Hedge Witches Lonely Hearts Club: Book One
When a coven of hedge witches casts a spell for their hearts’ desires, the world turns upside down.
Bartholomew Baker is afraid to hope for his heart’s true desire—the gregarious woodworker who sells his wares next to Bartholomew at the local craft fairs—so he writes the spell for his baking business to thrive and allow him to quit his office job. He’d rather pour his energy into emotionally gratifying pastry! But the magic won’t allow him to lie, even to himself, and the spellcasting has unexpected consequences.
For two years Lachlan has been flirting with Bartholomew, but the shy baker with the beautiful gray eyes runs away whenever their conversation turns personal. He’s about to give up hope… and then Bartholomew rushes into a convention in the midst of a spellcasting disaster of epic proportions.
Suddenly everybody wants a taste of Bartholomew’s baked goods—and Bartholomew himself. Lachlan gladly jumps on for the ride, enduring rioting crowds and supernatural birds for a chance with Bartholomew. Can Bartholomew overcome the shyness that has kept him from giving his heart to Lachlan?
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A coven of witches who are close friends? Cool. They all live in the same cul de sac? Very cool. They mess up a spell unintentionally? Give me more! Except…there was SO little background on the major players, it was really hard to feel invested in them at all.
Bartholomew is the first to experience magic gone wrong when his baked goods are causing people to fall in love with him. Luckily- his crush Lachlan- helps him get out of the jam. Oh Lachlan has a crush on him too? Cute.
Except there were no sparks. No lovie dovie eyes at each other. I know that they were thrown in to this big ole magic gone wrong thing which they are trying to fix, but there was just nothing there for me.
Bartholomew went from totally awkward, can’t even look at Lachlan, nervous virgin to “omg let’s have sex in the kitchen right now!”. It was just kind of hard to reconcile one with the other.
Sadly, this was a miss for me.
