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Hayle Coven Novels

I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. ***WORLD'S BEST STORY2014*** Her mom's a witch. Her dad's a demon. And she just wants to be ordinary. I batted at the curl of smoke drifting off the tip of my candle and tried not to sneeze. My heavy velvet cloak fell in oppressive, suffocating folds in the closed space of the ceremony chamber, the cowl trapping the annoying bits of puff I missed. I hated the way my eyes burned and teared, an almost constant distraction. Not that I didn't welcome the distraction, to be honest. Anything to take my mind from what went on around me. Being part of a demon raising is way less exciting than it sounds. Sydlynn Hayle's teen life couldn't be more complicated. Trying to please her coven is all a fantasy while the adventure of starting over in a new town and fending off a bully cheerleader who hates her are just the beginning of her troubles. What to do when delicious football hero Brad Peters--boyfriend of her cheer nemesis--shows interest? If only the darkly yummy witch, Quaid Moromond, didn't make it so difficult for her to focus on fitting in with the normal kids despite her paranormal, witchcraft laced home life. Add to that her crazy grandmother's constant escapes driving her family to the brink and Syd's between a rock and a coven site. Forced to take on power she doesn't want to protect a coven who blames her for everything, only she can save her family's magic. If her family's distrust doesn't destroy her first.

Patti Larsen · Urban
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Chapter 395: Rules Of Engagement

I felt like a bit of an idiot training without Sassafras, doing the same stuff over and over again, but I had to admit, by the time he trotted down the stairs to join us again, I was feeling a lot more confident about what I'd learned.

He made Meira and I go through our paces, one at a time, praising my sister while his snarky tone told me he wasn't completely happy with my progress.

Maybe he shouldn't have just left us, then, hmmm?

The moment we set foot outside the training ground I was accosted by another cousin. At least Calanothalmunon was only a Knight of the Fifteenth Plane. Considering I'd spent the afternoon practicing, his timing was unfortunate.

Sassy didn't have a negative thing to say as I swiftly countered the demon's attack and, seeing the weakness in the rigid shielding he held, honed my power into a chisel and hammer, shattering his protections around him.