Pumpkin Spice & Poltergeist (Maple Hollow, #1)

by Ali K. Mulford

God, I really hoped she was gay. That would be amazing. Move to a new town. Find a hot girl. Who was a literal witch. Perfect.

Did witches even date? Was she queer, or was she just magical? Although a lot of times, it felt like the same thing.

I loved that we could still do this. It was something about having a sister that I loved. No matter how much time had passed, we could still fight, still say the worst things to each other, then still hug it out and move on.

It was like I’d spent my whole life staring at the moon and she’d walked in with all of her sunshine. Now I was constantly seeking out her warmth, constantly turning toward the sun.

“Are you sure you didn’t put a love spell on me? Because I love you more than I ever thought was possible. I love you like it’s magic.”

“Dilectus, junctus, ligatus,” Iris said, and the coven repeated after her. “Pro arca, pro sanguine, pro magicis.”