Spookily Yours (Witches of Pleasant Grove, #1)

by Jennifer Chipman

I might not have had everything figured out, but at least I had coffee.

Amen

It was the perfect way to enjoy the morning. Pulling a book out of my tote bag, I opened to the page I’d left off, letting the silence of the morning draw me into the world.

Sounds perfect

There was nothing quite as magical as getting lost in the pages of a good book. I’d always loved that feeling—looking up, and realizing I’d just spent the last three straight hours reading without a break.

That was what made me pause—the idea that someone else out there needed me too.

Oh my gods. “A cursed talking cat? What is this, Sabrina the Teenage Witch?”

Because Demons were not to be trifled with.

my human.

“Little witch,”

She’d adopted a cat, expecting a lifelong feline friend. Instead, she’d gotten me.