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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.

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Chapter 259: Archive

I'd been to the magic caverns so many times, I forgot Sassy had only been there once with no time to explore. The moment the Gate's power opened the entry and let us in, the former cat turned teenager was practically lost in the endless stacks of books. Galleytrot lifted his big head from his usual place under Liam's desk and followed him.

I sank into one of the big chairs with a sigh as Liam handed me a can of soda from the small fridge he'd installed, one of his only nods to modern technology. That and his laptop.

Ancient Sidhe magic or not, a guy couldn't be expected to survive in this day and age without his favorite modern conveniences.

"How's your dad?" Liam took a sip from his own can, eyes full of concern.

I shrugged, not really wanting to talk about it while I listened with growing annoyance to Sass and Galleytrot laughing in the stacks at something they'd found. Sassy didn't have the right to be amused. Not while my father was reduced to nothing thanks to him.