The last thing Samantha had expected when she went to Delta Sigma Phi’s Halloween Party was that she’d end up the proud owner of a magical companion animal. But one drunken ouija board adventure later, she’s got an annoyed unicorn following her around and a binding contract with no escape clause. It’s not that she minds saving the world, it’s just she’d got better things to do… like passing midterms, or finding better blackmail on her RA (Dry dorm? What dry dorm?).