Maddy Savanna

The last time witchy car mechanic Victoria Fox did magic, she nearly blew up half a street. Oops. No more magic for her, but is a witch who doesn't do magic still a witch?

Well, she does have a kitty familiar named Professor Studmuffin Salvitore III. She also has a knack for inviting magical trouble to her shop's doorstep.

Like her business rival who shows up and offers her a deal. A tempting deal, but she shuts the door in his face anyway. Moments later, his star employee drops dead.

All roads lead to Victoria as the murderer. The problem? She didn't do it. The other problem? Almost no one believes her.

It's now up to her and her kitty familiar to prove she's innocent. Tiptoeing closer to the truth could put them both in danger though. And it might just take a lead paw on the gas pedal to get them out.

Witchy Business Mysteries is created by Maddy Savanna, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Witchy Business Mysteries Series

"Relax," I told them. "It's just Other Me. I'm relatively harmless. I think." A shiver wound up my spine and squeezed anyway though. It was still eerie seeing me like this. 


Out in the parking lot, Chauffeur Ethen didn't seem to notice a thing. His pose hadn't changed, one hand lifted to block the floodlight's glare and the other clutched to his phone at his ear. 


Cass stepped forward to look inside her cauldron. "There's some inside. Hurry, um, Other Victoria." 


Other Me swept forward in a sea of shadows, bent to pick up the sixth empty cup, and scooped some of the potion up inside. She downed it without hesitation. Other Me was a lot braver than I was. 


"Now what?" Forever asked, still shrinking away from Other Me. "Did it work?" 


"Not quite. I have to read the spell." I fished out the folded yellow paper from my pocket and cleared my throat. Even though I had the spell memorized, my voice wobbled with nerves since this spell wasn't like any other I'd ever done. "'Dear Time, 


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