Vanilla Bean Vampire (Pie-Jinks, #1)

THE BLUEBERRY PIE exploded the second my knife touched the
perfectly golden crust, splattering oven-warm violet goo everywhere.
And I do mean everywhere .
“Oak! Cardamom!” I yelled. “Seriously?”
All I got in response was giggling, echoing from somewhere in the
direction of the living room. They might have been assigned to be my
bakery helpers by Prince Forrest of the Autumn Court, but their
agreement didn’t say they couldn’t play any tricks on me.