A cozy witchy read and on nothing less than the subject of true love and soulmates. Just the way I like them.
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While I may not have the swagger or power of your everyday witch, I’ve come to realize that what I can do is still pretty badass: I can see true love.
I don’t mean the chocolate-covered, mushy-gushy signs of love, but real, destined-to-happen happy endings. All I need is five seconds of eye contact, and I’ll envision anyone’s soul mate.
I’m a matchmaker. (c)
Q:
Sirens are notoriously manipulative, probably because their gift comes with an expiration date. It is physically impossible to be so beautiful and powerful their entire lives, so they are forced to rely on a concentrated dose of influence. Ivy, being the one-woman brain trust that she is, decided to use up her power in high school; a poor choice if you ask me. Why be a world leader or cure cancer when you can spend your time standing on top of human pyramids and lying underneath idiotic football players? (c)
Q:
Someday I will get out of here and meet someone amazing and live happily ever after. Or not. In which case I’ll move in with Amani and her future husband and force them to adopt me. (c)
Q:
After all, baking is really not so different from magic. Both require a basic understanding of the craft; a willingness to experiment and manipulate an existing selection of variables and ingredients. Balance, patience, and creativity are needed from both witches and bakers, and isn’t the perfect recipe just an edible spell? (c)
Q:
Two years ago, I was cornered at night by a vampire who was afraid he’d just drained the love of his life. Spoiler alert: he had. I remember the blood on his lips as he came at me, furious at my confirmation. Luckily, I had mace in my pocket... (c)
Q:
...wanting someone based on something as trivial and fleeting as social standing is so empty and sad... (c)
Q:
They try to look casual, pretending not to see the object of their affection, but they may as well be lifting their shirts to get his attention.
“Wow, it’s like your own paparazzi, only less subtle,” I say, giving the girls a wave. They scowl back. Delightful.
“Yeah, it’s the reason I get out of bed in the morning,” he deadpans. “So where can I meet you?” (c)
Q:
“So you accept witchcraft as reality, but you draw the line at matchmaking?” (c)
Q:
If you are lucky enough to find love, you should celebrate it. You should shout it from the rooftops, or sing it in a song, or compete in a reality show to make your dream comes true. You shouldn’t let love pass by unnoticed, especially because there are many who will never experience it. Like this girl right here. (c)
Q:
“You guys are joking, right?”
Amani and I share a glance. “I think you’d know if we were telling jokes,” I say.
“Yeah, we’re really funny people,” Amani replies. (c)
Q:
So we almost got eaten alive, so what? Somehow being around a bunch of monsters made me feel like more of a person. (c)
Q:
“Where are you? It sounds like there’s hyenas mauling each other in the background.”
“Nah, just a couple of vamps hooking up.”
“Oh. So you’re in a bordello?”
“Yup. Just a regular Monday night.” (c)
Q:
“You never know what you’re getting into when you fall in love, but that doesn’t mean you avoid the jump.” (c)
Q:
I know people say you should live every day like it’s your last, but sometimes it’s nice to do absolutely nothing; the lack of activity recharges you for whatever lies ahead. (c)