Legacy & Spellbound by Nancy Holder & Debbie Viguié

Legacy & Spellbound by Nancy Holder & Debbie Viguié

Author:Nancy Holder & Debbie Viguié [Holder, Nancy & Viguié, Debbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Social Science, Witches, Women College Students, Juvenile Fiction, Body; Mind & Spirit, Horror & Ghost Stories, Witchcraft & Wicca, Science Fiction; Fantasy; Magic, Education, Women's Studies, Students & Student Life, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents, Higher, Covens
ISBN: 9780760783207
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Published: 2006-01-14T13:00:00+00:00


***

Philippe was gone nearly an hour. When he returned, Holly was waiting for him in the entryway.

Her face was ashen, and there were circles under her eyes. He hadn't realized how tired she looked, and his heart went out to her. She looked thin in a baggy sweater, and he guessed that the Capri pants she was wearing shouldn't be as loose as they were on her frame. I wonder if she's eating? he thought. She was in a nearly impossible position; he didn't know how she was managing as well as she was, and he admired her for her strength of will and her courage.

She looked at him, then dropped her gaze as his expression told her the bad news. Joel was indeed dead, and had been lying just as Nicole had seen him in her vision.

Holly was silent for a time. Then she murmured, "He healed me. During the battle that went away, he saved my life. And I..."

"Sometimes there is a bargain," Philippe said gently. "If that was the case, it was the right one to make. You are the High Priestess of a coven, and a powerful and important witch."

She stared up at him, her eyes glittering like hard, brittle glass. "If I'm so damn powerful, why did I have to make such a bargain?" she demanded. Then she softened a bit. "What did you do with him?" she asked.

He hesitated. Then he said, "Witches are generally cremated. But I couldn't do that for him. I simply called the police. His death appears as a heart attack, no foul play."

"But you didn't wait for the police."

"Non. They won't find me," he assured her. "They won't find us," he corrected.

"Good." She swallowed. "Thanks."

He inclined his head. "You are welcome, Holly."

She blinked as if she was almost shocked by the kindness in his voice. His compassion for her increased.

Then she shrugged as if to deny the dent he had made in her armor, turned on her heel, and left him alone in the entryway, where Nicole found him.

She put her arms around him and pressed her face against his chest.

"You found him," Nicole said brokenly, "as I saw him."

"Oui."

"Oh, God, I hate this. All of this," she whispered. "I want it to be over."

Philippe stroked her hair, and let her cry.

Tante Cecile, Dan, and Richard: San Francisco

Cecile Beaufrere had found several boxes of Christmas decorations in the attic of the small San Francisco house she, Dan Carter, and Richard Anderson had been living in for the last few weeks. They had discussed living in Holly's home, or the home of Barbara Davis-Chin, but in the end, had decided that they had to stay as low under Michael Deveraux's radar as possible. She and Richard had enough money to sustain them for a few more months--she had never liked using magic for personal economic gain--but she wondered when this ordeal would be over.

If it's ever over. The battle between good and evil is eternal. Are we destined to be



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