After three years caring for her dying mother, Layla Callaway learns she was adopted under unusual circumstances. Following a cryptic message to seek her birth family in Oregon, Layla uproots her lonely life, quickly finding she descends from witches and wizards. Magic is in her blood, and a handsome family friend is eager to prove it. Through a ring imprinted with her birth parents’ memories, Layla’s enigmatic past comes to light, presenting possibilities and trials more chimerical than her wildest dreams.
Quin’s natural charisma yields plenty of witches, but he longs for the lost witch – the mysterious Layla. He's dreamed about her his entire life, envisioning the day he would lay eyes on her face and aura. When that day arrives, not only is he breathless, he’s confronted with the challenge of a lifetime – an innate need to keep her safe and forever by his side.
Employing fiendish manipulation and manpower, Agro uses the arcane force of others to elevate his supremacy and wealth. Nothing pleases him more than latching on to a mystical vein, and never has there been a more enticing source. The divine witch will be his.Purchase links:Amazon | B&N
Layla’s thoughts faded as she drifted to sleep, and for the first time in three years, she had a dream that wasn’t a nightmare.
She stood naked on the edge of a cliff, towering over a gray ocean, waves crashing below as wind whistled through the forest behind her. The only source of light was the moon, its rippling reflection littering the sea with diamonds.
Layla wasn’t fazed by her uncharacteristic nudity, nor was she afraid of standing on the cliff’s edge. She was euphoric—peaceful yet charged, every nerve ending, bone and hair follicle crackling with intoxicating energy.
The wind picked up, tickling her bare skin like delicate, cold fingers, twisting and lifting her onyx curls. She tilted her face to the sky and closed her eyes, concentrating on the tingling of her body as she inhaled salty air. She felt as if she could walk off the cliff and fly to the massive moon. A mere jump away, it serenely floated atop endless water, a beacon of peace tempting her to take the leap.
Her lids slowly drifted open… and she was deeply disappointed to see the clock on her nightstand. She slammed her eyes shut, trying to retrieve the dream, but it was too late. She was wide awake.
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