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A Midsummer Night's Wonky: A Cozy Witch Mystery (Wonky Inn Book 12)

✍ Scribed by Jeannie Wycherley


Book ID
110634779
Publisher
Bark at the Moon Books
Year
2021
Tongue
English
Weight
559 KB
Series
Wonky Inn Book 12
Category
Fiction
ASIN
B08Y929H23

No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.

✦ Synopsis


It’s midsummer in Whittlecombe and Alfhild Daemonne is hosting a wedding.

Observing the celebrations, poor Finbarr is feeling lovelorn.

What’s a little Irish witch to do?

Raiding Millicent Ballicott's potion cupboard and causing chaos would not be Alf’s first choice if she had any kind of say in the matter. Unfortunately, she doesn’t.

Needless to say, she’s not entirely happy when one of Finbarr’s pixies unleashes magical mayhem and mischievous mix-ups galore.

As usual Alf has her work cut out trying to restore order inside her Wonky Inn. There are wedding bells in her future, but for whom will they ring?


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