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Inevitable
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Ongoing, First published Oct 09
Mature
2 new parts
Sarj's long-awaited story.
And Kade's.
A new guy.

And her.

The Tremontaine Coven of Boston, Massachusetts is of old arcane lineage, and Lys is the last remaining witch of the ancient bloodline. Unfortunately for the young witch, she's a powerless freak, useless except for bleeding what little magic she has from her blood. Death doesn't come easy for her, and worse is the betrayal from Isaac, her betrothed.

The sad tale is only a memory to Lys. Reborn, magicked, ensorcelled, tricked... she's not entirely sure why she has the memories of another life. She's not sure if it's real, or if she's certifiably insane. She's not sure if she's Alsye Tremontaine, reincarnated, or someone... something... else.

The only certainty is Lys is no one's victim.

Someone ought to warn the men hunting her.
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