Pacific Fire

A golem must save Los Angeles from a fiery monster in this thrilling urban fantasy sequel to California Bones .

"Set in the same world as California Bones , van Eekhout delivers another engaging adventure that, surprisingly for the genre, doesn't require readers to have read the previous book. Readers will empathize with Sam as he longs to be a "normal" boy and tries to find his place in the world, and the magic system van Eekhout has created continues to fascinate." — RT Book Reviews

I'm Sam. I'm just this guy.

Okay, yeah, I'm a golem created from the substance of his own magic by the late Hierarch of Southern California. With a lot of work, I might be able to wield magic myself. I kind of doubt it, though. Not like Daniel Blackland can.

Daniel's the reason the Hierarch's gone and I'm still alive. He's also the reason I've lived my entire life on the run. Ten years of never, ever going back to Los Angeles. Daniel's determined to protect me. To teach me.

But it gets old. I've got nobody but Daniel. I'll never do anything normal. Like attend school. Or date a girl.

Now it's worse. Because things are happening back in LA. Very bad people are building a Pacific firedrake, a kind of ultimate weapon of mass magical destruction. Daniel seemed to think only he could stop them. Now Daniel's been hurt. I managed to get us to the place run by the Emmas. (Many of them. All named Emma. It's a long story.) They seem to be healing him, but he isn't going anyplace soon.

Do I even have a reason for existing, if it isn't to prevent this firedrake from happening? I'm good at escaping from things. Now I've escaped from Daniel and the Emmas, and I'm on my way to LA.

This may be the worst idea I ever had.

"A creative magic system, a fictional SoCal that actually contains Latinos, power struggles, friendship, family, a dash of romance, air travel, land travel, sea travel, someone from a boy band - this book has it all!" — Lightspeed Magazine

"Van Eekhout's voice has grown stronger in Pacific Fire and he's locked onto a snappy hu-mor that serves as a foil for the stakes he keeps raising. He manages to do what fantasy should, which is use the unreal to show us truths about how humans work." — Locus