Secret Maps from Witch Island

A locked library. An uninvited guest. A puppy stranded on a cliff no one could possibly climb.

Lizzie Blackwell is finally starting to belong on Witch Island, the island no map can find. She's casting daily balancing spells, (sort of) learning to levitate, and helping her sister Jane plan the town's first Harvest Festival in years.

Then a hiker turns up dead behind a locked door, a stranger no one invited to an island that runs on invitations. The sheriff rules it an accidental caffeine overdose and catches the ferry home. Lizzie isn't buying it. Neither is the island, where the weather’s turned strange and her spells keep misfiring.

The trail winds from small-batch espresso to secret tunnels to maps that were never meant to exist, and every clue points to one of her new neighbors. With the festival days away, a killer one step from finishing what they started, and a golden retriever puppy following her every move, Lizzie must set a trap underground, before the person who's been hiding in plain sight slips away for good.

The second witty installment in The Lizzie Blackwell Files, brimming with sisterly bonds, coastal Maine charm, a golden retriever with a nose for trouble, and magic that runs deeper than the tide.