Whisper of Witches (The Whisper of Witches series Book 1)

by Nikita Rogers

“Well, if you are looking for white you are either a bride, or you are going to the solstice celebrations tomorrow,” he said, a grin appearing on his face, “Which is it?” “Solstice. I was invited, and I am afraid I don’t have any clothes suitable. You are not a fan of the local pagans, I assume?” Ezra’s family didn’t seem to be well-liked so far. “Au contraire, I plan on being there myself and well on my way to a hangover by mid-afternoon,” he said, holding out his hand for her to shake.

“I have a cab coming to pick you up at midday, be ready. Bring your camera if you want shots for your story. Wear white and don’t be a party pooper. I’ll be wasted by then so take this message as my sincerest of apologies while I’m still sober.”

“Men will fight and fight with no resolution. Women are the peace bringers. We would all be doomed without you.”

“Sometimes, when we live somewhere long enough, we forget to admire what gemstones are right under our nose, forgotten about for dreams of bigger and wilder places,”

Ana felt her heels beginning to blister,

I will say, she has now had time to buy or bring proper footwear.