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The Witch of Umpqua River
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Ongoing, First published Dec 02, 2022
Mature
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Morana is the high priestess of a coven situated in Oregon. Her only focus is keeping her people safe and happy, meaning no other monsters allowed. Vampires and werewolves are not welcome and she makes that very clear through violence. She is not kind to outsiders earning her a reputation of being cold hearted.

Recently turned rouge Donovan has heard the rumors but through haste and self preservation is forced into her coven.

What will happen when the thing Morana hates the most turns out to hold a secret strong enough to bring her coven to the ground?

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"You felt it," he noted, his gaze dropping to where his hands had been on my waist then looking back to my eyes. "I was starting to think you never would."

"Felt what?" I said lowly, my voice alone showing how bewildered I was. The celebration seemed to become background noise to me, everything blurred together.

"Our bond." His sea green eyes locked on mine. "I knew the second I laid eyes on you what you were to me."

I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out.

"You're my mate Morana," he clarified.



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