The smell of Magnolias was all it took to bring the rush of childhood memories back.
The good ones and the bad.
But mostly, the memories are the ones I push away, not because they are bad, but because they remind me of everything I left behind.
I have returned home after five long years but is my heart ready to handle what’s to come? Can I handle being this close to the only two men I have ever loved?
Unfortunately I have bigger things to deal with, like who wants the witches in my Coven killed …