Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Witchin' Hard: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Witchin', #2
    Witchin' Hard: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Witchin', #2
    Witchin' Hard: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Witchin', #2
    Ebook118 pages2 hours

    Witchin' Hard: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Witchin', #2

    By claudy conn

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    Relying on Zelda to heal Kallem, Dilly is swept up into the raging battle threatening her family and her realm.

    And then—the unthinkable.

    The love of her life, Kallem, has betrayed her!

    Her heart is breaking, but, with her world literally about to fall apart, she can't take a 'time out'.

    If she doesn't do something soon, her realm will implode, and if it does, it will take down the Human and Fae Worlds as well.

    She is the 'key' and it is up to her to find a solution. Will she in time?

    Dilly's heart is caving, but, she can't give in to the hurt—not now when her realm is about to fall apart. She has to dive into Witchin'—hard.

    LanguageEnglish
    Publisherclaudy conn
    Release dateAug 27, 2018
    ISBN9781386174462
    Witchin' Hard: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Witchin', #2

    Read more from Claudy Conn

    Related to Witchin' Hard

    Titles in the series (3)

    View More
    View More

    Related ebooks

    Fantasy For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      Manifesting Magic

      Mar 3, 2022

      Manifesting Magic
      4 min read

    • Article

      A WING AND a prayer

      Sep 28, 2021

      A raven saved my life Cate McMurray, 47, from West Midlands I ’d always known I was different. As a small child, I used to see and hear people who weren’t there. One day, I was playing hide ‘n’ seek with my two sisters, and tucked myself away in a cu

      4 min read

    • Article

      Haunted

      Sep 27, 2023

      Haunted
      6 min read

    • Article

      BEDKNOBS AND broomsticks

      Sep 1, 2020

      Lara Wells, 51, from Dumfries and Galloway, Scotland I’ve always known I was different. Even as a child, I knew things other people didn’t, like when there was going to be a thunderstorm, or who was on the other end of the phone – and this was back

      3 min read

    • Article

      The Family Plot

      May 7, 2020

      The Family Plot
      10 min read

    • Article

      Cricket League

      Sep 1, 2019

      Ayat Jaffar, age 9 Avon, OH Over winter break, I went to Umrah. Umrah is an Islamic Pilgrimage to Mecca in Saudi Arabia. I went with my mom, dad, and older sister. We went around a big black stone and between two big mountains seven times each in mem

      7 min read

    • Article

      Caught Out

      Oct 2, 2022

      Caught Out
      9 min read

    • Article

      Longer on Moon

      Sep 22, 2022

      Longer on Moon
      19 min read

    • Article

      Nothing To Fear

      Jan 26, 2021

      Nothing To Fear
      8 min read

    • Article

      Sexual Tension

      Jun 5, 2023

      Sexual Tension
      13 min read

    • Article

      Small Tortoiseshell

      Mar 8, 2022

      Small Tortoiseshell
      5 min read

    • Article

      In The Spotlight: Your Writing Genre - Busting

      Apr 4, 2024

      What an inventive lot the WM writers proved themselves to be with the ‘Genre-busting' submission call! The response was terrific, with a postbag full of playful, off-the wall writing that read as if its creators had a gonzo riot mashing up elements f

      5 min read

    • Article

      Pulling Up Azaleas

      Jan 10, 2023

      Throughout their lives, women are showered with bouquets of roses on numerous splendid occasions. But men? They’re only given flowers at their funeral. It’s a harsh world for men, as our lives tend to go unappreciated until death. Such was the case a

      22 min read

    • Article

      Habibi

      Jun 5, 2023

      Habibi
      11 min read

    • Article

      The Man I Should Have Married

      Dec 29, 2019

      The Man I Should Have Married
      11 min read

    • Article

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary

      Jun 17, 2020

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary
      7 min read

    • Article

      Yara And The Witch Queen

      Oct 1, 2019

      I knew the dangers of witchcraft. My parents had told me about the time before I was born, when magic plagued our desert kingdom of Bahati. Untrained witch doctors trying to cure warts ended up paralyzing their patients or turning them into crocodile

