Magical Mojo (The Witches of Hollow Cove Book 4) by Kim Richardson

Author:Kim Richardson [Richardson, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: fableprint
Published: 2021-02-16T16:00:00+00:00

14

Have you ever tasted the ash of a dead person in your mouth? It’s even more disgusting than it sounds.

I heaved and heaved again as I tried to spit out all of Harriette’s ash from my mouth, my tongue, and my teeth. I’d had my mouth open at the moment of explosion, so I got a pretty large dose of ash in there. Forget mouthwash. I was going to have to rinse out my mouth with bleach when I got back to Davenport House.

I moved over to a clean patch of snow and shoved a large handful into my mouth. You would have done it too. Trust me.

“You okay?”

I spat out the snow and turned to see Marcus wiping down his coat. He’d also gotten hit by Harriette’s spontaneous explosion, though it didn’t appear he’d been hit in the mouth like me.

“I don’t think I’ll ever be okay after that.” A whimper caught my attention. Martha was on her knees, her hands sifting through the pile of ash that was left of her friend, sobbing hysterically. I spotted Allison, her face white, the disgust obvious, as she stared at a sobbing Martha. I wasn’t sure if the disgust was about seeing Martha sob or the ash remains of her friend.

“Any ideas what that ball of light was?” questioned Marcus.

I wiped my mouth, noticing a few gray ashes in his hair. “I think that was her soul.” Martha let out another howl at my mention of her friend’s soul, and a piece of my heart broke. I could never unsee how Harriette died—for the second time. The pain and her screams would stay with me forever. You couldn’t forget something like that.

A dark frown materialized on Marcus’s face. “Her soul? The necromancer took her soul? Why? They animate the dead. What would a soul do for them?”

I whipped my head around and spotted the necromancer stalking down the street at a leisurely pace. “No idea. This is new to me too. But I’m not going to let him do that to anyone else.” I narrowed my eyes. You’re going to pay for that.

“Wait.” Marcus grabbed my arm and held it tightly. “Let’s go get your aunts first. If he’s stealing souls, that’s some serious magic. I don’t know what we’re dealing with. And apparently, you don’t either.”

He had a point.

“Right.”

Another scream filled the night air, followed by a tiny ball of light speeding through a space between the buildings, lighting up the street like a falling star as it zoomed away and disappeared in the direction I’d last seen the necromancer.

They were kind of pretty, if you ignored the fact that they were actual souls.

I shook out of his grip. “There’s no time. We’ll lose him if we wait for them.”

Marcus watched me for a moment. “I’m coming.”

“No. I’ll be faster with a ley line.”

Gray eyes pinned me, and I thought he was going to argue with me. “Fine. What are you going to do?” He held a tad of a warning in his tone, like I was about to do something crazy and foolish.

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