The Spirit Witch
Bewitchment | Book One
On her wedding day, Charlotte de Winter carried a crossbow as she walked a lone dirt road in the middle of a pine forest on a snowy night. She wasn't saying her vows as she had hoped. Instead, she was hunting the monster who killed the man she loved.
But there's only a small window of opportunity to bring Roman Prescott back from the dead. And breaking a curse isn't easy, especially for a seventeen year old witch who has so many spells left to learn before her knowledge of witchcraft is complete.
Can Charlotte save Roman from his cruel fate? Or will this monster with the power of death and darkness at his command destroy her magic entirely?
The reaping moon rose over Transylvania, a scythe of silver slicing through the darkness.
At the center of the ink black forest was Charlotte de Winter, standing in the middle of the road. Her blood-stained wedding dress streamed out behind her, ethereal, lovely, and wicked.
Then the stench hit her. Sickeningly sweet rot came hurtling through the pines on a gust of icy wind. A moment later, the rattle of carriage wheels echoed, husky and dry as bones in the darkness.
Charlotte raised her cross bow, dug her heels into the dirt a little further.
And she waited.
He was coming.
The legends called him The Endless One for the death he carried with him...When the reaping moon rose, as it did tonight, a delicate curve of silver against the blue-black sky, The Endless One would come down this road surrounded by ancient pines creaking and moaning in the wind, whispering their age-old warning.
Run while you are still alive.