Someday my Witch Will Come by Daisy Prescott

You know those little girls who dress up as Disney princesses in the bright, shimmery costumes and dream about their prince rescuing them?
That was never me.
In this story, it’s the witch who saves the prince.
Ever since I joined the Wicked Society, my tarot readings are always about sacrifice for the greater good and martyrdom. In other words, any day now I’m going to lose something or someone I love. Evidently, my spirit guides are the ride or die types.
For years, I’ve asked the cards the same question about my crush. Will Tate Winthrop fall in love with me? The answer is always someday.
As in someday Tate will love me back.
Someday there won’t be a group of witches using dark magic to destroy our coven.
Someday I’ll stop having the same dream about a handsome prince with long, blond dreadlocks kissing a woman wearing a sparkly, poofy ball gown.
Someday my witch will come.