All Chapters of Hayle Coven Novels: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Erica didn't get to go on, at least not right away. We all felt the ripple of blood magic suddenly tearing through the building, though it wasn't aimed at us. Within a moment an Enforcer raced into the chamber, blood on his face from what looked like spray."They've been taken," he said, desperation and fear in his voice. "Celeste and Demitrius Strong. And Dominic Moromond's life fed their escape."Quaid surged to his feet, face a mask of rage, but it was too late. He'd lost his chance at revenge against the male half of his enemy.Willa, Violet Rhodes's Council member, leaned in to whisper in Erica's ear and she nodded quickly."In light of these escapes as well as the loss of Batsheva, the main culprit in this affair, we are forced to act swiftly and without mercy. We will no longer be duped and will guard against such an attack at the fabric of our Council in the future. Evil is still at large and we will make it our task as a High Council to work together, to open regular dialo

The bench was cold under my legs as I sat in the back yard under the light of the bulb over the door. It had been almost twenty-four hours since the power transfer was completed and while I'd shared the family magic with Mom before, I didn't realize until I took on my half she'd only shouldered me with a portion of it in the past.I flinched from the memory of standing in the Council chamber, all those eyes watching and weighing me, as the power flowed out of Mom, happily through Gram and into me.One question was finally answered without a doubt as the surging Council power, the most I'd ever seen, burst into life the moment Mom was free. Stripped from Batsheva Moromond in that moment, it returned to the chamber in search of a new host.I wasn't the only one who gasped as sheets of red fire fought it, a battle waging overhead as Batsheva's blood magic fought to contain and control it.Now we know how she became leader, Gram sent. How she does everything. By force. And she's not re

Happy endings are highly overrated.With Batsheva still in the wind, Celeste, Ameline and Demitrius supposedly under her control, I couldn't help but feel like a ticking time bomb sat outside the sleepy confines of Wilding Springs, just waiting for an excuse, any excuse, to blow up in my face.At least they were weakened, stripped of coven power. Though if Batsheva was able to handle using blood magic, I had no doubt the others, the sorcerous Strong not included, would master it as well given enough time.Gram and I did the deed together, severing the absent Celeste from our family magic. I have to say it was immensely satisfying and would happily have welcomed her back just to do it again.And again.It was weird in the house without Mom around, but I was getting used to it. Though I can't count how many times I passed her room in the run of a day and thought about her.A lot.Even weirder, Mom took Meira with her. I knew it made sense, cried as my sister hugged me, her possess

The fourth and fifth floors of Hollis Hall were home to witches alone, warded against normal students. Not that they weren't aware the floors were there, but instead felt no desire to visit. The entire campus was like that, places where the ordinary and the magical existed side-by-side, but never met, at least for the normals.I peeked inside the room calling my name and found myself pleasantly surprised. Yes, it held two beds. Mom insisted I have a roommate my first year. Something about making connections with other witches. But I was pretty sure she really just didn't want it to look like I was getting special treatment. In all honesty, I should have been housed at Gray Hall, the home of the elite. Not all covens were as wealthy as mine, and not all as powerful. Some had more money, some stronger witches, but it was a rare few that had a combination of the two. And though the thought of being segregated with the rich witches no matter their abilities was kind of horrible, I'd taken

Another round of apologies to my roommate did nothing to thaw the tension between us. Out of energy and really not caring anymore, I left Sashenka shivering and saying she was sorry-for what I had no idea-to once again curl up with my back to her.This time when I tried to call up sleep it ignored me completely. Partly because my demon was still riled and even Shaylee upset by what happened with Alison. I did my best to reassure them, but neither was really talking to me, so I just let them stew and settled into my own version.My thoughts went instead to Alison, to the vampire virus trapped in the jewel I wore around my neck. I glanced down at it, the softest of glows escaping the piles of shields I'd placed around it. I felt it at times, stirring, though there was no way it could break free. Or so I told myself.Despite what Dad said when he gave me the thing, trapped in a marble of stone after he and Theridialis tried to contain it on Demonicon, it turned out Sebastian and the va