When the Witch Met the Minotaur

She crafts perfection. He conjures chaos. Neither is ready for the spell they cast on each other.

I am the most trusted witch in Leafshire Cove. Every potion, charm, and spell I create works exactly the way it should, and my market cart always has the longest line.

Until he shows up.

An infuriatingly charming minotaur with a posh accent and a flair for illusions sets his flashy stall right beside mine. His magic is all smoke and sparkle, yet the townsfolk flock to him like he invented enchantments.

When one of his ridiculous illusions triggers a magical disaster, I am the witch who has to clean it up before Leafshire Cove goes under. The last thing I want is to work with the bullheaded showman who caused the problem.

Then we uncover something ancient and dangerous hiding beneath our cobblestone streets. If we cannot combine my precise witchcraft with his wild talents, our cozy little town, our friends, and maybe our very hearts are all at risk.