I should've known the birthday party for a 113-year-old witch wasn't going to be all cake and games. Especially with so many other witches aroundand that scary magic wand.
I'd been desperate for a vacation from the rain on the California coast. But instead of snow and cocoa in a cozy mountain cabin, I got... a dead body. And the murder weapon wasn't a candlestick in the billiard room.
Looks like it's up to me again. My one friend is a Bright witch but not much of a fighter. I used to think I, too, was harmless, but the enchanted marks on my skin tell a different story. My moral code prevents me from killing anyone, but somehow my enemies tend to end up dead.
Trapped in the spellbound mountain retreat, I have to find the killer before anyone else gets killed. Or worse.
I've done it before, and I'll do it again.
Probably.
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An enchanted lake house, a magic wand, and a murdered witchlife is never boring for ex-demon hunter Alma...