Magick always has consequences. Some are worth it.
The growing pile of burnt cauldrons in Eva Sutton’s backyard says it all—she’s not the perfect witch. But her coven’s magick is fading, and now is her moment to step up.
Out of desperation, Eva casts a spell from a mysterious grimoire and ends up with a shockingly attractive, glasses-wearing demon in her living room.
Sorren doesn’t have time for this. He has to get back to his draining, uninspiring job. Hell won’t run itself, after all.
But Eva doesn’t know how to send Sorren back, and she hasn’t decided yet if the demon working remotely from her gardening shed is another problem or the solution her collapsing coven needs.
As they piece it all together, Sorren and Eva begin to realize that sometimes it takes an accident to find the life they were meant to live.
As for Eva? She’ll figure it all out as soon as she finds her keys.
