<p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Ever since the world birthed the race of witches there were covens to train them. Unfortunately for Poppy Ellsworth she was born in the wrong era. Covens were disbanded over a hundred years earlier and no matter how much magic she could tap into Poppy found herself slaving away at&nbsp;</span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Dead End Soups &amp; Subs</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>&nbsp;just to make her meager ends meet. Trouble was no more covens meant no training and no training led to unavoidable disasters.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Covered in soup and trying desperately not to curse herself again warlock Manon McCloud was the last person Poppy wanted to see entering her place. Just when she thought her day couldn't get any worse.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Given an ultimatum Poppy faced a difficult decision. Either she would decide to help the dark and mysterious men she'd always steered clear of or her magic could become a severe liability and she stood to lose everything.</span></p>