It Takes Two Witches

The town fashion diva looks like something the cat dragged in, but murder will do that to a vampire.

I thought the biggest drama this week would be finishing my next book and dealing with Cooper’s ongoing protest over his vet-required diet. But then Bianca’s long-lost cousin—the vampire who’d somehow managed to become everyone’s favorite in just six months—wound up on a slab and he wasn’t coming back from the dead this time.

Now Bianca, usually all high heels and sharp opinions, is unraveling fast. She’s mascara-streaked, wearing sweats (!!), and snapping at everyone. Honestly, she’s beginning to look like a stranger who wandered into town without a stylist.

So here we are—Stella, her pup familiar, Pony, and me, with Cooper’s nonstop complaining about starving, trying to figure out why anyone would want the most charming vampire in Holiday Hills dead. The problem? We don’t have a single clue. Just a lot of questions, a whole lot of shadows, and one grieving friend who needs us to pull it together.