Almost Like Magic

I've seen and healed it all-from spectral wounds to hexes-but when my sworn enemies showed up on my doorstep, I was more than ready to break my vow to do no harm. Especially when the Hills claimed they were there to "save me."I'm no damsel in distress. My wits and knives are plenty sharp, thank you very much.But it can't be a coincidence that the night the Hills arrived, a dark magic breached the silver-and-iron barrier around my home, right? Now I'm fleeing the one place I've always felt safe, criss-crossing the Midwest with the gods damned traitors at my side, searching for who-or what-is hunting me.The closer I get to the truth, the more I realize the evil isn't set on merely killing me. My blood will unleash something far worse into the world.Perfect for fans of Supernatural, enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, and smart, stabby heroines

The dust has barely settled around Sage Creek after the attempted Wild Hunt at Yule, and the locals have once again brushed it off as nothing more than a "winter storm for the books."I know better, though. And I know how much those events changed me.When an unexpected tracker shows up at Eight-Fold Acres-someone I didn't expect to see again-he unlocks a spectral mystery unlike anything our community has seen for decades, unearthing secrets the Pikes will do anything to keep buried.My friends are ready to help at any cost, and look to me for leadership. My own family has warned me to leave it be, and the consequences of disobeying could revoke my status as guardian of my beloved home.Cole always teases that I'm not a tracker… Not a witch… But as I fight to save my home, I'm not so sure any of that's true anymore. Jill Corddry started telling stories at an early age and hasn't stopped since. She has four books published (so far!) in the Almost Like Magic series, and a collection of intertwined short stories. She also has short stories published in several anthologies, including Krampusnacht: Twelve Nights of Krampus, an anthology by World Weaver Press. These days, Jill writes in between taking care of twin boys and dodging rain in the Pacific Northwest. She is a member of the Pacific Northwest Writers Association.