Glastonbury, England. A small town with one high street and an abundance of hippies.
Every shop is painted in clashing colours that hurt your eyes, and sells either crystals, incense, furniture from India, or clothes from Tibet. Sometimes all four.
I’m here to do my aunt one favour. Run her crystal shop while she gets a new hip. Two weeks over Halloween. How hard can it be?
As it turns out, very.
Running a shop involves people. So many people. Most of them in pointy hats. And Wi-Fi that’s more of a rumour.
Then I meet Alistair Pendragon.
Yes, really. That’s his name.
He’s Glastonbury born and bred. Runs the rival crystal shop across the road. Actually believes in magic, believes he’s a witch, and believes I’m ‘just a bit tense.’
He winks at customers. He winks at me. He’s started calling me Cas.
My name is Caspian.
We are not friends. We are sworn enemies. He just hasn’t understood this yet.
Then my aunt’s black cat vanishes. Sweet, sleepy little Tiddles. Except Alistair says she’s his cat and her name is Lucifer. Apparently she’s been running a double life, with two bowls, two names, and no shame.
Whatever her name is, the only thing Alistair and I agree on is that she needs to be found.
I should refuse to work with the witch. I should remember that I’m a programmer and he tracks missing pets with dowsing rods.
I really should not be hacking the town’s CCTV while a man in a waistcoat holds a rose quartz over my shoulder and tells me my energy is ‘very loud.’
He’s laid-back, infuriating, and far too good-looking for someone who thinks a crystal can find a cat.
The worst part? It’s working.
Such a Witchis a standalone MM one-sided enemies-to-lovers, cosy mystery romcom, with a missing cheeky cat, a lot of steam, and a small town that sells nothing but magic and happily ever afters.
Genre: Gay Romance
Every shop is painted in clashing colours that hurt your eyes, and sells either crystals, incense, furniture from India, or clothes from Tibet. Sometimes all four.
I’m here to do my aunt one favour. Run her crystal shop while she gets a new hip. Two weeks over Halloween. How hard can it be?
As it turns out, very.
Running a shop involves people. So many people. Most of them in pointy hats. And Wi-Fi that’s more of a rumour.
Then I meet Alistair Pendragon.
Yes, really. That’s his name.
He’s Glastonbury born and bred. Runs the rival crystal shop across the road. Actually believes in magic, believes he’s a witch, and believes I’m ‘just a bit tense.’
He winks at customers. He winks at me. He’s started calling me Cas.
My name is Caspian.
We are not friends. We are sworn enemies. He just hasn’t understood this yet.
Then my aunt’s black cat vanishes. Sweet, sleepy little Tiddles. Except Alistair says she’s his cat and her name is Lucifer. Apparently she’s been running a double life, with two bowls, two names, and no shame.
Whatever her name is, the only thing Alistair and I agree on is that she needs to be found.
I should refuse to work with the witch. I should remember that I’m a programmer and he tracks missing pets with dowsing rods.
I really should not be hacking the town’s CCTV while a man in a waistcoat holds a rose quartz over my shoulder and tells me my energy is ‘very loud.’
He’s laid-back, infuriating, and far too good-looking for someone who thinks a crystal can find a cat.
The worst part? It’s working.
Such a Witchis a standalone MM one-sided enemies-to-lovers, cosy mystery romcom, with a missing cheeky cat, a lot of steam, and a small town that sells nothing but magic and happily ever afters.
Genre: Gay Romance