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What do you give a witch who has everything? Apparently, chaos.

Samhain is almost upon us, a time when the barriers between the worlds are thin and rifts open spontaneously. It’s also my birthday.

I want the normal things, you know? Fresh chips, bad witches, hot detective. It’s Samhain, though, so I have to take what I can get…even if that’s a new High Wizard who’s seized the reins and all the audacity, at the best possible time—in the middle of a fae invasion.

Damned if I’m going to be a gracious host, though. Not when the fastest, deadliest, most insidious creatures known have infiltrated our society with mind control and glamor. Certainly not if it means losing everyone and everything I care about. But protecting them, might mean sacrificing myself.

I follow the rules when they’re fair, but since when has love ever been fair?

There’s a power vacuum triggering issues between the magi and vampires that’s threatening to unleash a nightmare. Vampires, witches, and fae I can fight. That’s all in a day’s work. But my enemies’ choice of weapon is the most terrifying of all—love.

I’m paid to guide the magickal members of our community. I won't have an obsession-fueled team of witches running an abusive, Cupid-esque racket. And I definitely won’t let my client be drawn back into their horrific web.

One thing’s for sure, love has a dark underside, and it's coming for my client—but first, it’ll have to go through me. "

I like my monsters like my coffee-strong, hot, and not trying to kill me.I'm done with hunting down Supernatural criminals. Fighting for your life everyday gets old. So, career change. Social worker for Supernaturals is a way to use my skills in a no risk environment. Right? Wrong. Who knew dying would be the easy part of my day?

It all started the night Chase, my mountain lion shifter ex, reappeared. We'd had a whole good girl/bad boy romance going until he abandoned me a decade ago. I'd gone to Syn City for a little fun before being trapped in my hometown forever. Then I was murdered by a maniac and my night really fell apart.

I like my monsters like my coffee—strong, hot, and not trying to kill me.

I'm done with hunting down Supernatural criminals. Fighting for your life everyday gets old. So, career change. Social worker for Supernaturals is a way to use my skills in a no risk environment. Right? Wrong. Who knew dying would be the easy part of my day?

It all started the night Chase, my mountain lion shifter ex, reappeared. We'd had a whole good girl/bad boy romance going until he abandoned me a decade ago. I'd gone to Syn City for a little fun before being trapped in my hometown forever.

Then I was murdered by a maniac and my night really fell apart.