Rogue Horizon (The Record, #6)

If I could catch a break, that'd be sweet. It's also highly unlikely.

I'm Cleopatra O'Keefe, and after my last world-bending Keeper shenanigan, I thought humanity and the magicals finally settled into a peaceful coexistence. Zeus in a thong, was I ever wrong. Now I've got the four sides–earth, water, fire, and air–squaring off, zero idea what might pull them together, and a ticking time bomb, all courtesy of Uranus. He's the weirdness variable in our planetary meltdown.

All I know is that ...