Wes Rockville, a disgraced law enforcement agent, is given one last chance to prove himself and save his career when he’s reassigned to a 232 year old secret government organization. The Witches Protection Program.
His first assignment: uncover a billion-dollar Cosmetics company’s diabolical plan of using witchcraft for global domination, while protecting its heiress Morgan Pendragon from her aunt’s evil deeds.
Reluctantly paired with veteran witch protector, Alastair Verne, Wes must learn to believe in both witches and himself.
Filled with adventure, suspense and a rousing good time, Michael Phillip Cash creates a tongue-in-cheek alternate reality where witches cast spells and wreak havoc in modern day New York City.
Published: May 2015
This is one of those fun reads that is the perfect distraction from our often too serious lives. We have witches, both good and bad, a secret organization that protects the good ones, a clueless detective, magic, action, humor, and a sprinkle of romance. Boredom should not be an issue with this story.
“I’m talking about broom-flying, caldron-stirring, soul-sucking, mean-spirited witches who wreak havoc on society.”
The cast of characters is entertaining, though not as developed as I’d have liked. I didn’t feel I knew the main characters well enough. I loved Junie, who is a minor character with a larger-than-life personality.
A squat woman wearing a polyester skirt and a vestlike apron covered in shamrocks walked down an alley of containers, a clipboard under her arm and a pen designed to look like a tree branch in her gnarled hand.
The plot kept me intrigued and had some good twists along the way. But I also felt there were some holes, or maybe more like unexplained, unanswered questions. For instance, the use of magic and its limitations seemed arbitrary. At times, when magic would have been an easy fix to a situation, it wasn’t used. Other times, magic was used to the extreme. I wasn’t clear on what could or couldn’t be done, or what, if any, the rules were.
Looking down at her wand, she watched it pulse weakly, knowing her brand of magic was nothing against a giant like Pendragon. Suddenly Junie was afraid – very afraid.
This is a quick, enjoyable read that, despite my complaints, kept me engaged throughout.
Thanks for reading. 🙂