Spookily Yours (Witches of Pleasant Grove, #1)

by Jennifer Chipman

I’d always been taught that black cats were a sign of good luck. Maybe that just came with the territory as the daughter of a witch, but every time I’d seen one, life seemed to look up.

We all need a black cat in our lives

Crunchy leaves littered the ground, giving a satisfying crunch anytime I stepped on one with my boots. The entire world was lit up with color, all the trees turning the magnificent hues of autumn.

My favourite time of year

the cat was already gone. I loved every bit of this season—when the air turned crisp and you could pull all the warm sweaters out of the back of your closet. It felt like the equivalent of wrapping yourself up in a warm, cozy blanket with a cup of hot apple cider in your hands.

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