Witches by Fluke

Sorry, Ottawa. I didn't mean to accidentally start a demonic invasion.

Not entirely my fault. I think the bottle of wine deserves some of the blame, and maybe I shouldn't have smoked those joints, but still, who could have predicted Grams' Grimoire of spells would actually work? My drunken butt just wanted to summon my one true love. Instead? I opened a doorway to another dimension, and a bunch of demons came through—along with a pair of sexy princes.

Princes more interested in fighting each other than trying to impress me. They both have a plan to use me—and not for sex. Ulseere, with his laser-blue eyes, silky hair, and granite expression thinks I'd make great bait. Gryvak, of the blond locks and broad shoulders, wants me to open another portal to let in even more demons to take over the world, but at least he's promising to make me his queen.

What's a girl to do?

One, take charge of my life—and magic. Two, rid Ottawa of the demons. Three, tame one of the princes. So what if they’re not entirely human? They make my toes curl, heart race, and have me feeling more alive than I ever imagined.

Is lust enough for a happily ever after?

Contains mature themes.