Finders, Keepers

It’s tough for Penny to put the past to rest when it shows up dead in her living room…

A few weeks ago, I discovered I’m a lodestone — a rare type of witch who attracts the things I need, right when I need them. Pretty handy for finding designer shoes on sale. Romance? Not so much.

Isaac Zamora, the hunky male witch who’s crash-coursing me in my newly discovered magic, makes me long for something I haven’t wanted since I left my cheating ex. So what if Isaac wants to take things at a glacial pace? He’s worth waiting for.

When I pick up an old compass with a wildly confused needle, I don’t question the tingle that zings up my arm. I take it straight to Isaac. The compass doesn’t give up its secrets easily, but it does point the way toward a mystery doubled-edged with danger.

Because right about the time the compass appears in my life, so does my ex. Are you smelling a rat? So am I. Especially when he’s smelling up my living room, dead as a doornail. And looking like his last glimpse of life was a demon from hell….