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You better not mess with my little black poodle.
The stakes are higher than New York prices, and there’s one thing I know for damn sure. Sure, my only allies are a murderous lady vampire, a mind-reading fire witch, and my ridiculous rescue dog, but I’ll manage. Now I have a sandwich shop to open and a mysterious mirror to fix, all while my ex-boyfriend looks too fine for my own good and this new guy helping me renovate is the kind of hands-on I’d like to experience personally. Coming home doesn’t always mean fitting in. I’m neither witch, vampire, or fae-I can mimic any magic, and now I have a powerful mask that allows me to look like anyone, too-but as an outsider I don’t fit into the established order.
When I said I was going to revamp my grandma’s restaurant, this wasn’t what I had in mind. Without the Seal, Manhattan will descend into all-out war. I spent half a lifetime pretending my magic didn’t exist, until a vampire begged me to repair the magical Seal holding together a fragile peace between the vampires and the fae.
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