Lydia Grace isn’t lighting candles for closure. She’s lighting them for karmic extraction, spiritual domination, and full-on energetic war. As a High Priestess of Hexual Warfare™ (yes, trademark pending), Lydia’s altar is her battlefield—and this time, the mirror is pointed inward.

In this second installment, Lydia’s spells hit harder, her roster of chaotic clients hits weirder, and the spirits? They're petty, paid, and watching closely. One client accidentally summons a demon via TikTok. Another wants to be Lydia’s footstool to atone for his crimes against women. And somewhere in between, Lydia gets crowned by Gremory herself while deciding whether or not to hex the entire algorithm. (Spoiler: she lights the candle.)

This book is for you if you’ve ever blocked someone mid-moon ritual, whispered “return to sender” with lip gloss on, or had to spiritually detox from a man who thought your aura meant “available.” It’s divine feminine rage, sacred satire, and full-body spiritual comedy wrapped in real ritual mechanics and emotional catharsis.

Tropes include: cord-cutting chaos, glow-down exes, altar room seductions, ancestral side-eye, spiritual besties, luxury-level spellwork, demon encounters with good lighting, and mirror portals to your higher self. Come for the hexes. Stay for the laws. And don’t worry—every candle has consequences.