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Dad put it for extra security. I stomped my feet and walked towards the bookshelves. "Ugly, witch, old, fatass!" I mumbled under my breath while looking for books that I need. "I CAN HEAR YOU, BITCH! DON'T TEST ME!" she said from the intercom. My eyes widened in disbelief because of that. She held me captured! That clever witch! I roamed my eyes, looking for a specific book. I smiled triumphantly and grabbed it. Let's see what it can do. Dark Psychology and Manipulation...

Her charges of abduction, battery, and abetment were already serious enough. But what hit the nail on the head was that Mom had tried to kill her own daughter. "Evil Mother Used Black Magic to Kill Her Daughter". "Despicable Witch Stole Luck for Adopted Daughter, Only to Make Her Contract AIDS". "Cruel Mother's True Intentions Revealed in Recording". The internet was filled with news headlines of what had happened. Rage consumed the netizens. "Not even a wild animal would eat their own young! This woman is utterly horrendous!" "Did she use black magic to harm her own flesh and blood? How despicable! She deserves to suffer a horrible death!"

And the book… the book calls to her, whispers to her, its voice a seductive murmur in the back of her mind. With a deep breath, Demika opens the book. The pages are yellowed with age, the ink faded but still legible. The writing is in an ancient script, one that she has only seen in the oldest of the Wiccan texts. But as she scans the pages, the words seem to rearrange themselves before her eyes, transforming into a language she can understand.

A shutter travels up my spine as I try not to think about which one of my mates she may have been involved with before I came along. I stare at the search bar on the library computer, and I wonder if the searches are tracked. I scan my card with the reader and type ‘witches’ into the search engine. I watch as the little blue circle in the center of the screen circles around and around, before only one book shows up on the screen. It is a children’s fictional book call The Werewolf and the Witch, and it is checked out. I blow out a deep breath and tap my long nails on the desk beside me. Clearing the search, I try ‘supernatural beings.’ Several different titles pop up, but they are all listed

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The lady said typing away at the computer. Jade walked to the back wall, scanning the books, she found a book called ‘The Forgotten Sorrows.’ She planted herself on the floor and started to read into it. It didn’t detail too much into the whole history before the witch burnings, but when it started in on the witch burnings, it turned brutal.

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“Before Blackwood Global?” “Yes.” She leaned slightly against the counter, listening now. Really listening. “It’s where he made his first real deal,” Sebastian added. “The one that built everything after.” Ivy tilted her head. “So it matters to him.” “No,” Sebastian said quietly. “It defines him.” That Was a Problem Because men like Victor Blackwood didn’t just hold onto places. They buried things in them. “Then that’s where the file is,” Ivy said. Sebastian didn’t argue. But he didn’t look convinced either. “That’s where he’d keep something important,” he said.

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.

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