Pumpkin Bride by Jeanette Lynn

Witches and goblins and ghoulies, things that go, “EEP!” in the night. It’s Halloween!
Mallory couldn’t remember the last time she’d gotten all dolled up and loaded up on candy, embracing the spooky season spirit.
There were just a few problems with her getting her candy giving groove on.
One, the apparent lack of trick or treaters this chilly, winter wonderland living night.
Two, the guy parading around in that funky suit acting like he was going to cause trouble.
Three, if someone didn’t take this candy away from her soon there might not be any left to hand out!
The curvy, costumed witch isn’t quite ready for the town’s tales of things furry that roam around these parts to be put to the test.
One well aimed pocket full of candy, a pair of bumbling furballs, one gross misunderstanding followed by another, and Miss Mallory Allegra Bute finds herself on a one-way trip to a strange place, a land of ice and snow and beasts, colder than the small mountain town she resides in.
The Pumpkin Bride, a Lo denaii Happy Halloweenie!
In the words of a few tragically confused Lo denaii, “Tricksies and Treatsies, no chimken feetsies!”