If you have a ghost problem, who you gonna call? Not me. Seriously. Been there, done that, and the short time I worked as a professional medium was nothing like what you see on TV. Things are way too heavy when you’re talking to actual ghosts, and I’m pretty sure I’m the first and only person to be fired from what turned out to be a string of con-artists and fake psychics. That’s life, and after twenty-four years of being able to see and hear spirits, I’ve grown used to it. But when demonic bounty hunters start coming after me, I realize that maybe there’s more to me than being a medium…that maybe my entire life has been nothing but fabricated memories and lies. Right as everything is unraveling around me, I meet Ethan. I’m drawn to him as much as he scares me, as there’s no denying the darkness hiding in his hazel eyes. He knows more about my powers than I do and can help me, yet I can’t ignore how the timing of our meeting is too perfect for a mere coincidence. As the demons close in, I’m forced to make a trust Ethan or face the demons alone. One is certainly more dangerous than the other, and if I don’t choose correctly, it will cost me everything…including my heart.

They say if you take a secret to the grave, the truth will stay buried. But that’s not exactly true in my case, and each hidden truth that surfaces turns out to be even more dangerous than the last. As a medium, I’m used to seeing the line that divides the living from the dead. Almost crossing said line? Yeah…I’ll never get used to that. Though every secret I unearth seems to push me closer and closer to that very fate. I’m not exactly helpless this time around, at least. I’ve spent the last few months training and learning everything I can about magic, and having a demon-hunting boyfriend doesn’t hurt either. Just when it seems like I’m finally getting things figured out, I discover the biggest lie of them all, and it changes everything…including my ability to trust the very person I thought I could count on more than anyone, leaving me to face the darkness just how I did before.

There are few things in life can haunt you like the past. But this time it’s not just my own past coming back to bite us. Born and raised into the Order of the Mystic Realm, Ethan is expected to abide by their code…and is forbidden to have a relationship with a witch. I never thought the people who hunt demons would scare me more than the monsters themselves, and I won’t sit down quietly when anyone—or anything—is threatening the man that I love. Though when more than one hunter goes missing, the Order is quick to blame the disappearances on witches, specifically me. If Ethan and I can’t find the thing that’s really behind this, a war between my coven and the hunters will break out. We both know that the witches would defeat the hunters in battle, but they wouldn’t necessarily win the war. Because a fight of that size risks exposing us to the rest of the world, sparking another nation-wide witch hunt. And then we will be persecuted—again.

Watching my boyfriend get arrested for murder was not the way I expected to start my day. Especially because the actual murderer was a demon—a demon I vanquished. It’s an obvious set up, and in my desperation to prove Ethan’s innocence, I run the risk of crossing paths—and pissing off—The Order of the Mystic Realm, who I just know is behind this. They think they’ve got us backed into a corner but they should know by now that if they push us, I’ll push back. You don’t bring guns and knives to a magic fight. I might not come out unscathed but I won’t stop until I get my boyfriend back. I’ve been told that everyone has a dark side, an alternative version of themselves they keep locked up, knowing what would happen if it broke free. Some are ashamed of it, some embrace it. And others encourage it, not caring the damage or carnage it leaves in its wake. I used to pride myself on my morals, by knowing I’m not perfect by any means but there were lows I’d never sink to. But everyone has a breaking point, and it’s not until the people you hold most dear to you are threatened that you realize just how dark you’re willing to go…