Okay, a magically unstable, glitter-based “welcome back” charm gone slightly nuclear. But I didn’t expect it to coat the admin building, curse the porch, and mildly blind a centaur. Whoops.
Now I’m back at Camp Lightring for one last summer—and stuck on magical creature patrol with him.
Derek Virel.
Brooding. Fanged. Allergic to joy.
We’re supposed to be wrangling pixies, not threatening each other with enchanted first-aid kits. But when a magical rift opens beneath the Grove and my powers start short-circuiting every time he’s near? Let’s just say we’ve got bigger problems than passive-aggressive bunk bed assignments.
He’s cold....
The glitter bomb was an accident.
Okay, a magically unstable, glitter-based “welcome back” charm gone slightly nuclear. But I didn’t expect it to coat the admin building, curse the porch, and mildly blind a centaur. Whoops.
Now I’m back at Camp Lightring for one last summer—and stuck on magical creature patrol with him.
Derek Virel.
Brooding. Fanged. Allergic to joy.
We’re supposed to be wrangling pixies, not threatening each other with enchanted first-aid kits. But when a magical rift opens beneath the Grove and my powers start short-circuiting every time he’s near? Let’s just say we’ve got bigger problems than passive-aggressive bunk bed assignments.
He’s cold. I’m chaos. And together, we might be the only thing holding this camp—and reality—together.
If we don’t accidentally make out in the creature barn first.
Read on for magical summer camp shenanigans, chaotic witch energy, brooding vampire slow burns, and a kiss-or-kill partnership that might just save the world. HEA Guaranteed!
