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Being an older brother has its perks. Nicholas thinks his sister Lacey is the perfect target for his manipulative schemes after a series of bad investments places him in a great need of money. He plots and schemes his way into getting others to do his bidding.
As Nicholas let lose a series of plans, tragic forces emerge. A vengeful seducer is unleashed, as he opens up doors to the past.
The past where the dead never dies.
Life will never be the same in thiss gripping shocking twist-filled story of love, lies, and redemption!
Will Lacey discover her brother’s deception before it’s too late?
Read an Excerpt
A half hour later, he made his way to the house on little Panoche Road. He quickly turned into the driveway.
As Tabitha open his car door and went to climb out of his car, she paused and then turned and stared back at him. “You know Quinn, I never thought you believed in all that hocus pocus stuff. You do know Madame Rosa is a witch.”
“I don’t believe in that hocus pocus stuff,” he said, his face was serious. “But I hear Madame Rosa has other gifts to offer.”
Tabitha saw the skepticism in his face. “Oh, you are looking for those things, like potions,” she said knowingly.
“What of it? Potions are harmless. Just fun and games.”
“Be careful Quinn, you do know Madame Rosa is the real thing?”
Quinn chuckled softly. “By real thing you mean a real witch. I only believe in witches on Halloween and today isn’t Halloween.”
“Just be warned Quinn, her potions come with a price that must be paid,” she said realizing that it was hopeless trying to tell him anything. “Pull around back Quinn,” Tabitha commanded. “Madame Rosa said you’ll find her out back. Oh, and have her money ready.”
Quinn hurried around to the back of the old rambling Victorian House. He’d been told the grand mansion had originally been built by an English nobleman in the 1800’s.
Madame Rosa was lying on a chase lounge staring up at the sky. She wasn’t old or thin. She rose up as Quinn drew near.
Quinn smiled warmly at the sight of her. She was attractive with long jet-black hair and deep green catlike eyes. She had an exotic beauty that could only be described as mesmerizing.
“You have my money Quinn?”
Quinn handed her what she wanted and as he did he could have sworn the air around him changed. It smelled like sweet sin.
She smiled wickedly. “So, tell me Quinn, is your situation so drastic that you had to come to me?” She stared back at him, “You are the Wizard of love?”
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