Dark Moon Lilith, Witches Anonymous, Step 4
Genre: Paranormal Romance/Fantasy Romance
ISBN: 978-1-4659-5812-9
Length: 50,700 words
 
Ex-witch Amy Atwood is on probation from Witches Anonymous for slipping off the magic-free band wagon. Her love life is also on probation and her sexy, irresistible ex, Lucifer, is tempting her to hex it up with him again. On top of that, her ice cream shop is losing money faster than ice cream melts in July, thanks to a rotten economy and an archangel who’s eating up all her profits.

Struggling to save her shop and stick to her magic-free oath, Amy commits to Step 4 of Witches Anonymous—examining her moral character. Unfortunately, Lilith, the Queen of Hell, wants Lucifer back and has decided to test more than Amy’s morals.

Lilith sends three assassins after Amy. One to poison her, another to burn her apartment to ashes, and the third is taking Amy to Hell.

Will Amy live to see another day? Or will she team up with Lucifer to kick Lilith out of Hell and become queen herself?

 

Excerpt:

Chapter One 

 

Love sucks. Just when you think you’ve got control of your heart, wham! A crystal vase filled with ruby red roses and purple dahlias—your favorite flowers—shows up on your doorstep.
Or in this case, at your ice cream shop.
Tucked inside the center of each gorgeous flower is a perfect Dove dark chocolate square.
Which reminds you that your boyfriend, who recently stomped on your heart, is really a very considerate fellow. He knows your likes and dislikes. He knows your weaknesses, but doesn’t judge them. He wants to make amends for not showing up to your Witches Anonymous six-month magic-free anniversary celebration.
So your heart melts a little.
But then there’s the other guy. Your ex.
He’s seated in a corner booth wearing a black t-shirt and worn jeans, talking to his brother while he ignores you. He laughs and your skin tingles. He thumps the table with a fist and you jump. He slides over to lean his back against the wall and puts his feet on the booth seat, and instead of yelling at him to get his black boots off the red vinyl, you think how damn sexy he looks in all that black and break into a sweat.
I mean, really, who wears black when it’s ninety degrees outside?
Someone who’s used to the heat, that’s who. Heat is one of the things my ex revels in.
Oh, and his gift of the day? A dirty banana-split bowl left on the edge of the table waiting for me to clean up.
Like I said—love sucks.

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