I turn from Kiarr and place my hand on the marble angel's carved one. The graves around me flip upside down and sideways. I feel like I'm falling through an endless black hole. I clench my teeth to keep from screaming and close my eyes. God, this is just like the first time.Pinpricks jab along ever
"To hide the herbs and plants they were using," I say before I realize my mouth is open."Very good." Bergins smiles and his fangs flash making me recoil, ducking down deeper in my seat. "To hide from the humans their secrets. But ultimately, their nicknames for plants and herbs got them categorized
Gwen's words about Lance parade in my mind as I push through the wooden doors to Magic Theory class. Mrs. Jonas stands in front of a table of silver instruments. As I get closer, I make out small saws, carving knives, sanders, leather gloves, and odd crystals."Good morning, class." She pushes her r
"Brene?" one of my classmates calls out and I hurry to catch up to the group outside.We walk along the dirt trail to the woods bordering the Academy. Mrs. Jonas is rambling nonstop and I put on my gloves."Spend a little time before you hack off the branch. Be respectful and ask the tree for permis
When I enter the classroom, I place the wand near the window and tie a notecard with my name on it on a string. My mind keeps focusing on what Kiarr and Ben said about the tree and I decide to look up details on it once I finish my classes for the day.I shuffle to my next class, Spells and Hexes an
At the end of the day, I flop across my bed, kind of excited about the idea of making a wand, and glad Mrs. Jonas is a hands-on theory professor rather than just spouting facts.My Magical Theory textbook is splayed open and I flip through the descriptions of wand making and trees until I come to th
"What troubles ye, lass?" Kiarr faces the bed, trails of sunlight flicker through his ghostly form.I rub my eyes, not even realizing that I had fallen asleep last night but knowing I must have. "Nothing. Everything.""Is it about sending us back to the grave?" Kiarr's hand rests on the hilt of his
I'm dead, I'm dead. No. I'm worse than dead, I'm trapped in the school with a bully who will lord over me that I made out with a ghost. I pace in my bedroom, chewing on my fingernails. Gwen couldn't have seen Kiarr, could she? Maybe she guessed I had a guy in my room because of the state of my cloth
He leans down and kisses my lips softly. "It's perfect. I've missed smoking as a ghost. And the cane is perfect as well.""My turn." Kiarr rips open his gift and lets out a triumphant yell. "A polished bull horn for mead-is it spelled too?"I nod. "Yes.""Ye don't know how happy ye make me, Brene. B
"You sure you're ready to do the same for Gwen?" I whisper. "She's a handful."A blush colors his cheeks and I wind my arm through his. "Yeah, I am.""Not so fast." Angelic pushes through the crowd. "She can borrow this and I'll walk her down the aisle.""Yes. I'd like that." I beam.She holds out a
Though Kiarr has his sword strapped to his side. Each looks so serious and my heart does a little flip at seeing them. Both Decan and Walsh are standing by them too.I look to my friends, tears in my eyes. Melanie rushes up to me with Jolene. "Here, we'll take these.""Wh-what's going on?"Ben strol
Three months later, I squeal when Ben and Kiarr pop into the room. "Hey, you're not supposed to be in here yet." I shove their presents under a pillow. "No peeking or you'll ruin the surprise."Ben looks abashed, but gives me a sly smile. Kiarr leans an elbow on the top of my dresser with a lazy gr
"Have I hurt you?"I shake my head before I can form the words. "No. Just intense.""For me as well." His eyes meet mine. "I will not be able to take my time as I would like. All of me wants you and I won't be able to wait.""Me either." I lift my hips slightly so that my sex is pressing against his
I hurt all over, but I open my eyes and try to sit up. Everyone in the circle is knocked down. Even Ben and Kiarr who had been helping hold me up are unconscious.Then gray eyes look down at me. "Did you sacrifice all of these people just for me? And I thought you were a good witch.""Jacques." I wr
Three weeks later I'm tearing my skirts and socks out of my drawers. "Where is my wand?"Kiarr leans against the dresser, using my flying clothing as target practice for his sword. The blade slashes harmlessly through each item. "Why are ye looking fer it?""I have a test today." I open another dra
I stare at the pile of ash as the wind blows it away. The bunt mark left from the grimoire as dark as the hole in my heart. Jacques.Both Ben and Kiarr pull out of my body and I sag to the ground, unable to stand without their help, with my heart hurting so much I can't breathe.Jacques. All of this
Gwen wrestles the book from Amelia and runs."Hurry," Ben shouts inside my head. "She still has traces of magic from having the book and can kill Gwen."I groan, pushing myself up. All my muscles are cramping and not wanting to work right. I need to fix this. And I think I know what to do, but I hop