Hayle Coven Novels
I grinned at the thought of my grandmother's spirit now having access to the one power we all feared and hoped her brilliant mind, obviously still awake and aware, could somehow come up with the means to use that knowledge to our advantage.
Ahbi wasted no time, the glow of amber fire of the tear flashing with images. I held my breath, stomach clenched. This idea of mine was a long shot, but it looked like it just might work.
I gasped a deep breath of air as the flickering view solidified, firmed up.
And Charlotte appeared. The image was dull, dark, a narrow tunnel. Ahbi had to be keeping the tear on the other side to a minimum as requested, but I didn't expect it would take long for someone
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