Magical Murder

You’d hate your mom too, if she put a cursing curse on you. Yeah. I can’t curse out loud. Ever. So when I get accused of murdering a vampire, the best I’ve got is, “Mother duck!” It gets even bleeping better when I find out my arse of an ex-boyfriend is leading the investigation against me. Have I fantasized about being chained up by a hot dragon shifter? Yeah, but not like this. I mean, how am I supposed to prove I didn’t kill Georgina the loudmouth buttface? I'm a wingless fairy without a stinkin' scrap of power in a town full of supernaturals. Who’s gonna believe me? If I don't want to spend a lifetime in a fudgin' dungeon, I’m gonna have to find the real killer, and fast. Unfortunately, the further I dig, the more motives I find. Georgina didn’t make a lot of friends. To top it all off, I meet the world’s sexiest vamp. And guess what? I think he did it. Fate's a freaking beach.