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I’m a ghost. A specter, some would say. A spirit. A shade, the hallucination of a compromised mind. Whatever moniker you prefer, that’s me. Excepting that last one. Uncle MortonI ran freight and wagon trains for years from Missouri to Santa Fe. Courted death from arrows to snake bites, drowning to dysentery, each and every trip. Came through all that only to be dealt a bad hand in Deadwood. Got myself killed.

When there are half-masticated bodies popping up on the radar, any hunter worth their salt will sit up and take notice. So, when they started showing up in Oklahoma, Noah and I beat cheeks back down there to try to recover what we lost. But Fate isn’t exactly a grandma holding out a piece of hard candy. More often, it’s a playground bully dangling loogies over your face. So, after a little flamingo-necktie-assisted arson, a near-luxury car full of demons, some car trouble, and a game of human whack-a-mole, we were once again out of leads.

Lakeyn's father is moving her and her older sister, Loxley, back to his hometown of Mystic Hollow. The small-town charm draws Lakeyn in, but she's not easily accepted due to rumors of her grandmother circling around the town. Most people avoid Lakeyn and her family and whisper warnings of witchcraft. However, one afternoon changes everything for Lakeyn when she meets Warrick by chance at the local library—Warrick could complicate things with her family and the secrets that surround them.