Jade Delarue is determined to find the man of her dreams, so the sexy witch casts a spell that brings a gorgeous man to her door. But private detective Mason Kincaid isn't looking for love. Jilted by his last girlfriend, Mason's thrown himself into his work. He's visiting Jade on official business, and not even the blizzard raging outside her house—or her spellbinding beauty—can distract him.
Then Jade realizes the mistake she's made in her spell, and she wants him gone. But there are charms to spare in Mystic Manor, showing Mason that the witch in the house might be the woman he's been waiting for. Convincing her, though, means coming up with a little magic of his own.
About the Author
I began writing stories when I was about nine. Back then, I was enthralled by television's rugged cowboys, suave spies, and debonair doctors. Now I'm into more tangible characters—like Greek gods, angels-in-training, and ornery ghosts. Hey, no sense growing up too much. When I'm not writing, I like to meet up with friends around the country, hike, and dig through antique malls. Sometimes I get to do all three at once, and then I'm in heaven.
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Jade Delarue is determined to find the man of her dreams, so the sexy witch casts a spell that brings a gorgeous man to her door. But private detective Mason Kincaid isn't looking for love. Jilted by his last girlfriend, Mason's thrown himself into his work. He's visiting Jade on official business, and not even the blizzard raging outside her house—or her spellbinding beauty—can distract him.
Then Jade realizes the mistake she's made in her spell, and she wants him gone. But there are charms to spare in Mystic Manor, showing Mason that the witch in the house might be the woman he's been waiting for. Convincing her, though, means coming up with a little magic of his own.
About the Author
I began writing stories when I was about nine. Back then, I was enthralled by television's rugged cowboys, suave spies, and debonair doctors. Now I'm into more tangible characters—like Greek gods, angels-in-training, and ornery ghosts. Hey, no sense growing up too much. When I'm not writing, I like to meet up with friends around the country, hike, and dig through antique malls. Sometimes I get to do all three at once, and then I'm in heaven.