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“We are starting with…(don't know that information yet). I arched a brow. “What’s that? I thought we got rid of one of those?” Her eyes rolled. “I have a bunch of these for different occasions. This one’s for study. That one was for daily activities.” I folded my arms across my chest. "Why am I not surprised?" “Haha, very funny.” She slides the textbook to me and moves her chair closer to me. Leaning forward. “So…” I drag her chair closer to mine so we are just inches apart. “There, I don’t bite, hun.” They ignored me. “Open to chapter three.”

Just bitter, hollow irony. "Of course you wouldn't know," I said. "You didn't step into this ward once in six months. I called you again and again. Told you Stella was hurting. Told you she missed you. And what did you say? You were busy. You didn't want rumors." I laughed under my breath. "So how'd you find the time to sit by your ex's kid every day? How did gossip suddenly stop mattering when you handed them a VIP room—when you used your power to steal someone else's kidney for him?"

My lips twisted. I flipped through several more pages, skimming for new details and new hooks I could sink my teeth into. There wasn’t much more about Elyra specifically. There are plenty of vague threats about witches in general. But no clear *how* to undo what she’d done. Of course not. The people who wrote this liked to catalog disasters, not solve them. Frustration surged. I pushed the heavy book away and dragged the thinner, darker‑bound volume toward me—“Northern Lore,” Rowan had called it.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Till There Was You (The Thorntons Book 6) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief

If only it worked that way. As my consciousness faded, my soul felt yanked back—to that Halloween night that changed everything. Lights strung like jack-o'-lanterns, crowds surging like a river. I was gripping my little brother Matthew Duncan's hand—warm and soft—terrified that if I let go for even a second, the tide of people would swallow him up. But in the blink of an eye, a puppet-maker's stall caught his eye. He pointed at a fierce general figurine, bouncing with excitement. "Eli! I want that one! The general!"

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

The silver jar was sitting exactly where I'd left it, but it felt far too light in my hand. I twisted the lid open. A full jar now had a deep gouge carved through the center, as if someone had scooped out a handful with bare fingers. I spun around. Louisa and another roommate were sprawled on their beds, their faces gleaming with oil. The familiar scent I'd noticed earlier was coming off their skin. Seeing my expression, Louisa sat up and wiped her cheek with the back of her hand, bragging loudly, "Oh, you're back? Mallory, your stuff isn't even that good. Greasy as hell. My cream works better."

Cela just smiled. The viewing starts in a few minutes. Everyone gets ready to take their seats. Almost everyone came except for Nate. Good thing, Lora didn’t tell Cela about her invitation. It was supposed to be a surprise for her but fate surely has a different plan for the night. A mix of emotions sweeps the viewers of the TV adaptation of the book. It’s the last of the three in the series and it’s quite different from the first two stories that were carefully planned.