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Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html The Coven- Cate Tiernan Morgan’s powers are stronger than she ever imagined. She has visions, she lights fires with her mind, and her spells work miracles. When her boyfriend Cal, a member of the same coven, insists that witchcraft is in her blood, Morgan is confused. Her parents definitely aren’t witches. They do seem to be keeping something secret, though-something about Morgan’s past.
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EBook by: TheLiz
Prologue I was dancing In the atmosphere, surrounded by stars, seeing motes of energy whizzing past me like microscopic comets. I could see the entire universe, all at once; every particle, every smile, every fly, every grain of sand was revealed to me and was infinitely beautiful. When I breathed in, I breathed in the very essence of fife* and I breathed out white light It was beautiful, more than beautiful, but I didn't have the words to express ft even to myself. I understood everything; I understood my place in the universe; I understood the path I had to follow. Then I smiled and blinked and breathed out again, and I was standing in a darkened graveyard with nine high school friends, and tears were running down my face. "Are you okay?" Robbie asked in concern, coming over to me. At first ft seemed he was speaking gibberish, but then I understood what he had said, and I nodded. "It was so beautiful," I said lamely, my voice breaking, I felt unbearably diminished after my vision. I reached my finger out to touch Robbie's cheek. My finger
left a warm pink line where it touched, and Robbie rubbed his cheek, looking confused. The vases of flowers were on the altar, and I walked toward them, mesmerized by their beauty and also the overwhelming sadness of the flowers* deaths. I touched one bud, and it opened beneath my hand, blooming In death as It hadn't been allowed to in life. I heard Raven gasp and knew that Bree and Beth and Matt backed away from me then. ThenCal was next to me. "Quit touching things," he said quietly, smiling. "Lie down and ground yourself." He guided me to an open spot within our circle, and I by down on my back, feeling the pulsing life of the earth centering me, easing the energy from me. making me feel more normal. My perceptions focused, and I saw the coven clearly, saw the candles, the stars, the fruit as themselves again and not is pulsing blobs of energy. “What's happening to me?” I whispered. Cal sat cross legged and lifted my head onto his lap, stroking my hair strewn across his legs. Robbie knelt next to him. Etan, Beth and Sharon circled closer, peering over his sholder at me as if I were a museum display. Jenna was holding Matt around his waist, as if she were afraid. Raven and Bree were the farthest back, and Bree looked wide-eyed and solemn.
Page 2 Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html “You made magick,”Calsaid, gazing at me with those endless golden eyes. “You're a blood witch.” My eyes opened wider as his face slowly blotted out the moon above me. With his eyes deeply into mine, he touched my mouth with his, and with a sense of shock I realized he was kissing me. My arms felt heavy as I moved them up to encircle his neck, and then I was kissing him back, and we were joined, and the magick crackled all around us. In that moment of sheer happiness I didn't question what being a blood witch meant to me or my family or what Cal and I being together meant to Bree or Raven or Robbie or anyone else. It would be my first lesson in magick, and it would be hard learned: seeing the big picture, not just a part of it 1. After Samhain This book is given to my incandescent one, my fire fairy, Bradhadair, on her fourteenth birthday. Welcome to Belwicket. With love from Mathair. >