      10 min read

    • Article

      That Particular Sunday

      Jul 6, 2023

      That Particular Sunday
      26 min read

    • Article

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary

      Jun 17, 2020

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary
      7 min read

    • Article

      Lasting LOVE

      Feb 28, 2024

      Lasting LOVE
      6 min read

    • Article

      Satan’s little Helpers

      Jun 9, 2020

      Satan’s little Helpers
      4 min read

    • Article

      SLEEPING WITH The Enemy

      Feb 18, 2020

      Annaliese Moorhouse, 44, West Yorkshire Throwing my arms round Mum, I pressed an envelope into her hand. ‘Surprise!’ I beamed as she tore it open. Mum looked at what was inside and gasped. ‘You shouldn’t have, Annaliese!’ she said. ‘This is such a

      4 min read

    • Article

      I See Dead People

      Jun 6, 2022

      I See Dead People
      3 min read

    • Article

      Night Terrors

      May 12, 2020

      Night Terrors
      4 min read

    • Article

      Cricket Ceague

      May 1, 2019

      Katarina Antonisen, age 10 Good Hope, GA Around the cornerI see her.Along the streetsI see them.The oneWho bound me.Her ravensWho watch me.I cannot be freed.And I warn you to bewareOf the woman in blackAnd her ravensWith feathers and coatOf night an

      3 min read

    • Article

      The Alpaca EXPERIENCE

      May 25, 2021

      The Alpaca EXPERIENCE
      6 min read

    • Article

      The Silence of Witches

      Dec 10, 2019

      The Silence of Witches
      6 min read

    • Article

      My modern FAIRY TALE

      Dec 3, 2020

      The distinction between good and evil in fairy stories is always very clear, and though good doesn’t always win, evil is, if not vanquished, then at least exposed for what it is. However, the fairy stories I grew up with were very different to the ‘s

      3 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Witchin' Hard

    0 ratings

    0 ratings0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      Witchin' Hard - claudy conn

      Witchin’ Hard

      By Claudy Conn

      Edited by: Alicia Carmical

      Cover by: Dawn Sullivan

      CONTENTS

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Epilogue

      About Claudy

      Copyright

      Copyright © 2018 by Claudy Conn

      All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

      This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is coincidental.

      This book contains content that may not be suitable for young readers 17 and under.

      The Author of this Book has been granted permission by Robyn Peterman to use the copyrighted characters and/or worlds created by Robyn Peterman in this book. All copyright protection to the original characters and/or worlds of the Magic and Mayhem series is retained by Robyn Peterman.

      Forward

      Blast Off with us into the Magic and Mayhem Universe!

      I’m Robyn Peterman, the creator of the Magic and Mayhem Series and I’d like to invite you to my Magic and Mayhem Universe.

      What is the Magic and Mayhem Universe, you may ask?

      Well, let me explain...

      It’s basically authorized fan fiction written by some amazing authors that I stalked and blackmailed! KIDDING! I was lucky and blessed to have some brilliant authors say yes! They have written brand new stories using my world and some of my characters. And let me tell you...the results are hilarious!

      So here it is! Blast off with us into the hilarious Magic and Mayhem Universe. Side splitting books by fantabulous authors! Check out each and every one. You will laugh your way to a magical HEA!

      For all the stories, go to https://magicandmayhemuniverse.com/. Grab your copy today!

      The Prophecy

      "Dark Chamber of Spells blesses the witch’s hand.

      Sifting, sifting, sifting over Rucker land.

      Beware

      The light extinguished – darkness blights all.

      One will stand against evil’s call.

      Beware

      Donai hovers, and falls, but she may shine.

      Crossing, ever crossing the dark line.

      Beware."

      ~ One ~

      ONE MINUTE, I WAS STANDING over Kallem...waiting for Zelda to do her thing and heal him and the next minute, I was distracted by a whirling noise that buzzed incessantly in my ear. It was like a fly who just won’t take a hint. I almost swatted at the noise.

      Kallem looked like he was in a coma. My heart ached. I was helpless, and it was a damnable position. He had been shot protecting me and my mother.

      He had been shot five times with iron tipped arrows. He is a Fae and the iron poison had taken almost an immediate effect. Although he is not just a Fae, but a royal, a prince of Daoine, iron is a poison that can kill him.

      Zelda was a human witch with the gift of healing. Would Zelda be able to heal him?

      She looked distressed. She cursed and said something about iron poison being out of her normal healing capacity.

      Iron poison is a tricky thing for Fae and he had taken several hits. So much of it was in his blood. I started biting my nails as I clasped my hands and watched her bend over the love of my life.

