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Hayle Coven Universe: Sassafras

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. PLEASE NOTE: SASSAFRAS contains spoilers for the HAYLE COVEN NOVELS. Do not read before #7, FLESH AND BLOOD. Banished Power engulfed me, a strong hand stroking my fur as Ahbi's mind met mine. I wish you well, Sassafras, she sent. Do come to visit someday. No time to respond, not while her magic lifted me, sent me forward, toward the gap in the veil, through it— My new body fell, landed hard on cold, wet gravel, the light from the veil shining one more moment. It snapped shut behind me, leaving me alone in the cold dark. When the demon boy Sassafras breaks Demonicon’s oldest law and strips the power of another, he is sentenced to death. Only his influential father’s pleading commutes Sass’s sentence to banishment. Forced into the body of a silver Persian, his power taken from him, he is dumped in the dark streets of Victorian London and left to die. Rescued by a young witch and integrated into her family, Sassafras finds purpose at last, guiding and loving the Hayle family, sharing his heart with the remarkable coven he claims as his own.

Patti Larsen · Fantaisie
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Chapter 39: Coven Leader

Ethpeal took us to Pennsylvania this time, the suburbs of Pittsburgh, though I had to say I was shocked at her choice. The suburbs? But the family had grown so large, over a hundred members, it was hard to fit that many in and around small towns any more, with new technology making it more difficult to hide.

We'd just settled into our split-level on a quiet cul-de-sac when the Dumont sisters came to see the baby. I'd met them before. Odette with her perfectly styled blonde hair and icy blue eyes and her simpering sister, the leader of the Purity coven, Naudia, and had to say I despised the pair of them on sight. They'd only visited a time or two during the pregnancy, enough to get my back up, but when they showed in our new house and looked around with sniffs of disdain for the size and décor, I wanted to strangle the both of them.