Spells and Slip-ups
Annie Anderson
(The Wrong Witch, #1)
Publication date: July 5th 2022
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy
I suck at witchcraft.
Coming from a long line of famous witches, I should be at the top of the heap. Problem is, if there is a spell cast anywhere in my vicinity, I will somehow mess it up. As a probationary agent with the Arcane Bureau of Investigation, I have two choices: I can limp along and maybe pass myself off as a competent agent, or I can fail. Miserably.
Worse news? If I can’t get my act together, I may not only be out of a job, I could also lose my life.
Whose idea was this again?
EXCERPT
“Less do another shot.”
It was official. I was in Hell.
Staring at the redhead slamming back another shot of tequila, I contemplated exactly what I’d done in my past lives to warrant this punishment. Being stuck watching this walking fantasy of a woman swallow down the amber liquid was the highest form of torture. She was stunning—with legs I could see wrapped around my body, hair designed to be twisted around my fist.
And those eyes?
It was harder not to stare at her than it would be to simply take her. Not that I knew what I’d do with her once I had her. She was trouble, with every single letter capitalized and underlined.
Wren Bannister was the definition of a hot mess, and I’d never even spoken to her. Everyone in the arcane world knew about the black sheep of the Bannister family. The one who’d been responsible for more than her fair share of catastrophes.
Fucking with that witch would only destroy me.
Yet, the second I pulled her from the flames of that damned apothecary, her wretched curse became mine. Her touch, her scent, they burned their way through my very being until there was nothing left but the ashes of where my soul used to be.
But she wasn’t my mate. No.
When a wolf found their mate, it was a link between two souls—one that could never be broken. Not even by death.
What she did to me—what her touch did to me—was the darkest of magics. It was lust and obsession and desire and a near-mindless need to keep her safe. It was her jasmine and honey perfume in my nose, and imagining what her gasp sounded like, and… I shook my head, trying to clear it.
There had to be a way to break her spell—had to be.
How was I supposed to find my true mate with her scent in my nose? How was I supposed to come into my full power as an Acosta Alpha if I was stuck being a spelled lapdog to an absolute train wreck of a witch?
With only a week until my thirtieth birthday, I had to get her out of my head. If I didn’t… I didn’t even want to think about what would happen if I was still obsessed with her by then. She had to have spelled me.
Right?
Author Bio:
Annie Anderson is a military wife and United States Air Force veteran. Originally from Dallas, Texas, she is a southern girl at heart, but has lived all over the US and abroad. As soon as the military stops moving her family around, she’ll settle on a state, but for now she enjoys being a nomad with her husband, two daughters, an old man of a dog, and a young pup that makes life… interesting.
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ooh withces!! I don't read nearly enough books with witches in them. Sounds like a fun one
ReplyDeleteI don't read enough books with withes in them either. This does sound like a good book! Thanks for stopping by!
DeleteThanks for being on the tour! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you for having me be a part of the tour. It was my pleasure!
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