ログインHazel puts some weird herb mixture covering my stomach, chest, and even my face as I lay down on the long table in Hazel and Cole’s dining room.Aspen walks over to me, grabbing my hand. “You better not die.” She says it low, like she doesn’t really want me to know she cares, but I know better.She’
I feel like my insides are on fire. Like I can’t see straight.There is no way in hell I’m going to let her do this.Aspen’s hand squeezes around mine. I look down into her eyes, she shrugs. “It’s not a big deal, and Hazel makes a good point.I shake my head, “Can I do it?” I look up at Hazel. Her l
My eyes stay glued to the diary as I sit in the chair in the corner of Hazel’s witch room, but I can barely focus as all the conversations move along around me.“She killed twenty witches. Witches that were on our side.” Hazel snarls, and Dallas shakes his head. “They weren’t on our side, Hazel. The
A sob breaks through my soul as Liam and I get home. Our actual home…Dallas says the cell is pointless, and now no one knows what to do with me.The darkness I’m met with when I open the door causes a chill to race up my spine. The pitch-black oblivion the witch has had me trapped in coming to mind
The witch’s glare hardens my best friends face as she looks out at the crowd.“You fools.” She growls, before a spark of power burst from her chest and rolls across the crowd of witches.The witch beside me throws a shield up just in time for the burst of power to hit her, but the burst slides right
I sit on the ground, my back against the wall, already having exhausted all the thoughts I’ve had about escaping.I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to help her… My eyes slide to Amy.The witch hasn’t moved.Hasn’t talked, since our last conversation.Just sitting there… Watching me…It’s cre







