The Bane Witch

by Ava Morgyn

A very little poison can do a world of good. It’s all about how you apply it.”

She smiles in the soft light. “We don’t fear men in this house,” she tells me. “Men fear us.”

I know the world isn’t populated with men like Henry, that there are good, decent men out there who make wonderful husbands and partners, loving fathers and respectable colleagues. I just don’t think I have anything left for one of them. I don’t think love is an experience I get to have.

“You’re not just any old girl from any old family, Piers. You never have been. You’re a bane witch. And it’s time you start living like one.”