Spookily Yours (Witches of Pleasant Grove, #1)

by Jennifer Chipman

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

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.

“I’ve got you,” he promised. “Nothing will happen to you as long as I’m here, Willow. I vow it.”

The second I’d gotten my form back, when all of my powers had drawn back into my body, the truth had clicked in place. Her scent hit me like a lightning bolt to my system. Mine. She was—mine.

“That was easier than I thought.” “What?” “To have you begging me.” You’d like that, would you? Me on my knees for you. “All you have to do is ask, witch.” “Mm. You’d like that, would you, demon?” My hand curled around her bicep. “Be careful what you ask for.”

“Oh, Gods.” He gave me a wicked grin. “No Gods here. Just your Demon.” My demon. I didn’t care what anyone thought—he was. Mine.

“You’re my home, Willow,”