The Witch Thing

I accidentally almost killed someone with magic.
My mother disappeared right after.
And now I'm stuck in England with the grandmother she spent sixteen years warning me about.

Tabetha Clarke is rich, terrifying, suspiciously wrinkle-free, and lives in a mansion full of silent servants who disappear when nobody's looking. Literally.

Then there's the cat.
The demon accusations.
The midnight exorcisms.
And the tiny little issue of my magic feeding off living things.

Apparently, that's bad.

Now everyone's acting like I'm either destined to become the most powerful witch in the family... or the reason it finally destroys itself.

Personally, I'd just like one normal day and maybe a waffle that doesn't come with emotional trauma.