”
She points toward the empty space where the refrigerator once stood and smiles reassuringly.
“It was growling at you.”