Romance Witch Books Novels & Stories

“So. You’re Kyndra Fox's niece. It really should have not come off as a surprise but it did.” “What do you mean?” I asked in surprise. “Do you still remember what we said that we ended up in Rome because we managed to track down the witch who cast the made the spell?” I nodded. “We got information that nine years ago she went to Rome and she had two girls with her.” He looked at me. “That witch was Kyndra Fox, your Aunt.”

Helena felt Allistor walk into the room and close the door behind him but her eyes remained on the group as she waited for a response or a valid reason to explain why they were against her. They were not cowards, each possessing battle scars on both their bodies and minds, but her magic was an impressive force that left mute and paralyzed. The brunette had learned after so long of doing it unconsciously that if she released the right amount of her magic in just the right way, it could make hardened warriors tremble like pups in a dark forest. "You claim she is weak because she has no wolf. That she would taint the Damon bloodline if I were to fully mate and sire a pup with her." He recited,

I want to teach him what it means to protect your mate. If you say so. We can get right to it if you know both of their full names. She ran quickly and ran into the library. What brought you to this library? I asked. A werewolf house isn't a werewolf house if it doesn't have a library. I just had to take a quick look around. I'm not sure if you know this, but witches really like libraries. Anyway, write down their full names for me while I get the things I need for the spell.

I didn’t try to get the scene behind my eyes like I usually try to, I let it play again this time, relieving when the kiss happened, sleep welcomed me without me knowing. I saw a wolf, a huge black wolf. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but all I could see was a maze of trees, my heart thundered. The wolf standing a few feet away from me it didn't look like it was a normal wolf, it was more compared to the a wolf. It had black furs and long sharp pointed canine that looked sharp enough to rip iron apart. It stared at me like a predator stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to lunge.

Another voiced. “This is a problem.” “Witches are evil.” “Ahem!” I cleared my throatto remind them witches are in their midst. “It’s not like they are saints themselves,” Ace whispered harshly. “Now listen here, young lady. You will not defame us.” A man shot out of his seat, wagging a warning finger at Ace. “I’m afraid I’ve done none of that. I just tell as I see it.” “You witching scum.” “Look who’s being aggressive.”

Standalone Novels Passions Rising: A Forbidden Vampiric Love Story Poor Unfortunate Wolf Ebony’s Pack: Fated to the Ranger Wolves (Continuation to Poor Unfortunate Wolf) Wolves at the Lycan’s Door The Rogue & the Rose Other Fantasy Novels: Blue Moon Bed & Breakfast A Bear’s Mirrored Romance Stay tuned for new novels soon.

That’s when she figured that Isabella wasn’t from here. “You must be from another time period.“ “What do you mean?” “The thing you messed with wasn’t an hourglass. It was a witching glass.” “A witching what?” “The thing you called an hourglass. I read about it in my mothers’ books. It's an hourglass that’s been enchanted to control time. This item allows a person to travel between the past, the present, and the future.” “So, am I in the past?” “Yes.” “What year is it?”

Connect with me online at: www.autumndawnbooks.com http://authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers (G.Bell & Homecoming combo) Dark Warriors (Ghost IH & Beast Wars combo)

PROLOGUE Long ago in the Land of Ramain, witches or anyone who were practicing witchery were being chased down and executed. The law of Ramain forbade the use of spells, witchcrafts and any form of magic to prevent chaos and maintain peace around the land. Witches escaped and isolated themselves in the middle of the woods, where no one could harm them. They also stayed away from one another to live safely. A witch named Sarah, who was separated from her family, lived alone in the dark side of the mountains. Her mother was one of the witches who died during the run and had no idea what happened to her older sisters and to their father.

I question and straightened. "It is no secret that the wolves hold disdain for our kind. Recently Ares has been on a rampage killing my dark witches in search for you. I could kill him myself but I think you would want the honors." She smirks. I clutched my broom tighter and nodded. "Aye I want the mutt." "But if I do help you find him, you must give me the book of spells that you hold." She tsked. Of course she wanted to bargain. I expected nothing less of a dark witch.