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
"I'm going to savor draining you dry," my uncle practically purrs.I shudder with revulsion, but I can't fight back. I've tried. My wand did nothing. Unleashing all I could didn't even faze him. He's a damn wraith. Nothing I've found or studied has prepared me for defeating him.Even my parents and
But most of all, I want a future with them. Crazy as it sounds. Three ghosts and a witch."Are you mocking me?" the wraith asks like he's gritting the words out.I open my eyes despite the pain and glare at my uncle. His skeletal form is back now along with the black, floating robes. And the image s
I struggle to lift my hand because I want to slap my uncle, this wraith. He is the cause of so much heartache and misery in my life. And I can't let him win.I ball up my fists, my nails digging half-moons into my palms. In my mind, I picture Aunt Grace, my mom and dad. How the grief and sorrow of s
I hold the prism against my chest, the coolness of it against my skin is soothing as is Jacques' presence.So, I keep moving this way and that, trusting Jacques to lead me out of this nightmare.Thunder booms so close I jump."You're doing wonderful." Jacques words reassure me. If that's the case,
"Brene," Jezza tugs at my sleeve. "Y-you can't stay out here all night. The vamps and werewolves will be hunting soon and you're bleeding. I mean I know neither of them are supposed to go after humans or us witches, but you're not safe here."No. I'm not safe here or anywhere. My hands hurt and I si
Now that the food is in front of me, I feel nauseous. I unwrap the candy bar first. My aunt would be appalled. But I'm hoping the sweetness will give me some energy and help bring my appetite back or at least enough to eat the sandwich and chips.Jezza doesn't say anything but nibbles on her pretzel
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