Twisting Twilight
When a side quest in Elfame becomes more than you bargained for, do you 1) befriend a vicious fairy cat to guard your back, 2) make a deal with a dragon to become your chauffeur, or 3) extort an entire fae nation in order to claim a cursed mirror from an equally cursed castle?
With time ticking down to the demon’s midnight deadline and my brother’s eternal imprisonment, what’s a primal witch like me gonna do?
Pick all three, duh.
And then run like a hellhound just decided I'm its next chew toy.
This time, I’m escaping the Court of Beasts instead of Hawthorne Manor, and I’m not alone. My familiar, the Crafting Circle ladies, and two old men each have a part to play in this mission to claim the Wandering Mirror, free my brother, and save Redbud from the Stag Man.
Guided across the hostile and enchanting countryside by an insecure, stuttering scholar, we face more than one trial, strain more than one friendship, uncover ancient secrets, and forge new destinies.
And return to take back what’s ours, especially a stolen fated mate bond to a certain lumber snack.
Twisting Twilight is the Happily Ever After that concludes the Homesteader Hearth Witch Series, but the Tales of Redbud are far from over.

Cozy Pairings

Witches Brew is an earthy and softly floral fragrance that opens with warm clove and gentle spice, creating an immediate sense of familiarity. At its heart, delicate violet brings a subtle sweetness that lifts and softens the richness of dark patchouli. The base is deep and grounding, with smoky, woodsy notes that linger in the air, balanced by a soft warmth. Smooth and atmospheric, this scent feels both comforting and a little unexpected, blending warmth, earth, and soft florals into something subtly captivating.
Why we chose this: A witch on the run from her own coven, hiding in a small Indiana town with a cursed grimoire in her farmhouse crawlspace, a pain-in-the-butt familiar, pixies in the walls, and a lumberjack shifter she is absolutely not daydreaming about. Witches Brew carries the earthy, cottagecore warmth of a series where old magic keeps arriving uninvited at the most inconvenient possible moments, the scent of a farmhouse hearth where something is always simmering and the wards are always being tested. It is the candle for every book in this series. Light this candle and let the grounding warmth of patchouli and clove fill the room like a cozy farmhouse on a rainy afternoon where the grimoire is locked in the basement and the cider is almost ready.