<b>Lucifer meets Practical Magic in this opposites attract witchy rom-com brimming with sass, spice, and small-town charm!</b><br /><br />What&rsquo;s a broke tea witch to do when she&rsquo;s about to lose her beloved caf&eacute;?<br /><br />No idea, but chugging magic mojitos and drunk-summoning the Devil was definitely the wrong call.<br /><br />Now, I&rsquo;m stuck with the house guest from Hell&mdash;literally&mdash;and we couldn&rsquo;t be more opposite: a homebody who brews healing teas and reads romance novels to her cats versus a sexy-as-sin playboy with a pitchfork tattoo on his butt and a fondness for public day-drinking. In the nude. Ergo, the pitchfork discovery.<br /><br />Infuriating!<br /><br />I&rsquo;ve tried to send the Dark Prince packing, but the spell won&rsquo;t let him leave&mdash;not until he unlocks my so-called &ldquo;heart&rsquo;s desire.&rdquo;<br /><br />Well. My <i>only</i> desire is to clear my debt and save the caf&eacute;, which would be a lot easier if I wasn&rsquo;t so distracted by his stupidly charming British accent.<br /><br />Or the smile that keeps incinerating perfectly innocent panties.<br /><br />Or the spellbinding, toe-curling, never-should&rsquo;ve-happened kiss at the Wayward Bay Halloween Ball that has me believing in a <i>different</i> kind of magic:<br /><br />Love.<br /><br />So maybe the real question is&hellip; What&rsquo;s a broke tea witch to do when she&rsquo;s about to lose her caf&eacute; and her heart?<br /><br /><br /><b><i>The Devil Made Me Brew It</i></b><i> is the first book in The Witches of Wayward Bay, a series of standalone paranormal rom-coms where the magic is real and the witches always get their magically-ever-afters. No cliffhangers, guaranteed HEAs, and plenty of heat, humor, and heart!</i><br /><br />&nbsp;