The Seven Year Witch

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To Kelli, for always being there for me exactly when I needed it most. You’re an awesome CP and an even better friend. Love ya, chickie.

And to Sasha, the best editor in the whole world, and breaker of a certain werewolf’s heart. Someday your epic love affair will come to pass. Someday…

Nothing sucked more than having your soul on a seven-year layaway plan. No, scratch that. Having the layaway plan on the brink of expiration? That really blew the big one.

Her exhale loaded with extra weariness, Clarissa Miles turned her Miata down the rutted path that was trying to pass itself off as an actual road. There were a million and one more productive things she could be doing than destroying her shocks on the dusty back roads of Georgia, looking for a nonexistent address. But no matter how many times she reminded herself of that little factoid, she kept repeating this pointless mission.

The reason? Her damn fixation with tracking down Seventy-seven West Seventh Street. Locating it had become something worse than an all-consuming obsession in the three months since receiving the letter from Seven that called in the marker on her life.

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