Wicked Thorne (Cursed Coven Book 1) by K. Loraine & Midnight Coven

Author:K. Loraine & Midnight Coven [Loraine, K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-01T16:00:00+00:00

12

Natalie

Silas is gone when my eyes flutter open. It must be early evening, because the sunlight has shifted from one side of the house to the other. Where is he? Is he all right? God, why do I care? Because he’s right. We’re connected in a way I can’t explain. My mouth tastes like spices and wine. It’s strange and wonderful all at once. Then I remember the moment we shared. Something I never thought I’d do. I drank his blood, gave him mine, gave him all of me. There’s nothing about that I’m disgusted by, but I should be. Shouldn’t I? All my life I’ve run from the idea of vampires. Now I’m falling for one.

I take a long breath and get to my feet, my thighs deliciously sore, slightly bruised from his hips. I can’t stop the wicked smile that curves my lips at the memory of him fucking me against the wall, me riding him in search of my release. A shiver runs down my spine and arousal has my thighs clenching. I want him again.

Power hums in my blood as well, strength I haven’t had since the curse. From what we’d done, or from my spell earlier, I’m not sure. I dress quickly, pulling the pentacle charm from the pocket of my skirt. Now’s the time to try and conjure that chest. I need to see what secrets Sarah Good was hiding.

Walking to the corner, I hold my palm over the same place I’d tried before. “Retego,” I say.

This time the same thing I saw in my vision happens for me. The chest rises from the hidden place under the floor and comes to me. Excitement fills my belly, and everything tightens with anticipation. “Yes!” I exclaim, catching myself because there’s likely a vampire sleeping somewhere nearby. The root cellar, maybe.

I hold out the pentacle, and it flies to the lock immediately. The light emanating from the chest is now almost blinding. Creeping closer, I reach out and open the lid. Inside I find a grimoire, power radiating from it, as well as a pentacle that matches mine. They seem like they could be two parts of the same whole.

I take the charm and grab mine, holding them together. They connect with a shower of sparks and, exactly as I suspected, become one. “Shit,” I whisper.

Draping the chain around my neck, I let the heavy metal sit between my breasts, the power strong inside me now. Then I reach for the grimoire. I flip through page after page of Sarah’s notes. Spells and incantations written in ink by candlelight. I can almost smell the melting wax. I stop and stare at the pages, energy humming from the book. My heart races as the pages begin to turn on their own. Faster and faster, they flip until they stop. I stare down at the spell. Nearly the same spell Gran had given me to say.

Gripping the pentacle, I read the words aloud, knowing I don’t have things set up correctly.

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