Windstorm

Believe in witches, for sometimes you need magic to ward off the evil in darkness.

It was my junior year at Hawthorne University when Mira dealt me a reversed Lovers card. That meant trouble in paradise. I thought nothing of it until Alondra introduced me to a new witch from outside our coven-Enora. Enora's precisely the sort of witch you'd call wicked. Even worse, she used to be in love with my boyfriend. 

I just wanted a normal year. But as our leader fought illness, I fought with my friends trying to hold the Hawthorne coven together. I felt abandoned. And my loneliness dropped me into trances where I wandered the dark forest alone. These altered states were created by my magic, but I learned that they were spurred on by something far more sinister. 

Where did this evil come from? The wicked witch? The old devil? I had to find out because it threatened the people I love.