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 ...