Some witches master spells. I specialize in catastrophes.
Being hunted was the perfect excuse for a shopping spree. Just because I was probably going to die didn’t mean I couldn’t go down in style.
My grandmother called it idiotic. I disagreed… right up until I came face to face wit
Forbidden fruit is sweet… until you take a bite.
Being the dud in my coven wasn’t the worst thing―until they decided to re-evaluate our contributions. Without magic, all I had was a resting witch face and a smart mouth. Neither will save me when the next full moon comes. Having the last name Byrne can only get me so far.
I’m doomed.
In my panic, I broke into the coven’s library, hoping to find a simple spell even an idiot could pull off. Instead, I blew up half the building, destroyed most of the ancient texts, and somehow ended up half-naked in the high priest’s office.
I thought that was bad.
Turns out, my stupidity unlocked the seals blocking my magic, and now I’m being hunted by every supernatural jerk with a grudge. There’s only one way to survive:
Master the cursed book that got me into this mess.
Or die trying.
My name is Hazel Byrne.
I’m a witch.
And I’m totally screwed.
Resting Witch Face is the laugh-out-loud first book in the Chronicles of Forbidden Witchery urban fantasy series. If you love pulse-pounding suspense, razor-sharp wit, and high-octane action, you won’t want to miss Maya Daniels’ latest adventure.
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Praise for Chronicles of Forbidden Witchery:
★ ★ ★ ★ ★ I was hooked from the very beginning.
★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Original, fresh and funny.
★ ★ ★ ★ ★ It was seriously addictive.
★ ★ ★ ★ ★ It's really, really good.
★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Woh, I flew through this book!
h a demon.
And the bastard ate my Prada shirt.
Seriously, who does that?
You’d think he’d be into souls, not silk. But apparently, my spastic magic makes me a walking buffet for supernatural weirdos. Which is exactly how I ended up shackled to River.
In just a few hours, the arrogant bastard made me regret everything―including the day I was born. But thanks to my little fashion-munching demon fiasco, I owe the high priest a favor.
The problem?
River has secrets. And if the skeletons in his closet ever break loose, we’ll both be wishing we were dead.
As if I needed more help in the kick-the-bucket department.
I was this close to pitching a witch…
Pitch a Witch is the snarky, action-packed second book in the Chronicles of Forbidden Witchery series. If you love badass witches, laugh-out-loud banter, and supernatural chaos, you won’t want to miss Hazel Byrne’s next misadventure.
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Praise for Chronicles of Forbidden Witchery:
★ ★ ★ ★ ★ I can’t wait to read the next one!
★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Amazing!
★ ★ ★ ★ ★ This book kept me wanting more.
★ ★ ★ ★ ★ Every time I had to put it down, it was very difficult to do so.
★ ★ ★ ★ ★ The ending of this book had me screaming.
