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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 760: Let Me Tell Your Mother

I sat there for a long time, unable to speak or stop the tears-now of sadness-rolling down my cheeks. Meira held her own silence, just the quiet of the basement, the cool darkness soothing me as much as our mutual stillness.

With a hiccup, I finally used my well-worn sleeve to swipe the moisture from my face and nodded.

"This is just the betrothal ceremony," Meira said, as if that made some kind of difference. "The wedding won't happen until later."

"Nice of Dad to wait until I can come," I said, much more harshly than I intended. But Meira just nodded. I met my sister's eyes, hesitated. Blurted, "What's she like?"

Meira rolled her amber eyes, snorted. "Weak," she said. "I think Dad went way to the left after the whole thing with Merlotsenilater ." Right. Thing #3 on the roster who'd tried to kill Meira. "But, at least she won't be a problem when it comes to power. I can work around her. She's happy just knowing she's going to be Ruler's wife."

Wife.

Gulp.