博客來A grumpy warlock with too many rules. A cellist on sabbatical. And one island full of magic she’s not supposed to notice.
After nine months of nonstop touring, all I want is quiet-time to visit my sister in Magnolia Cove, drink coffee on her porch, and remember why I fell in love with music in the first place. What I’m not looking for? Dean Markham. The town’s intimidating head warlock who radiates authority, scowls like it’s an Olympic sport... and just so happens to be in charge of approving my extended stay.
From the moment he catches me in his arms (and I sneeze in his face-great first impression), it’s clear Dean thinks I’m trouble. Which is fine. Because I think he’s bossy, broody, and allergic to fun.
But the longer I’m here, the more I see the man under all that control-the one who protects this island with everything he has, who looks at me like I’m more dangerous than any magic he’s ever faced. And maybe I am. Because the closer we get, the harder it is to ignore that our connection is as impossible as it is undeniable.
