Since when did magic come with an age limit? Sixty is the new sorcery, people!
A feisty crone, a snarky cat, and a whole lotta magical chaos—welcome to Silver Island, where the tea is hot, the gossip is hotter, and the spells sometimes backfire spectacularly.
Ginnie Sullivan, at the fabulous age of 64, has the witchy life all figured out. She’s Silver Island’s go-to gal for potions, hexes, and a side of sass. Sure, her familiar, Mabon, is a fluffy dictator with a snark streak longer than the mainland ferry route, but that’s par for the broomstick, right?
Enter Morgan, Ginnie’s long-lost niece, fresh off a runaway bride stunt that would make a soap opera blush. The groom? A smug warlock from Maine’s magical elite. His family? Rich, ruthless, and ready to hex anyone who crosses them. And the kicker? Morgan’s made off with a mystical amulet that’s basically a magical nuke in the wrong hands.
Now, Ginnie’s quiet island life is toast. Her nightmare half-sister Katherine blows in like a category-five storm, armed with guilt trips and wedding favors. The groom and his magical mafia aren’t far behind, demanding the amulet or else. Suddenly, Ginnie’s cozy little world is ground zero for spells, shouting matches, and maybe a fireball or two.
With Mabon delivering sarcastic commentary like it’s his full-time job, Ginnie’s got to dig deep into her magical mojo to outwit her scheming family, keep her niece from becoming Mrs. Warlock Wannabe, and save her island from turning into a magical war zone.
Because if sixty is the new sorcery, Ginnie’s not going down without a fight—or at least a few epic comebacks.