Page 1 of If The Shoe Fits

prologue

Welcome to Castor’s Corner!

This magical Jersey Shore town is home to a variety of supernatural creatures, and it’s the one place on the East Coast where we can live out in the open.

You see, the human world doesn’t know about us, and most supers have to hide in plain sight.

But not us. We’ve been chosen by the Goddess and blessed with our very own trio of powerful Witches who keep us safe.

They’re called the Witch Trifecta.

But this story is not about them. It’s about the rest of us.

The townies.

Or, well, one townie in particular.

Me.

Madora Troy. Your narrator.

It seems I’ve been waiting my whole life to discover my heart’s truest desire.

Trepidation, uncertainty, and a million other things are to blame for me not finding it, I suppose.

But really, the fault is mine. Morality can be a real SOB when you’re a natural born Witch. I’m always checking my temper and trying to do good.

But sometimes a Witch just has to stand up for herself.

Sometimes it’s the only choice a Witch has.

But when she finally does,well, then she can get everything she’s ever wanted.

At least, I sure hope so.

chapter one

Ihate to be so cliché, but there is a reason everyone hates Mondays.

First off, my cat left a turd in my favorite, most comfortable pair of loafers.

Don’t judge me.

I’m basically a high school teacher, and loafers are practical.

Besides, these are Betsey Johnson. And they are cute as fuck.

They’re a bright purple leather with a bunch of multicolor flowers, hearts and skulls painted all over them.

Cool, right?

Snort.

Second, I’m single and it sucks.

Now I can deal with ignoring my sexy new Wolf Shifter boss. I mean, he doesn’t even know I’m alive, so that should make it easy peasy.

But the thing is, it doesn’t matter if he’s aware of me or not.

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