Some covers promise magic. Some promise romance. And some, like this disasterpiece, promise a Photoshop migraine served with a side of greasy paranormal fries. Witched and Hitched in Seattle is less “bewitching love story” and more “mid-tier sitcom promo poster made with free trial software.”

Let’s start with the happy couple. She’s grinning in her neon floral cocktail dress like she just got cast in a toothpaste commercial. He, meanwhile, looks like he’d rather be literally anywhere else — possibly back at the parking garage where his car is getting towed. Together, they radiate all the chemistry of coworkers reluctantly posing for an HR diversity flyer.

Then comes the pièce de résistance: the fireball of awkwardness. Our heroine is blasting some kind of off-brand wizard flame from her hand, but instead of looking magical, it looks like she’s about to deep-fry his suit sleeve. Is this true love or a lawsuit waiting to happen? The sparks aren’t flying — unless you count the kind that require a fire extinguisher.

But what really fries the brain is the subtitle: The Case of the Phantom Spy and the Haunted French Fry. Yes, you read that right. Somewhere, a cursed curly fry is waiting to strike terror into the hearts of readers. Forget eldritch horror, forget dark conspiracies — we’re battling demonized side dishes. It’s Scooby-Doo with indigestion, and it’s impossible to take seriously.

Typography? Don’t worry, that’s a mess too. Witched and Hitched staggers across the page in distressed Halloween fonts stolen from a Spirit store clearance bin. Above it, the tagline attempts noir gravitas with “It takes two to solve a murder right.” Sorry, cover, but no. You can’t serve me haunted fast food and expect me to believe this is gritty crime-solving.

And the background? A soup of smoky swirls, bats, and lightning-blue glows. It looks like a Windows 95 screensaver got stuck in paranormal limbo.

The final result: not magical, not romantic, not mysterious. Just an overcooked Photoshop casserole of clashing tones, cursed snacks, and fonts that should have stayed in 2007.

Verdict: The only thing truly haunted here is the design. And possibly the French fry.