A Hidden Witch's Spell for Making a Tiny Giant Mighty

This morning, I'm worried I might lose my business and my flat. This afternoon? I'm worried I might be losing my mind...

I've been struggling to keep my little bookshop afloat for years, and closure seems inevitable—until a mysterious letter arrives on my doorstep. Apparently, I've inherited a crumbling hotel from a grandmother I never even knew, complete with long-term residents who redefine "quirky." Especially Silas—the brooding, infuriatingly hot recluse who always wears black and never opens the curtains.

In a moment of frustration, I slip on my grandmother's old mood ring. Pro tip? Maybe don't try on emotionally reactive magical jewellery while having a meltdown—unless you want your kitchen to catch fire.

That's when things get properly weird.

Turns out, the hotel is a magical portal. Not just to one world… but many. And someone—or something—is willing to do anything to take it.

Now I'm fighting for my new home, my found family, and a future I never asked for… armed with zero training and a flair for chaos.