Meredith Spies

The Devil May Care Meredith Spies

RowanLess than two weeks till the winter solstice and somehow it's my fault the witches have misplaced their damned bells. If they weren't such jerks about demon-borns being part of the Grand Council and their plans, maybe they wouldn't need to use the stupid things anyway. But until they're ready to admit that without us, there'd be no them, I guess they're out of luck. It's just dirty pool to send Whitaker Frost, scion of the Frost witch clan, one of the lead Council members behind the Revelation movement, and sexiest man alive ohmygods to my shop when I've been accused of hiding those damned bells and endangering the witches' annual winter solstice ritual to maintain their powers and ruin the planned Revelation to the humans in the process. Whitaker No matter what Rowan thinks, I haven't forgotten our encounter at the summer solstice, and I know for a fact he hasn't either. The way he looks at me when he sees me in his shop just before the winter solstice is enough to set me on fire without the help of any of his demon magic. I don't blame him for being hesitant with me-I am a witch, after all, and witches have been doing their damnedest for centuries to keep demon-born out of magical communities and gatherings and now, the planned Revelation. I wish he'd understand that I not only want him in the council, but in my bed, my life... The Devil May Care has witches, demons, faeries, enemies to lovers to friends who are lovers, and a happy ever after.