Spellmaker (Spellbreaker Duology, #2)

by Charlie N. Holmberg

Alas, there weren’t any straightforward rules of decorum for how to comfort a lady after she was nearly murdered by her possessed employer.

Now if only he would be so kind as to change his clothes right there in the dining room and allow Elsie a good look at his naked torso.

“You are not a burden, Elsie Camden. You merely have an unfortunate number of complete imbeciles in your life.”

Elsie managed to say through tingling lips, “Is that how all Bajan men kiss?” He smirked, the insolent man. “I wouldn’t know. I’ve never kissed any of them.”

Ogden. Elsie prayed he’d be all right. If he was caught snooping around . . . well, Bacchus couldn’t marry both of them.

“The pages were thick and easy to turn. I saw every spell. That opus is not Master Merton’s.”

So the Opus is a book with no name or "author"

“I wouldn’t mind being Elsie Ogden. At least for a few days.”

Awwwww

It would wreck her if he did. She’d become a recluse. Never leave the house. Perhaps adopt a cat.

“I suppose if something horrible does happen, staying in here isn’t going to stop it.” “It will only stop good things from happening.