I didn't know I was a witch... until someone wanted me dead. Here I am, Lyla Ford, broke and starving, minding my own business, when twin sorcerers Tinniel and Nazeriah claim that I’m a witch from an ancient line. Not only that, they request an audience. Who do they think I am? Royalty? I would never entertain the idea of magic, let alone the request to become a tracker for the two paranormal bounty hunters who work for the Federation of Magic. That is, until the ridiculously handsome Tinniel tells me that my missing mother is the leader of the Federation. Who knew? When Tinniel gets kidnapped, a compulsion to find them both overtakes me, forcing me to work with the Federation. I have a feeling that if I don’t do as I’m told, the ancient line I descend from will die out. With my brutal, bloody murder.

When you mess with witch royalty, you’ll get your butt kicked. Learning new skills take practice, according to Tinniel, the hot sorcerer bounty hunter I just rescued. What about magic? Being a tracker witch for the Federation of Magic has its perks... like being able to use my kickboxing skills to take down our vampire bounty, Jimmy. However, when I connect with my missing mother, the magic in me expands, drawing me ever closer to the mystery man who took her. Can I find her before the human trafficking warlords kill her in an attempt to end our royal witch line forever?