Limbs whipped across my face as twigs snapped beneath my bare feet. A cold autumn wind brushed across my naked legs. I couldn't remember how long I'd been running, long enough to cause my lungs to gasp for more air. As for how far I'd gotten? Not far enough. I could still hear their robes rustling against the leaves. The witches of Adair Hollow were closing in on me. Arabella, a natural born witch, seeks a quiet simple life in the home of her deceased aunt. But the goddess has other plans for her. Evil witches and a sexy green eyed familiar are thrust upon her erasing any ideas of peace she'd entertained. Compelled to do the right thing she seeks a way to put a stop to the evil that plagues her new found home. If she can come out of it without sub coming to the forces of darkness perhaps she can find that peace she so desperately seeks. And maybe love too?