The Coven Audiobook Novels & Stories

he said carefully. I let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh. “Somewhat?” “It’s not definitive,” he added, his tone steady but edged with caution. “Because I’m not sure they’ll even agree to help us.” “That’s very reassuring,” I muttered dryly, folding my arms tightly across my chest. “Please, continue. I’d love to hear how this gets worse.” He shot me a brief look before returning his attention to the road. “One of our informants reached out recently. The coven has been searching for something.”

She smiles, but it’s not really reaching her eyes. “We did a magical coven call. It’s faster and easier than to travel to them all one by one. Most say they are willing to meet with you and the Luna, but some of them have clearly already talked to Conan and they are on his side. Not that they told us right out, but it was heavily implied.” “Could you give me the names of the covens who want to have an alliance and then ones you feel already are on Conan’s side? It would be really helpful.” Ashlee nods and leaves the room with Sage.

Another one bent his head low and answered, “The archon is back at the Round Hall and has requested your presence. The Coven is there too.” “Damn it” Dominic cursed under his breath. The Coven was the governing body in the werewolf world that seldom showed interest in what went in the various were territories throughout the world. The presence of a Coven member meant that there was something really serious going on. All of them changed back into their wolf forms and rushed back to the Round Hall. The bodies of the hycwens were littered around the Hall and Dominic quickly ordered his pack members to take the assistance of a few others and dispose of them.

“I like the young bit, but make me invincible too. I don’t wanna go dying before I can enjoy my whole existence. Money, of course, and a whole island of my own.” “Do you really think that they will be able to do it?” He asked, checking over his shoulder at the road behind us. “Capture a God?” “I’ve seen them do some dark shit since you’ve been over here. So I have no doubt about it.” I confirmed. The Coven was the real deal, and for that I was certain. With Shepard now its leader, they had grand plans for the future. “If he wasn’t so hellbent on bringing the world back to the dark ages, I’d probably stick around too. Woman’s rights still aren’t really a thing with him.” I shuddered.

He moved toward me, his boots silent on the marble, and leaned over my shoulder, his large, calloused hand resting on the table beside the book. "The Coven isn't just looking for a way to break through," I said, my voice barely a whisper. I didn't turn to face him; I couldn't bear to see the look in his eyes if he knew the truth. "They’re looking for a skin to wear. A body strong enough to house the First Speaker’s essence."

“Well, less than a couple hours you hear of this ex after being there for weeks and suddenly she shows up? I’m not buying it. I bet she has people on the inside or something. It sounds like she’s trying to sabotage your relationship. I mean, I’m not his biggest fan and I definitely don’t agree with how he handled things, but something is off with this. It sounds like he took a big risk taking you to his – what did you call it again?” “Coven,” I respond. “Right. Like what witches have except they’re vampires?” I nod. “Yeah. So he brought you to his coven knowing the risks, trying to keep you safe. Then she shows up claiming this blood oath. He doesn’t initially want to allow her in until that

A few days later, her coven was attacked and she was killed. The book was taken away by another coven. Some days later, that coven got attack too. It became a sequence. And every coven the book enters became victims of the attack, misfortune, and ill-luck. Out of fear, the rest of the coven withdrawn. They were so afraid their coven would be the next. They also stayed away from the coven which had the book. This coven suffered for three years with nobody to help them. They tried disposing of the book but as many times as they drew the book away, it returned. Every member of the coven was killed, leaving the place desolated. Nobody knew what happened to the book. No one attempted to check the

“How is that possible? Only the members of the Blackburn Coven know about the book of prophecy. Is someone betraying us now?” “That can never happen,” the oldest woman said. “What is discussed among us remains among us. We do not betray each other here, not now, not ever, even though we may have our own difference. We are wise enough to know not to trust the other Covens after what happened during the reign of the man who committed blasphemy.” “Is the father of Caitlin’s daughter not a human?” one curious member asked and Kathryn shot her a glare. “People must have trouble understanding what not to talk about,” she said and relaxed her back on the chair.

Not now. I’ve got a coven to burn.

I was never expecting her to be cordial but she behaved very well. She then started to gist me about Helen’s mom. “I have nothing against you; you are young, intelligent, beautiful, and every man’s dream. To crown it all, you are well behaved. You and my son, Smith would have made a perfect couple but it cannot be. Long ago, when we were young, Helen’s mom and I became close friends. We were inseparable, call us 5 and 6. We decided to make a covenant that if we deliver, our firstborn will marry each other. If they are different sexes but if the same sex, then they would be friends like us. We vowed never to break this covenant. We both kept on nurturing the idea until we married. Fortunately