For this witch, surviving Halloween will be the death of me
Seriously, being seventeen is difficult enough. I don't need a pretentious angel telling me to be good and an arrogant demon trying to convince me to be bad whenever it suits them.
To make matters worse Mason, the annoying human who just landed me in a heap of trouble, just won't go away. Of all nights he wants to be chivalrous he picks tonight.
To get to the witching ceremony I might just have to be bad for good reasons. I mean, what's the worst that could happen?