Gastly Periwinkle had once been a witch. She held the force of the storm at her fingertips until it was taken from her by the very people she loved and protected. Wrongly accused and shunned, Gaz leaves her hometown Ghostgrove with no intention of ever looking back. Gaz has made a name for herself. Success had never been far from reach, but none of it ever mattered. No matter how hard she worked or loved, nothing ever filled the void that formed with the coven's decision to seal away her magic. Belladonna Blackstone has offered her the life she has lived without in exchange for her life's work. The world is caving in around her. Divorce, sickness, and solitude are all weighing over her. She's stuck in a mortal body she never should have had. Pain is an endurance that has stolen her optimism. She longs to be the girl she once was, but that means going home. Home to a family that didn't stand up for her when she needed it. Home to her magical counterpart who's never shown any interest in completing their bond. Home where everyone hates her. Fate has a way of taking us back to the very places that destroy us. I'm not the same teenage girl that left ten years ago. I may not wield the storm the way I used to, but it doesn't mean that it doesn't still live inside of me.