A haunted salon, a broody bear shifter, and one very bad hair day. Can magic fix this mess?

Will I let a swoony bear shifter help me face my past, fix my magic, and save Castor's Corner-again? Ugh. Probably. But I don't have to like it. See, Castor's Corner is special. Magical. And a total pain in my perfectly-toned witchy behind. Some people think I'm just a small-town stylist with a flair for facials and fabulous blowouts. Okay, yes-I'm a goddess with a curling iron, and yes, beauty does matter. But my true gift? Helping people feel like the best version of themselves, inside and out. Magic through makeovers, baby. Still, I'm more than just a killer cut and color. I'm one-third of the trifecta protecting our supernatural town. And lately? Things have been hectic. Ever since we accidentally let down the barrier, we've had a parade of paranormal drama: spooky new neighbors, a mystery ghost in the salon, my new grumpy familiar who hates my guts, and Donny-the seven-foot-tall, croissant-baking, brown-eyed bear shifter who makes me feel all kinds of things I do not have time for. Did I mention he's the only one who can help me channel my out-of-whack powers and save my maybe-grandpa from Purgatory? Now there's a blood moon rising just in time for the town's Halloween Bash, and chaos is coming for us in a glittery, cursed, candy-coated storm. So yeah. My BFFs and I have one job: protect the town. Again. Easy. If I can keep my hands off the Bear.