      Zelda...please?

      Good Goddess, I’m working on it!

      A very large, gray cat waddled over and said, Zelda...I have a bet going on with Jango that you can heal this sucker, so put all you have into it!

      "If I do save him, Fat Bastard, you are splitting the winnings with me. Now quiet!" Zelda said, putting up a hand to silence him. He sidled off mumbling something not very pretty.

      Zelda...hurry. I was anxious. Something was wrong in the aura above me. Something awful was about to happen. I could sense trouble about to explode. My mother hung near me, touching my back to give me comfort.

      Zelda made a face at me, but allowed her palms to hover over the wounds, one at a time. She looked like she was going to collapse. Oh no, oh no.

      The strength of the buzzing all around my head increased in volume, but no one else seemed to hear it. Where was it coming from?

      The roof?

      I stared up at the ceiling and all at once, a splintering of wood and fragments of the roof shingles went flying in every direction, leaving a hole in the roof and the atmosphere the size of an elephants’ middle.

      That dark hole continued into the blue sky for as far as I could see. I stared, more than a little dumbfounded.

      Zelda shouted, What the fuck!  Someone is going to pay for my roof damage!

      Whatever had made the dark hole, took shape.

      Sharp clawed hands that seemed to have arms stretched out of the long portal.

      Just before the claws grabbed me, I heard a primal grunt and I’m pretty damn sure I saw glowing red eyes.

      I struggled against the claws that pricked me and felt my warm blood begin to ooze out of the wounds they made.

      Mom threw herself at me and caught me around my middle. She wasn’t letting go anytime soon, but I screamed, Mom...let go! Please, Mom, stay safe with Zelda.

      She didn’t listen. Of course she didn’t listen. I love my mom, but it isn’t often she will listen to me. She held on and chanted magic, but the claw that had me yanked hard.

      Hence, the two of us went hurtling upwards, sucked up by a force neither one of us was able to escape. I held onto my mom’s clothes so she wouldn’t be ripped apart from me as we traveled through a funnel where tornado like winds swirled around us.

      My legs kept smashing into the slimy walls of the portal (it had to be a portal). I saw Mom was suffering the same hits. Damn, but we were going to be seriously bruised after this trip.

      I took a hit to my shoulder. Holy Hell, that was going to leave an ugly bruise.

      I lost one of my beautiful boots. Now that was annoying.

      It’s odd what occurs to you when you are being abducted by a monster. It occurred to me that I was going to have a difficult time replacing my boots, as I had gotten them on sale.

      Why was this happening now—now when my prince needed me?

      Where would this land us? Why did I ask such a stupid question?

      Because I knew. I knew where this was going to plop us down.

      How could I not know? Only one warlock would go to this much trouble to get his hands on me and the ‘key’, and that was Morlan.

      Of course, he had located us. That was my fault. I used my magic to create a portal to get Kallem to Zelda. It would have been great if Kallem had been conscious enough to have shifted directly to Faery and been healed by his own. However, he had been in no condition to use his shifting to get home. So, I had only the one option. And that option meant I had to use my witchy magic, strong, darkly tinged, witchy magic and Morlan immediately tracked its scent.

      Damn, and double damn.

      We landed heavily, Mom and I rolled across the floor. I scrambled to my feet and helped my mother up before I looked around.

      Being right, I have discovered many, oh so many, times is not always fun.

      Morlan stood with his arms folded across his chest, in his black wizard robe flowing around his tall lean form. His auburn hair, now slicked back and braided, had gained (since I last saw him) a long white streak at his forehead. It decorated the braid, which reached the middle of his back. Some females in our realm think Morlan is ‘hot’. I don’t. 

      He has always given me the creeps and now, I just want to cut him until he is dead.

      At the moment, he appears to be possessed—and beyond reason by his obsession with me and the key. His eyes were nearly black with evil and glee. He didn’t speak.

      "Morlan," I said in way of acknowledgement rather than greeting. Time to get the show going. I had to stall him while I figured out a way to rescue my mom and myself.

      I hoped he wouldn’t notice me doing a quick assessment of our location. I knew where we were, I have often been here with my parents for formal events. We were in what used to be the Rucker Palace ballroom—turned into an enormous office, where he no doubt held court.

      The scene

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1