Isa Medina

Halloween has arrived in Olmeda, and someone's celebrating by leaving bloody pentagrams all over the city. As the resident official witch, it's my job to figure out what the pentagrams mean and if they're more of a threat than a prank.

Bad magic and good witches don't mix, but I make it work. Spellbooks are a witch's best friend, especially when they're passed down from your beloved dead Grandma. So, when an anonymous caller is interested in buying mine, my answer is nope, not ever, go away.

Things are going great! I survived the sabotage of my witch shop and a murder attempt, my business and personal life are thriving, and Ian's estranged half brother and local shifter alpha wants me to make him a dark magic potion. Okay, maybe not that great.

I'm a witch. Not a powerful witch, mind, but as Grandma liked to say, it's all in the kindness, not the power. Grandma is gone now, but her dream of having a witch shop lives with me. So, when the opportunity to run my own shop presents itself, I move across the country to take it....