Addicted to Witch
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“No chance,” Helena said.
“Yeah, what my wife said.” Auden laughed, laying his hand on her breastbone. She did the same to him.
“This is our seal.”
“Brand me as I do you.”
A golden light glowed at her chest, between Auden’s fingers, as her eyes were stung by the brightness beneath her own palm. “It is yours,” he whispered.
“It is yours.” She pressed her lips together to hide the most joyous smile.
The light vanished just as the sun touched the horizon. “Seal of the soul.” Celine grinned, throwing her arms wide above her head.
“We will honour that seal,” came the voices of all the Wiccans.
“You are united in ways that people will never understand,” Celine said to them both. “You above all others will need to honour that seal. Not even death will end it.”
“Good,” Auden said. “Not sharing you with anyone for a long time.”
Her husband. All possessive-like. Very sweet. Helena suddenly struggled with a yawn. “This is all very nice, but when do I get to sleep?”
***The End***
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Italian Knights Series
Windows
On Caristo’s Watch
A Life Sublime
The Claim
Best Laid Plans
Verde Bianco Rosso
Murano (coming soon)
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Said the Demon to Little Miss Eva
Angel’s Baby (sequel to Said the Demon)
Put Out the Zombie
Shibah’s Monster
Nights of Roshan
Addicted To Witch
Another Love (coming soon)
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@Last (Young Adult)
Sympathy for the Devil (Young Adult)
An Old Cake Tale
Kissing the Canvas
The Baby Gift
Army of You and Me
Sweet Child of Mine
Coming Around Again
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Camera’s Gaze (coming soon)
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Christmas Connection
At Midnight
Starting Over
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About Billy London
Ah, poor Billy. The only girl between two boys who each have nearly a foot on her. Didn’t stop her from starting physical fights with them. She still thinks she can take them. So while she used to hide away in her wardrobe to read a book or four, she started to question why the heroines in those books would just lie there and take it. No, not just sex, but downright James-Bond-backhand-slapping, do-as-you’re-told-woman, inappropriate lie there and take it. She couldn’t understand it. These women were just playing that mental woman from Coming to America, Miss “Whatever You Like” who barked like a dog and hopped on one foot. Billy didn’t want to do that. Definitely not because one empty-headed fool with different anatomy told her to. So she started to create characters and worlds where the women could own their sexuality, their intelligence, their right to turn around and say “jog on, mate” without apology.
The small problem was that other people wanted to read what she was had written. “Er...why?” didn’t cut it as an answer. After years of prodding and pleading and come on and for goodness’ sake, what’s the point otherwise, she closed her eyes and pressed “submit.” Actually, she had Prosecco, limoncello and white wine, then pressed “submit.” Who would have thought people would actually enjoy reading about the crazy characters who live in her head? But they have done, and Billy feels rather proud of that connection with her fellow man.
Billy lives in London with the most patient family in the world and doesn’t forget for a minute how lucky she is. Well, she wouldn’t mind a BBC adaptation of one of her novels... Ooh, with Richard Armitage!
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Table of Contents
Copyright © 2013 Billy London
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Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Epilogue
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