Four African-American witches on the run from a Warlock detective, a jilted lover, and a ridiculous super clingy cat named Mister Purr. *** It's Mardi Gras weekend in New Orleans, and instead of celebrating with deep-fried beignets and dancing, Yanni finds herself in a dark alley with her three 'sisters'-staring down at a lifeless body. Shocked and scared, they realize something's off about this death. The body is twisted in a way that's not normal, and Yanni can't shake the feeling that dark magic is involved. With one sister panicking, another making sarcastic comments, and the eldest sister, Aunt BeeBee, trying to stay calm, Yanni's life takes a turn she never expected. The dead man's identity remains a mystery, and the sisters know one thing for sure: they can't let anyone find out. The four of them are witches, each representing one of the four elements, bound by magic and a sisterhood. But when it comes to covering up a murder, will they stick together or fall apart? Yanni's got a big decision to make. Will she go along with Aunt BeeBee's plan to cover it up, or will she risk everything to do what's right? With Mardi Gras chaos swirling around them, the sisters' bond is tested as they navigate dark magic, secrets, and their own fears. One thing's for sure-nothing in New Orleans will ever be the same. Book Contains: Fierce Women! ---- • WATTPAD PICKS: Paranormal Romance 6/2025 • WATTPAD PICKS: Featured on Wattpad HQ's Paranormal RL, 2/2025 • WATTPAD PICKS: Featured on Wattpad HQ's Community Curator list by @_jnicole_ , 2/2022 • WATTPAD PICKS: Featured on Wattpad HQ's Community Curator list by @idrisgrey , 7/2020 • Featured on @FreeThePOC , @ContemporaryLit 7/2020 • Featured on #WP2020 Summer Reading Challenge by @Monrosey Published on a super full moon. 2/9/2020 11:30p Completed on a full moon 9/30/2020 11:13p ** Exclusively on Wattpad

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Her past was a bit of a mystery. A close kept secret that she wouldn't dare utter to anyone. The chance of being vulnerable, to forcing her to actually trust another individual frightened her. Incredibly shy, but a silent warrior who came through with scars and all. She was sure to live the rest of her days alone, only to be captivated by him. Who is he? Can she trust him? Did she want to trust him? Only time could tell.

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Caliya is the daughter of a complicated bloodline. The women in Caliya's family all die at the age of 35 from a curse that haunts each Lorraine descendent. It all began with the demon that married her grandmother, Brettany. Her decision to marry Lionel against her family's wishes is to blame for the vicious cycle her descendents presently face. On Caliya's 25th birthday she receives her first nightmare⏤it's a vision from the past. A man, watches from the tree of her window. He's a demon but Caliya doesn't know that. It's one of the many tests she will face. To fall for the demon she's desperately attracted to or the man who takes her to new heights and makes her feel at home. Her decision to commit to either of these men could mean the difference between life and death. Will Caliya be the woman in her bloodline to ensure future generations the life they deserve? Or will she continue the curse that haunts her Matriarch?

The werewolves and the human kingdoms have been at a vicious war for 25 years and with these years came blindness as everyone forgot what they were fighting for and who they were fighting for. Zaelah, the queen of Aropia had heard many stories from her father about the beasts who could disguise themselves as her kind and kill without regret, which caused her mind to be made upon who they were and what they were capable of. What happens when Zaelah discovers that she is the soulmate of Alpha Malik, the leader of the kind she was told to fear. Will she resist the feeling or dive in headfirst?

**** After seizing the throne from his brother, Prince Aaron expected to rule-he did not expect to suffer. Kaley is crumbling, its enemies circling like vultures, its people on the brink of despair. The court is a nest of vipers, whispering of his downfall. War looms at the borders, betrayal festers within the palace walls, and the weight of the crown begins to crush the man beneath it. At his side stands Irisa-his Empress, his ruin, the woman he cannot bear to love yet cannot let go. Their marriage was meant to be a partnership, a sanctuary. Instead, it is a battlefield, a slow-burning tragedy unraveling under the strain of duty and deception. Love has no place in the throne room, and as Kaley demands more, Aaron is forced to decide how much of himself he is willing to sacrifice. But the throne is never truly won-it is only borrowed, and always at a cost. Blood will be spilled. Bonds will break. And in the end, the question is not whether Aaron can hold onto the kingdom, but whether he can survive it.