All Chapters of Hayle Coven Novels: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

He barely had time to graze her pale skin when he was hit again. But this hit was much harder, enough to send him sprawling, shuddering from the attack as a blazing ball of white light fell from the sky and drove him face first into the dirt."Enough," Sebastian said, standing over Mom and I, his hands in fists of rage, so stunningly beautiful I had no words. Everything about him was chiseled perfection now, as though he were becoming the statue my father lost. Even Mom looked shocked. But he ignored us, his power humming around him in a welcoming glow. "It's over, Nicholas.""No," the twin snarled, eyes huge, on his feet in a fluid moment. "Sebastian. What have you become?" Even he seemed drawn to his brother while fighting for his hate to survive.The site was suddenly full of people, witches and vampires alike. Nicholas's followers formed a tense bunch near us, hissing at the furious pack of family and friends who closed in around them. I saw a few flutter as if trying to turn to

Life went back to normal. If you could call normal, well, normal. Which meant everything was horribly wrong.Okay, not everything. Only my missing power and the fact Quaid avoided me. It still hurt.Which left me wide open to Brad. He seemed startled the first day I went back to school, and acted a little funny around me, but he still wanted to take me to prom. There was no need to turn him down anymore, so I was all for it.Take that and stick it somewhere uncomfortable, Quaid Moromond.As for my friends, they all acted like nothing happened and I wondered how much of the whole thing the coven managed to erase. Mia was back to her normal Pain self and as tight with Blood as ever. They were all waiting for me in the nook at the front door when I returned to school on Thursday after only one day off. All of a sudden it was same old same.I mentioned Benjamin's name once and they looked at me blankly like I was nuts.So I dropped it. Happily.I had my friends back. That was good.

The morning dawned fresh and lovely, the sunrise stunning. I only knew so because I was there to meet it. I was almost startled when my alarm went off. A sense of peace had settled over me through the night, something I'd been missing. But the injection of real life was enough to shatter that illusion and slam me right back into the truth.Remembering I was powerless wasn't nearly as bad as realizing it was prom day and I had to pretend to be happy I was normal.No, not all bad. After all, in about twelve hours I would be escorted, in a fancy dress and shoes, to the dance by the stunningly handsome Brad Peters, my boyfriend. Things could have been worse. Then again, they could have been much better. I could instead be spending the evening with the guy I was meant to be with. But Quaid chose to drop me like I'd offended him. I hadn't heard a word from him since my demon left. He'd even avoided me at school and coven functions. Not that I'd been invited to the coven functions. Used to

Okay, so prom ended up a total waste of time.Dinner was a joke, for one. All the girls ignored me, and it seemed like they purposely separated Alison and I so I'd have absolutely no one to talk to. I was stuck at the end of our table with one of the jocks across from me and he spent the entire dinner either stuffing his face or tearing off blobs of his roll and throwing them at exposed cleavage.His aim was pretty good by the end of it.I didn't eat much. My dress was too tight anyway, despite the rumbling in my stomach. Didn't stop Brad from cleaning his plate and mine. At least the food didn't go to waste. Though as I watched him stuff what amounted to about half a potato into his mouth at once before laughing and spitting most of it out on the table, I quickly lost my appetite.So classy. Why had I not noticed this about him before? The way he slurped his drink, how he grated his knife across the plate when he bothered to cut anything at all? Not to mention the way he ignored m

The kitchen was vacant and for a moment I wished Mom was there to talk to. But reality rushed in and I felt grateful she wasn't around. As much as I loved my mother and knew she just wanted the best for me, I didn't need to go over what happened with her.That I would save for Alison.I heard voices downstairs as I passed the basement door. Mom and Dad. Good, they were occupied. That meant sneaking upstairs without being stopped would be much more likely. They'd been spending a lot of their time down there lately. I figured they were trying to come up with a way to get Dad home safe and sound. Ever since Demetrius, the insane leader of the Chosen of the Light, shattered Dad's statue, he'd been stuck here on the mortal plane with us instead of his own realm of Demonicon. Without his effigy, he was as vulnerable as the rest of us and had no way to go back.I felt bad for him. As much as I loved having Dad around, I knew he had to be missing Demonicon. I'd catch sadness on his face s