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IT'S ALWAYS THE HUSBAND

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Also by Robyn Peterman:

Magically Delicious, November 2016
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Romancing the Paranormal, May 2015
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Three Southern Beaches, July 2014
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How Hard Can It Be, January 2013
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Magically Delicious
Robyn Peterman

Magic and Mayhem #4
Self Published
November 2016
On Sale: November 15, 2016
ISBN: 1539851745
EAN: 9781539851745
Kindle: B01MA3LASM
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Romance Paranormal

What does a hungry, pregnant witch do when her whole freaking town goes on a no carb diet?

I’ll tell you what. She goes on the sly and conjures up some anchovy-chocolate chunk cookies dipped in hot sauce— that’s what.

Of course my cheating gets complicated when all of the magic in the world goes on the fritz. To solve that particular wrinkle, I’ll have to finally find the source of the lurking evil.

Easier said than done. Maybe if I wasn’t pregnant and starving, I could deal with the nasty old witch who resides in a gingerbread house. Add in carb eating fairies who speak French and three rotund familiars who enjoy defacing property with profane graffiti, and what you get is almost more trouble than I can handle in my baby baking condition.

I’m still not convinced I won’t be giving birth to puppies since the smokin’ hot father of my babies is a werewolf, and NO ONE has given me ANY concrete proof to the contrary. Getting knocked up by the werewolf of my dreams was all kinds of awesome in practice, but the reality of becoming a mother scares me more than Baba Yaga’s horrendous 1980’s wardrobe.

Monstrous decisions with enormous ramifications are best handled with meticulous planning—or in my case—after eating a giant mustard slathered jelly doughnut. Neither of those options is possible at the moment, but since there is no way I’m bringing my children into a magicless world, winging it will just have to work.

Wait… Was that a contraction I just felt?

Goddess help us all…

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