Of all the things I learned about in Italian kitchens, nothing quite compares to the espresso and blood love spell. My nonna Fanny and aunts still delight in telling me about it, mostly to watch ...

I needed to concentrate on this love spell. The pink tealight next to me flickered back and forth, distracting me from my target. I shook it out of my head and turned back to the quartz ...

I think love spells work only on individuals who are susceptible ... I remember a case of an Italian woman who used to live in Bel-Air Makati. She had an incubus lover, and would enjoy having ...