The Halloween Mystery Spell

An old contract between their grandmothers binds Amelia to cast one spell a year for Marina, and she has never once enjoyed it. But a frantic phone call followed by silence is far worse than an unwelcome visitor, and Amelia can't simply wait and see.

All she and Alder wanted was one kiss without an audience. A cheeky detour into a very private garden gives them all the privacy they could wish for, right up until they meet its owner.

A recluse nobody liked, and a long line of tradespeople who liked him even less. A peculiar collection of tiny winged dolls. A Halloween fair, a costume ball, and a sheep onesie Amelia would rather forget. A grandfather clock the cats won't go near, a house that won't stop watching Rings of Power, an evil cat with a grudge, and a former taxidermied cat who happens to be the best babysitter in Bayberry Creek.

In Bayberry Creek, Halloween never arrives without a murder. This year it has brought a disappearance as well, and Amelia has a nasty feeling the two are connected.