Anne Rice's Mayfair Witches Novels & Stories

“Yes, I’ve got nothing important to attend to this morning.” Saoirse got up from her chair and walked towards Arianne. She then reached out her fair-looking hand and smiled gently. “How do you do, Ms. Wynn? My name is Saoirse McKinsey.” Saoirse was obviously hinting “I know that you and Mark are already divorced” when she addressed Arianne as “Ms. Wynn”. However, Arianne’s face immediately turned pale when she realized that Saoirse had the exact same rose scent on her as Mark’s. ‘It seems that Shelly was telling the truth. Saoirse has definitely become Mark’s woman.’

"Agatha, what are you doing here?" He repeated the question of the girl. " Nothing, I got lost". I said the first thing that came to my head. "Really? What did you see?". Before Jackson questioned me, Melvin stepped forward and grabbed my hand, and at that moment, I felt a trigger in my other hand. I may not know anything about Witches, but my dad always tells me that to identify a witch, one of the ways happens to be the spark. "Hey ! You're a wizard, aren't you?".

Her instincts were on high alert. Millicent sighed as she shifted from Jacqueline to another while she danced about her. “I was quite put out that you didn’t accept my invitation,” the witch told her as she fully transformed into Ariana. “It’s very rude, do you not think so?” Raina’s eyes narrowed. “Why would I accept an invitation from you? You almost killed my best friend.” “Oh.” Millicent froze. “Her?” Her nose wrinkled as her own eyes narrowed in confusion. “Why would associate with such weaklings? You have such a poor sense of judgment. I do take pity on you.”

I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper "Mia, a witch? How is that even possible?" Hanson's gaze held a mix of sympathy and understanding as he met my eyes. "It is the only explanation for all that has transpired," he explained "The witches have targeted her for a reason, Ace. And that reason lies in her dual nature as both werewolf and witch. She's most likely the zeremonie they need. That's the only reasonable explanation for them capturing her. The witches don't do things without reason"

No hesitation. She leads the way. Damian follows behind us. The witches waiting at Marcus’s property are older. Most of them. Some look like regular mothers. Others look like what people expect witches to look like. Long skirts. Heavy fabrics. Dark colors. One of them steps forward. She is dressed in deep burgundy velvet. Her smile is bright when she sees Zara. “You must be Zara Vance,” she says. “First female Alpha in years.” “That we know of,” another witch adds.

, I hiss at him angrily. “Oh I see, our little red riding Hood turned feisty?”, alpha ace comments making me clench my hand in anger. The fear inside me turned to anger, so much anger that my body started producing magic without my knowledge. The green flames around the tips of my fingers came till my wrists.

Archie sprinkled water on Zira and she giggled running away. “Get him!” Dean yelled. And I watched as they both tackled him to the floor, tickling him together. I breathe out again relieved, just seeing them like this makes my whole day perfect. Then the door opened and a strange man walked in followed by two women, but what made me angry was Anastacia, that walked in last. They stopped playing and turned to them. “Misha, who are they?” I asked. “That is Malcolm, and those two women are witches," she said.

Ri'elle returns quickly with a witch he introduces as Sarah, she is older, maybe 50 or so. She has that grandmotherly look to her, but being a witch make it hard for me to trust her. I pick up my cell phone and call Paula. I ask her to come here, and to bring her amore. I want them to be here as back up while me and Micheal are under this spell. I need to have someone in the room I trust to keep Annie safe. Since Micheal is going with me, that only leave's Paula on the list of people I trust to protect Annie.

The witch looked up at Mia, as Mia nodded, her face with a smirk and the the witch finally to ld Mia her name, "And my name is Ayena".

The maid stuttered in complete fear, she ran her eyes across Alice's body afraid to go close to her or walk out of the room. The door was pushed open by another standing outside when she heard the sound of a plate falling on the ground, her eyes widened in surprise like her colleague's. She ran downstairs to quickly inform the master, unlike the others who stood shell-shocked, panting "Master, master the young miss... She...." She stuttered talking to Arnold, who was busy watching the morning news on the economy of the country. Ace turned his eyes to her, "what happened to the young miss? Did she refuse to eat once again?" Arnold questioned nonchalantly. "No matter, she... She... Is...." The