Can't Spell for Toffee
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MatureOngoing19m
Last published Thu, Oct 27, 2016
"Yes. As for us, I'm a wizard, and Ethan is a werewolf." I roll my eyes. How gullible does he think I am? "You don't believe me, do you?"
I shake my head.
"Alright, then how do you explain me being able to telepathically speak to you and Ethan being able to retrieve you from under that car?"
"Erm... I... Well..." I am stuck, he's got me. There is no logical explanation for all this.
Phil nods his head, triumphantly. "Exactly. And you, well, you're interesting. You've been brought up as a mortal but you are most definitely a witch."
"A witch?" I question
"And a powerful one at that, by the looks of things."
What happens when your life gets turned around by two drop dead gorgeous guys?
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