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Hayle Coven Universe: Sassafras

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. PLEASE NOTE: SASSAFRAS contains spoilers for the HAYLE COVEN NOVELS. Do not read before #7, FLESH AND BLOOD. Banished Power engulfed me, a strong hand stroking my fur as Ahbi's mind met mine. I wish you well, Sassafras, she sent. Do come to visit someday. No time to respond, not while her magic lifted me, sent me forward, toward the gap in the veil, through it— My new body fell, landed hard on cold, wet gravel, the light from the veil shining one more moment. It snapped shut behind me, leaving me alone in the cold dark. When the demon boy Sassafras breaks Demonicon’s oldest law and strips the power of another, he is sentenced to death. Only his influential father’s pleading commutes Sass’s sentence to banishment. Forced into the body of a silver Persian, his power taken from him, he is dumped in the dark streets of Victorian London and left to die. Rescued by a young witch and integrated into her family, Sassafras finds purpose at last, guiding and loving the Hayle family, sharing his heart with the remarkable coven he claims as his own.

Patti Larsen · Fantasy
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55 Chs

Chapter 37: Trial By Fire

Ethpeal didn't ask for the ashes, nor did I expect her to. The family was now done with Mahalia and good riddance. Her bones, from what I found out later, were crushed and buried in an undisclosed location so no one would ever be able to raise her echo.

I was excited for this new chapter of the Hayle coven unfolding before me. The family seemed happier, more relaxed, less worried about Belvah. And with Matthew at her side, Ethpeal behind her and me making rounds, everything settled into the way coven life should be, though there were times it seemed everyone held their breath.

Belvah's pure joy at her pregnancy stirred the coven into near rapture. This was what they'd been waiting for, the outpouring of love and support for her instantaneous. She glowed in those early days, carrying her daughter, a blessed little girl, and Matthew couldn't have been more proud.