Reflections of a wicked witch. Bryce and I are trying to revive Alondra's old metaphysical history class. We're in college again, this time teaching. But It's stressful under our former teacher's shadow. Not only that, there's a new demon-witch messing with my love life. So I'm going through that again. Well, at least this time I have Alondra's magic to protect me. Actually, not only do I have her magic, her spirit is inside me, possessing me. But don't worry, Alondra's ghost is a positive force here to help Hawthorne. I mean...are you good ...

When evil lands on my doorstep. While Bryce and I are finally enjoying some quiet time together, a dark, shadowy figure crashes into our door. And it isn't a small black bird this time. A devil is hurt, asking for my help. Well, I just have too many problems of my own now. People don't want to talk to me. And Bryce isn't touching me. So what's a witch to do? Haul up my legs, sit on a pentagram in a circle of candles, and murmur to myself. My best friend Maddie thinks I'm under a curse. But, honestly, I feel like I have to do whatever it takes ...

You can't cast shadows in darkness. It's the start of my second year of graduate school at Hawthorne University. (I wasn't canned, okay?) Bryce and our dean organize an orientation meeting to recruit witches. Yep, it's time to teach Alondra's "honors" program. Everything goes fine until that slithery snake-witch, Adder, barges into my home. She claims I'm cursing her master, Enora, haunting the dreams of her Abaddon coven. I'm not. Honest. But sometimes Alondra pops up inside me, acting outside of my control. We hold a séance ...