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With Violet's identity revealed to her closest allies, the time has come for her to embrace who she is. But who is she anyway? Witch? Angel? Demon? None of the above? Meanwhile, Daddy Dearest is busy gathering a powerful force to stage a coup in Heaven, while Violet and the crew have to harness her powers and teach her to use them before he succeeds.

By day, Violet is a supposed charlatan running a potion shop in New Orleans and catering to drunk tourists who want to take a walk on the wild side. By night, she's a Potion Master, a rare, magical being whose shop straddles the portal to Earth and Hell, slinging potions to magical beasts who only come out at night. She's also the protector of both, a neutral being who carefully navigates the Accords between oblivious humans and the creatures who wouldn't mind snacking on them. Unfortunately for both sides, Violet is terrible at her job.

With her life a weird mess right now, Violet has no one to turn to. Az is still in hiding, and she's never been able to trust Max. Lucifer has offered a shoulder, but Violet knows better than to trust the original Serpent and her brand spanking new employer. Doesn't she? As the hunt for the creature who escaped the boundaries continues, more Potionsmasters meet their ends. But when someone she definitely shouldn't trust offers her a cryptic clue, Violet has to decide if her life is worth the truth. Can she endanger everyone she loves and the entire world to save her own hide?

When a missing box of lye from Ivy’s store links her to a murder, Ivy will have to pull out all the stops to maintain her squeaky-clean image. With a smart-mouthed skeleton as her sidekick, she takes on the case as she tries to figure out who in the world would want to implicate her in such a serious crime. But other forces are at play and a business rival sees this as a good opportunity to put her out of business for good. On the other hand, the librarian Ivy’s had a crush on for ages finally pulls his head out of his books long enough to see her as more than a soapmaker.