Winter of the Wicked

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the most desperate of them all?

𝘈𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳.

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In the decade since his dad married Evanthe Venn, sixteen-year-old Aspen has learned two things: he is both clever and beautiful, and neither are good things to be with Eva around. He's used to the words that tangle in his thoughts and confuse everything else he thought he knew, used to the bruises that paint his skin, used to the vague threats of far worse. It's normal.

But when Eva finally shows her truest colours and tries to have him killed, Aspen is saved by a small coven of witches who know far more about her than he does.

And the only surefire way to stop her from being able to kill him properly is to take a page out of her book and turn to magic himself - the dark kind.

Aspen is sure he can keep himself from following Evanthe's footsteps completely and giving himself up to the wicked powers he's trying to wield for good... but as the people around him begin to drift away, he soon realises he may have made a mistake.

One he might not be able to fix quite as easily as he caused it.