The veil wasn’t hiding magic. It was hiding her from herself

I spent my life writing magic like it was fiction.

Cute theory.

Then the tarot started answering too clearly, the dreams stopped feeling like dreams, and New Orleans began doing what New Orleans does best: making the impossible feel inconveniently normal.

Not My First Apocalypse is a cinematic witchy romantasy for readers who love grown heroines, slow-burn past-life tension, ancient magic, tarot, intuition, found family chaos, secret orders, and books that feel like a movie in your head.

If you’ve been looking for a fantasy romance with a forty-five-year-old heroine, New Orleans magic, witchy atmosphere, and a woman who is officially done being talked out of what she knows, welcome.

The veil is thinning.
Try to look surprised.