Fangs and Frenemies (Blue Moon Bay Witches #1)

by Sierra Cross

Blue Moon Bay’s “antique,” cast-iron streetlamps were brand spanking new, but you’d never know it to look at the hideous things.

When a romantic relationship ended, at least you got a breakup. But friendship, even one as close as ours, could simply end. With no explanation.

“I’m a kitchen witch, not freakin’ Dr. Who.”

The bad-friend accusation hung in the air like a fart.