Kitchenette witch Angie Wilson clocked out at the Rolling Rhino Coffee Shack, ready for a night of comfy pants, snuggling with her bunny Princess Fiona and a Hot Pocket. Her night off is canceled when a psychic vision shows her a teenage girl hunted by Shadows—entities infiltrating the 21st century to end a war humanity began ages before Earth formed.

Angie's boyfriend, Cullen, is big and doofy, but he treats her like a princess. So here she is on the steps of the spooky old theater from her vision, watching Cullen finagle his Phaser gun from his starship—oh yeah, he's a starship commander from the 61st century. Descended from fragmented magickal bloodlines, their love kindles magicks that once ignited suns and could be the key to humanity's survival.

When a Shadow missile bears down on Earth, Cullen jumps into his vintage Scimitar starfighter. He is determined to lure the missile into the Sun, knowing the cost of saving humanity could be his life with Angie and their unborn daughter. You know what? Not happening! Angie Wilson's no damsel in distress. She has star fire and primal magick in her veins, and these crusty, dusty Shadows just pushed her too far!