The Coven (Coven of Bones, #1)

by Harper L. Woods

“If it is order that you value, then I will bring you nothing but chaos.”

“If there is magic in blood, imagine what kind of magic resides in blood that can only be given once? It forms a bond, an obsession, between the Vessel and his witch,” he said, snapping his hips forward and burying himself to the hilt.

“You really are so fucking beautiful, even when you lie through your teeth.”

“I cannot love you in this form,” he said, his voice softening as he took my other hand in his and rested it atop the chest of his other body. His true body. “But I can in my own. Let me love you as you deserve, Witchling.”