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Humans never knew how magic folks party. Until now.

Halloween is Christmas on steroids if you're of a magical persuasion, which isn't my claim to fame. I'm more of an apprentice of sorts. Oh, not to be magical, that's a born-with-it talent, but when I started waiting tables at a local pier bar, at sixteen, guess who discovered she won the world's weirdest and most exclusive lottery? I, Cleopatra O'Keefe, am a Keeper.

Which will probably kill me sooner rather than later.

Now I'm fixin' to debut as a bartender on my twenty-first birthday—which falls on Halloween—in the magical's hidden bar, serving drinks that could kill me if they explode. Yikes. Lined up for the party are Greek gods, big scary shifters, and witches with crap attitudes. Add in a bunch of huge blue mer people with long, lethal knives and a herd of tiny fairies with murderous skills. Easy peasy, right?

Magicals barely tolerate humans, except for one speedo-clad god who has the serious hots for me. I swear, if I survive the night, it'll be a miracle with a side of mayhem.

Good thing I've got a magic book and an attitude. I'll need both.