A paranormal romcom with a marigold-warm heart, a demon who's the kindest soul in the book, and a happily-ever-after nobody has to earn.
Season's Summonings Book 6
Marisol Vega can open any door in town. She's the locksmith — the keeper of everyone's thresholds, the one you call when you're locked out of your own life. But there's one door she refuses to close.
Two years ago her husband died on an ordinary Tuesday with no warning and no goodbye, and Marisol has kept a vigil ever since: the porch light burning, the front door unlocked, his side of the bed made, a place set at the table every single night. Her family calls it haunting her own house. She calls it love.
So when the veil thins toward Halloween and her family gathers to build the Day of the Dead ofrenda, Marisol reads a scorched old card by the candle she keeps for him and, careless, wishes him home — and summons Wes: the gentle, ancient doorkeeper of the Veil, who opens the door so the living get their one night with the ones they've lost… and closes it again at dawn, so grief can finally move.
He can give her the night she's begged the dark for. He cannot give her the thing she actually needs — because the "home" the rite is watching isn't her husband's return. It's hers. And neither the woman who lives at the threshold nor the doorman who's bound to it has ever once been let through to the table.
She has six days, one impossible reunion, and a door that closes at dawn on the Day of the Dead. To keep the gentlest thing that ever walked into her cold house, she'll have to do the one thing two years of locks were built to prevent — say goodbye, let the door close, and finally come home.
A standalone paranormal romcom with a marigold-warm heart, a demon who's the kindest soul in the book, and a happily-ever-after nobody has to earn. Book 6 of Season's Summonings — a demon for every holiday.
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