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Hayle Coven Inheritance

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. The Challenge “Jagger Santos,” Coradine said, voice singsong and trying to be endearing while I gagged a little over her cutsie attempt to be coy. So gross. “This is the one I was telling you about.” He didn’t look at her, his hunger for the fight apparent. “Ethie Hayle,” he said, deep voice full of daggers. “I’ve been looking forward to this.” I could have said no. Just turned on my heel and left, walked away, got the hell out of there. Should have. It was one thing to fight my own coven for “fun” occasionally. A way to let off steam, to expend some of my pent up anger in a reasonably safe way that ensured if they didn’t like me, they at least stayed out of my way. But a witch from another territory? The Santos coven wasn’t exactly on GreatGram’s favorite list, either. This could only end badly. Ethie Hayle has spent her whole life sheltered by the coven, her powerful family and the fear that an unknown enemy could, at any moment, leap out of the veil and hurt her. Talk about smothering when all she wants is to have the freedoms her oh-so-special brother, Gabriel, seems to take for granted. But when a strange woman appears and offers her a gift, Ethie discovers the concerns her mother and great-grandmother have harbored aren’t all that ridiculous after all and that there are powers in the Universe she can’t imagine…

Patti Larsen · Fantasia
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Chapter 42: Viviana

Nothing like two long distance mental conversations in one day that couldn't have been more different from each other. While Reena and Mathias had come knocking, Viviana's little visit was about as far from polite as you could get. There wasn't much I could do to prevent her from breaking through the shielding I'd been building around myself using the only power available to me. But that didn't stop me from trying to push her away. My futile act only ended in weakness, the barrier of protection falling in a rush of exiting energy while she succeeded in siphoning off it in a wave of devouring suction and helped herself to some of my stored magic from within the locket she still controlled. On purpose. To remind me she could.

Thank you, she sent with the kind of brightness that meant she was highly amused by the fight I put up and encouraged more of the same. I needed that boost. How accommodating.