Hayle Coven Novels
Again my power fizzled out, lost, unused, falling against the wall as though it had never been.
Nonononononono.
NO.
Ameline stepped toward Cian, one of her hands going to her robe, pulling out a gun. Blood dripped from the tip as the thick stuff ran down her skin, the length of the barrel, gathering into a thick drop to fall in slow motion. The crimson splatter landing in the middle of Liam's forehead.
"I'll kill him," she said.
Giving me hope she'd wish she hadn't.
Alive. He was alive?
Liam was still alive.
Hot Chapters