<h2><b>They say you learn something new every day<em>. . .</em></b><br></h2><h4><em>I learned that reality tv isn't real.</em><br></h4><h4>To undo the curse that was placed on my family centuries ago, I must compete in the human game show called <em>Modern Day Witch Hunt</em>.<br></h4><h4>The prize: Mother Shipton's grimoire.</h4><h4>The irony: only a spell from its pages can reverse the hex.<br></h4><h4>The stakes: my family will lose all their magical ability without that spell.<br></h4><h4>All I need is a new hairstyle, a new name, and a complete personality change—<em>easy, right?</em><br></h4><h4>Throw in a fake-ass broom and a black cat with a little magic, and I have this competition in the bag.<br></h4><h4>Nothing is going to stop me from winning back my family's long-lost grimoire.</h4><h4><em>Nothing</em>. . .<b><br></b></h4><h4><b>Except maybe the asshole whose family hexed mine.<br></b></h4><h3><b>WARNING: This is a reverse harem comedy starring a witch-bitch turned hippie, a sexy 'on-screen' coach, one arch rival with a wand up his ass, a few surprises, and plenty of spells waiting to go wrong.</b><br></h3>