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
I rush to my room to check if the ghosts are there and to drop off my backpack when I find Ben waiting for me. He's sitting on the edge of the bed as though fixing to have tea."Oh, hi." Relief floods me that he's here and okay. "Where's Kiarr?""He said he wanted you and me to get to know each othe
How many clothes can four girls wear? I sit on the bench, watching the washer finally spin the last load of clothes. It won't surprise me if the machine starts smoking.I glance at my cellphone. Aunt Grace had sent me a smiley face but no message. She must know I recognized my lousy Uncle's voice an
"Yes." I push past her into her room. "I've got mega trouble."She closes her door, her frown making her face mask droop."She has Ben and Kiarr. My ghosts." I throw my hands up in the air, pacing in her small room. "I don't know how, but she figured out about them and she trapped them in some purpl
I lock my door behind me, then let out a sigh. My bed appears so inviting. I don't bother to undress, just fall, exhausted on top of the covers. I don't like sleeping alone anymore since I met Kairr and Ben. One way or another, I will get my ghosts back.* * *Hands grab me, hauling me off the bed.
Both of my hands start to sizzle, and I nearly cry out with relief.But the wolf in front of me hunches down, growling deep in his chest.Does he sense my power?I thrust my hands out, but my arms move only a half-inch. The magic whips across the ground, stirring up leaves and dirt.For a moment, th
"Danielle," a deep, masculine French voice tickles the back of my mind. "Come to me, Daniella."My mouth is dry and tastes like dried paste. I ache all over. My body shivering."Mon Dieu! Hurry, Daniella, there isn't much time." The voice comes again.Confusion fogs my brain, I try to answer that I'
I snap my eyes open and I'm in the duplicate graveyard in France. The sun is low in the horizon, but there's no sign of the ghost vampire or whatever he is or the werewolves. I shudder. Gwen isn't here either.Blood covers me and I crumple on the ground. I've got to get to shelter before the sun set
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