Hairy Goat

Two wrongs don't make a right, but two lefts will get you to the dispensary.

Hold my hat because I'm about to cause all kinds of hex. I've had it with our coven. We want to grow our plants, sell our pre-rolls, and live our best witchy lives nurturing our gifts. But the elders have other plans. Too bad for us my life seems to be going up in smoke.

If that wasn't bad enough, my fae boyfriend ghosted me six months ago for the second time in our "relationship". I've got a case of The Feelings for my vampire best friend-slash-budtender. Somehow I've turned into the Mom Friend of our group. And I'm a grand short this month. Would it be so bad to allow some rogue witches to perform summons in my basement for some extra cash? Can a witch get a little break?

Clearly the answer is yes because now there is an archdemon in my basement with a permanent boner that refuses to leave until he's been satisfied. The last thing I expect is to become a demon-witch-vampire sandwich. Or for my fae boyfriend to pop back up with a massive secret I never saw coming. Throw in an arranged warlock husband courtesy of the coven and things are about to get hexing serious.


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