Rue the Slay

Three hundred years ago, four witches ventured into the forest to cast a protective spell against the encroaching darkness threatening their town. But they were too late.

Today, Rue Channing never saw it coming and she should have. In all her forty-something years, her visions had never failed to warn her when something bad was about to happen. Or had happened. Or might happen. Okay, her visions might not be all that predictable and they certainly wouldn't rank on her list of favorite things, but what witch gets to choose her powers anyway?

Nope. Rue was born with the ability to see whether she wanted to or not. And since she didn't, Rue carefully crafted a life for herself that included as few surprises as possible. Some might call her dull and boring, but that was just the way Rue liked things.

Until today when something happens that nothing - not even her visions - could have prepared her for. Before she can say boo, Rue finds herself kidnapped and whisked away from her tidy existence as a high school librarian to the quiet coastal town of Laurel Haven, Maine where she's expected to start a new life.

But Rue never asked for a new life and if it was all the same to the powers that be, she'd like her old one back. For someone who considered order and routine her watchwords, the sudden upheaval feels like nothing short of a nightmare.

As if the shock of her kidnapping isn't enough, Rue soon finds herself face-to-face with Ry McFadden, a man of intriguing contradictions. Gruff yet tender, fiercely private yet startlingly open, Ry is an irritation that only makes Rue's life more complicated. He might spark more chemistry than a science lab, but dating is a distraction Rue can live without.

Stuck in Laurel Haven, Rue quickly begins to uncover the truth behind her abduction, and realizes she's been brought there for a reason: to finish what her ancestors began. Now, something evil stalks the town. Something that wants Rue dead. And Ry McFadden? He might just be the missing piece to unlocking a destiny that's been waiting for centuries.