Five a.m. is way too early to be functional. I trip over a bush as Jezza, Melanie, and I hike to the nearest bus stop that will take us into town. I wore jeans, sneakers, and my favorite pink top. Jezza wore a plain blue skirt and her white polo shirt from school. While Melanie wore ripped jeans and
"Trust me, one of my friends will meet us." At least I hope they will. None of us had been in contact since I went to Hallowhaven. Either they were too busy with their lives or I was dealing with ghosts I accidentally raised. My heart squeezes thinking about Ben and Kiarr. And I miss Jacques too. Wh
The bell rings and the hallways are crammed with students. A few I recognize, smiling at them. Some smile back before blinking and jerking away. Others just walk past me like I'm not there."Search the crowds," I tell Jezza and Melanie. "We could get lucky and spot her."But that plan doesn't work a
For a long moment, I stand on Amelia's porch, staring at the closed door. My whole life is one huge tangled mess. And why hadn't anyone told me about Amelia?There had to be a way to help her with the scars. And since plastic surgery isn't working to cover them up, there had to be a magical reason.
The wraith screams and I'm thrown into the kitchen wall. My head is whirling. I can't stand up. Each time I try, my legs buckle.I blink. The image in front of me doesn't make sense.My aunt is suspended in the air between me and the wraith. She makes gurgling sounds."No," I cry, struggling to get
I walk through the bleachers at the packed stadium, looking for Gwen. The marching band blares our school's fight song-correction-my old school.When I spot her silver head, a few rows over, I nearly trip climbing over the benches to reach her. Rachel is sitting next to her and even though I knew th
I don't know how long I sit on the sidewalk, sulking, but I scrub a hand down my face. The wraith won't care that I'm heartbroken or how I can't get Ben and Kiarr back. Or that I am missing Jacques's French accent and his kiss. How I was wrong to let my fear and prejudice come between us. I push to
I know I should wait for Jezza and Melanie, but I can't. Not when I'm so much closer to getting Ben and Kiarr back. And I never found out what happened to Jacques in the leyline either. He saved my life even when I let my fear and prejudice get in the way.My insides quivering, I send a quick text t
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