Against the odds, Claire has brought her son and daughter into the coven. However,
the malevolent force of the Dark One is still stalking them, consumed with hatred.
Claire knows that their time of peace is only a respite, for the evil which was averted
once will take shape and grow again.
Against this backdrop, John Chamberlain races to seal the ritual with the remaining
members of the coven. But Agatha and Hilda Chamberlain each have their own needs
and desires, and John must learn how to properly please each of his two beautiful
cousins. In the background, Susanna fights against her own jealousy and tries to
reach a balance, her desires warring against her need to have John for her own.
Lastly, two new characters enter our story. What roles will Steven Johnson and Calvin
Grant play? And how will the they all come together to tell the story of…The Witch’s
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~
“Tell me what you love about me, John. And I will know if you lie.”
John laid on his side by Agatha, his head only a foot away, facing her across
a pillow. He took a breath to make a quick, glib answer, held it, and exhaled, thinking
Gently, he thought.
“Your eyes,” he said.
John nodded. “They are a deep, deep blue. Like an ocean at twilight. But when
you are happy, or excited about something, or are talking about a topic you are passionate
about, they light up. It makes your entire face come alive.” He cupped her cheek,
stroking her eyebrow with his thumb. He kissed her lips softly.
“Your face is beautiful, too. When you smile, everyone wants to be near someone
who is so happy. It's like you have some sort of magnetic force that draws people
to you. And Goddess, Aggie, you are so damn smart. I'm not a dummy. No one in the
family is. But the crap you know about physics and engineering and computers and
advanced math makes me feel I am using an etch-a-sketch compared to you.”
He knelt on the coverlet, looking down at her from above. His erection raged,
desiring release with a new mate.
Shut up, he told it. Some things are more important than fucking.
John Chamberlain has had an interesting weekend. Over the last three days, he has
mated with his gorgeous sister, Susanna, and with his beautiful cousins, shy Agatha
and hot, horny Hilda.
But his work is not done. In order to complete their bargain with the Goddess, John
must still mate with his schoolteacher sister, Eleanor. And his Aunt Sybil is waiting
lustily in the wings.
Lastly, Steven Johnson, abused and scarred, has been brought into the Chamberlain
household. He must adapt to his new environment and learn to stand on his own, casting
off the fears of his past.
School is ending for the Chamberlain children, and a celebration awaits. What will
happen on the night of The Witch’s Graduation?
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~
John entered the warded room and stopped dead in his tracks.
Over the past several days, he had seen his female relatives in every state.
From Susanna he had seen a lustful, teasing voyeur. From his mother, the relaxed
sensuality of a confident woman. Agatha had shown him the need to praise even the
most lovely of women, while Hilda had driven him beyond what he had thought the male
body capable of.
None of them had prepared him for Eleanor.
She was dressed in a schoolgirl outfit. Rather, John thought numbly, the ultimate
schoolgirl outfit. She wore sensible black shoes, but there any hint of modesty ended.
White stockings clad her legs, delicately outlining their beauty. A red-checked skirt
was wrapped around her waist, but was so short it barely covered her crotch, and
did absolutely nothing to disguise the elegance of her slim thighs or her shapely
ass. A button-up white shirt was covered by a sinfully tight gray button-up sweater,
which only served to draw attention to her full, perky breasts, which were obviously
bra-less. A small green tie hung from her neck in a mockery of school dress codes.
Her long black hair fell unbound down her back.