Witchy Stuff Your Kindle Day Novels & Stories

All that was gone. One stupid mistake of a witch had cost them everything and I had gone and repeated the same mistake. I sighed, studying the hallway we were walking through. It was dusty and covered in cobwebs. I doubted if anyone came there. Aaron unlocked the door and kicked it open. That wasn't a good sign. The room was filthy and everything was covered in cobwebs. The broken bottles of elixirs and moldy spell books told me all I needed to know. The room had belonged to a witch.

“You’re reckless. Wild. And completely fearless. That witch… Kristine… she’ll sense your desperation and twist it against you. One mistake… one falter… and she’ll take everything.” I let my lips curl into a confident, sultry smile, dangerous and teasing. “I won’t falter. My wolf… my fire… they guide me. I control the moves, the words, the spell… and by your birthday… Alpha Jake will burn for me. Helplessly. Irrevocably. And nothing… nothing… can stop it.”

When he nodded, Kendall said, “I’m thinking you two need to provide breakfast for us one of these days.” At his confused look, Brooklyn said, “I work at the coffee shop. That’s how I first met Kendall.” “And what is it you do, Kendall?” Addy asked. “I work at Enchanted Realms,” she said. “Is that the shop that sells those beautiful crystals?” Addy asked. Nodding, Kendall said, “We sell crystals, incense, books, statues, all sorts of things, really.” “That’s a really cool store,” Brooklyn said. “I did an article on them when they first opened last year.”

“Well here are a few tips for you. One, you can’t look hideous on Christmas Day. Meaning that you can’t meet baby Jesus when you’re looking like someone hit you with a sack of potatoes. Two, you need to be very proactive. You’re gonna be saying a lot of Merry Christmases. It would hurt but it’s worth it. Jesus is worth the pain Three, only good thoughts on Christmas day. That means you’ve got to keep the devil and whatever comes with it out of your mind. Four, be nice to everyone even your enemies. If my grandma holds your hands tomorrow, don’t fall for it. It’s just for the show. Five, make sure you eat a lot. Christmas ain’t Christmas without feasting Crinka so be sure to enjoy it.” “I wil

Monica mocked, sizing my friend in apparent distaste. 'Lucky for you, I don't have time for you. As for your evil witch, ' She paused directing her make up layered eyes to me. I know you must have bewitched your way to the Alpha's arms. There is no way the moon goddess paired Alpha Ryker with. She raked her eyes up and down my profile before finishing her statement. 'You.' She spat the word loath fully, plastering a plastic smile on her face. My lips remained sealed, even as Janette continued pushing me slightly to just let it go.

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“Let her wait a little. You don’t always have to jump when she calls. It’s good to keep her guessing sometimes.” Jackson hesitated, his thumb hovering over the answer button. “Dude, I don’t know. She’ll get mad. I don’t feel like dealing with that.” I shook my head. “Trust me, it’s not a big deal. If she really needs something, she’ll call again. Just let her sit for a minute.” Jackson glanced at the phone, clearly torn. He knew I was right, Amy could be a little fiery, but sometimes it was better not to be so predictable. Still, I could tell he was hesitant to risk it.

Where was the capitalist who once complained that a coworker's milk tea had too much sugar? "Who wants to discuss anything with you?" I snapped, feeling a flush creep up my cheeks. "Yoel Gilmore, don't think I'm scared of you just because you're my boss. We already broke up. I blocked you. I didn't read any of those messages you sent!" He replied with absolute certainty, "You read them. Otherwise, how would you know I asked if a hug or a kiss would be enough to keep you here?" I was struck dumb by his words, as if my chest were stuffed with cotton, making it impossible to breathe or swallow.

"Take three of this and you'll feel renewed." I narrowed my eyes at the product, scowling at the absurdity of it all. "You don't need to bind yourself to any Omega, Conrad. I'm telling you, work with me and let's change the game. Just imagine the hungry werewolves clawing each other out for a piece of this." I glared at him, weighing the danger of the pills. "What do you call it?" "God's Flesh." Jake shook the bottle and the capsule's glow intensified. When I looked closer, there were golden waves swirling inside. They're like little magic, begging to be set free. "But, of course there are risks."

"She is begging for cock." Alex, ever the director, grabbed his phone from the table, flipping it to video mode. "This is for the memories," he said with a wicked wink, zooming in on her face as she sucked Ryan deeper. Jade's initial protests—muffled around the cock in her mouth—melted away into something else entirely: raw, unfiltered pleas. Mike positioned himself between her legs, rubbing his thick cockhead against her entrance, teasing her clit in slow circles until she bucked her hips involuntarily.