When I’m selected to be the Supernaturalette, I think it’s finally my time to find love.

But apparently? This is a special season of the show.

Supernaturalette: Fuck Up Edition.

Twenty-five men are competing for my hand in marriage. Twenty-five broken, eccentric men.

Everything from a man-eating tree to a vegetarian wendigo to a garden gnome.

And me, a witch with a penchant for lighting herself—and others—on fire.

Let the introductions begin.


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