If the quirky pooch is a witch's familiar, he's barking at the wrong address. Dropping him at her parents’ estate on opening day of a supernatural matchmaking ball only complicates matters when the gala's main event turns out to be a dead body.
With all wands pointing at Tamsyn, she finds herself on the wrong end of a murder investigation.
Just a 50+ year old chick with a wand, spinning magic from words. Some of those words wind up in books with other names on them. Find out more at https://www.christawick.com/