Evon le Fleur was, by all accounts, an average girl to any outside observer. Yet, inside Evon was a collage of unknowns, questions, and so few answers as to why she felt so...other. She was your typical newly graduated teenager living in Detroit, being raised by a single mother whose blood was like fire, and she had the best friends that anyone could ask for, but one graduation party sent her life in a completely different direction. Cigarettes, alcohol, music, hot guys with deep dark voices named Simon, and murder? Follow Evon as she stumbles through the world she had only dreamed could exist, looking for answer that seem to be straight from the pages of a story book. Filled with drama, sarcasm, foul language that would cause a sailor to blush, murder most foul, superstition, and maybe even...love? Find out in The Witching Hour.
"Angie, don't move". Mitchell warned with horror on her face. Angie was shaken up already. She heard a growl and out of sheer curiosity, she turned around. She gasped and almost tumbled backwards. She wasn't focused on the bloody ten horned hideous monster but the black hole it had escaped from. Angie scrunched up her nose at the smell of burnt flesh. The others ran to her and joined their hands, "light as a feather", the chant began, "stiff as a board".
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Be careful what you wish for cause you might just get it.
The small town of Bresten is suddenly big on its secrets.
Four girls who brought back the darkness must find a way to seal it back. Between High school and trying to live normal lives, they have a lot on their plate.
Magic, death, drama, mystery, ghosts, spells, monsters and darkness is the perfect recipe for disaster.
Find out how far these girls can go to change a hazardous past that is destined to repeat itself.
An: unedited but please still read it's gonna be worth it(^.^)/