Sacrificed

Finding acceptance, love and happiness is worth the fight—even if it claims her life.


Though Hailey, Kieran, and Piers have survived the Shadow Walk Prison, the news they bring with them is dire. Templars have allied with demons to eradicate all Wiccans. The horrifying and deadly combination has the covens and the Magus Corps scrambling, with no clear means to survive.

Nor has Hailey come through unscathed. Even Liona, the most ancient witch of them all, can’t tell Hailey the meaning of her changed eyes. Though Hailey may have left the Shadow Walk Prison, it seems not to have left her.

Even in the midst of the turmoil, as the final battle draws nigh, she and her lovers forge a new relationship. For the first time in her life, Hailey knows love and true happiness. But as she struggles to fulfill her destiny and protect the people she loves, the Shadow Walk Prison beckons with an opportunity she can’t refuse.

A fantastic end to a seriess. What happens when you add a witch, a major from the Magus Corps, and a Coven Master? Unlimited power, or so it seems.Kindle Reviewer
What a great action paranormal romance. Character in the storyline was wonderful. Story was wild.
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I read this series on my Unlimited Kindle; however, I plan to buy the whole series so I can reread it as many times as I want.Kindle Reviewer
WOW!!!!! I did not see this coming.Kindle Reviewer

Hailey could not escape the idea that she had done something wrong. Kieran and Piers stayed close to her the entire way back to Wyoming from the Alps. When they had been on the long commercial flight, she kept her head down, ensuring that her unnatural eyes were not noticed by the flight personnel that took care of them.

“But it doesn’t hurt, right?” Kieran asked, an edge of anxiety in his voice.

He was a big man, big enough that his shoulders were a little cramped in the airline seats. In another situation, his anxious questions would have been amusing, but Hailey had never felt less like laughing.

“It doesn’t. It doesn’t at all. I’m fine if I just ignore how I look in the mirror.”

It was true. When she looked in the mirror, most of her features were exactly where they were supposed to be. Her hair was still red and wavy, her skin was still fair, and she still had the same smatter of freckles over her nose. However, her eyes, which had been green since the day that she was born, were a deep and unsettling purple tinged with an ugly green. The color suffused them from the pupil through what used to be white. Though she could see just fine, the discoloration was a constant reminder of their journey in the Shadow Walk Prison, the hallucinatory dreamworld inhabited by demons.

Piers, her other lover, was uncharacteristically silent most of the way. He smiled comfortingly. He had handled the travel arrangements with competence and care. But when he wasn’t on the phone with the Castle, he was often lost in his own thoughts.

It made a certain amount of sense, Hailey figured. He had only gone to the Alps in the first place because she was involved. Not only was she his lover, she was a member of his coven, the sanctuary for Wiccans known as the Castle. As the coven master, he took his responsibilities to his people very seriously.

Kieran had checked in with his own superiors at the Magus Corps as well. While on their rescue mission in the Alps, they had found that the Wiccans’ ancestral enemy, the Templars, had found a way to control Wiccans infested with demons, creating supernatural powerhouses that were capable of immense destructive power. Those Templars were on the verge of launching an attack, and the Magus Corps had to be ready.

When they landed in Wyoming, Hailey was struck with a sense of déjà vu. It hadn’t been all that long ago when Kieran had taken her from her home coven to Piers’s. Just as she had then, Julie, a skilled pilot and witch, was there to greet them. They would make the last part of the journey in her small plane.

As they threw their luggage into the hold, Hailey quirked an eyebrow at Kieran.

“Not going to run off on me again?” she asked softly.

“That was not well done of me,” he admitted. “Duty called, and I’m bad at resisting it.”

“I understand that,” she said, buckling herself in. “I just want to know if it is going to happen again.”

His large hand closed over her small one.

“I wish I could tell you I would never leave you again,” he said, his voice soft and regretful. “After this business with the Templars is over, I would swear to it. But right now? With what we know? I don’t even know myself where I’m going to be in twenty-four hours.”

Hailey felt her heart twist at his words. She knew that she couldn’t expect him to stay when there might be a war in the works. She understood it, but she still couldn’t stem the tide of sadness that overwhelmed her.

His hand on hers tightened and he leaned close to press his lips to hers in a soft kiss. No matter how she felt or what was going on, she could still take pleasure in this. She could still love the taste of him, the woodsy scent of his skin and the warmth of his body.

“I love you,” he whispered. “I love you so much. The only thing I want more than to be at your side is to keep you safe. I can’t promise you that I won’t leave, but I promise that when I return, it’ll be to stay for good.”

Hailey nodded, trying to hold back her tears. It was enough. It would have to be.

She started to speak, but then Piers sat down on the seat across from theirs. Julie’s plane was tiny. Hailey reached across the aisle to touch Piers, running her fingers over the angle of his jaw. He looked up at her surprised, then pleased.

“It’s going to be all right,” he said.

She quirked an eyebrow.

“Are you trying to convince me or yourself?” she asked.