Spellcaster (Weatherstone College, #1)

by Jaymin Eve

To those who search for magic. Here’s the secret—it’s already inside you. You are enough.

“Murder or not, maybe you two should bang it out first. Imagine the hate fucking. That’s way too fine a warlock to waste as a nemesis if there’s no hate fucking.”

“Repeat after me, we don’t fuck bad boys.” Belle opened her mouth, and then slammed it shut. “Sorry, I can’t. My programming is preventing me from lying.”

“I’m not like your mother. I don’t leave people to die.”

“Hear me now, Paisley Hallistar. There’s always only been one endgame for us. The journey might vary, but the end will never fucking change. Our endgame was written when you were four.”