Come For A Spell

Blurb I BETRAYED MY COVEN FOR MONSTER LUST. I’m a passion witch, he’s an ox-skull demon, can I make it any more obvious? Ok, that’s the shorter version of this quick and dirty tale. The Moon Halo Coven always told me to stay in the light. But being good is so boring and this darkness in the woods pleases me like a champ. But can I really submit to his every demand, let him be my master, and all this other weird stuff just for some good lust? Or am I just delirious on good lovin’? Either way, this monster has awoken something dark inside me and I can’t wait to get to know her… Read my story for a good time not a long time. Love, Merimange the Passion Witch Merimange is restless within the confines of The Moon Halo Coven. When the crones want to keep her away from the fun on Halloween in Ash Grove, she decides to embark on her own night of mischief. But something worse intervenes, a voice in the dark, a shadow with a rough touch and sinister motives. Find out if Merimange chooses good or evil when her true powers are unlocked by an unlikely source. Spoiler alert, there are no good guys, heroes, or healthy relationships here. This is an 18+ wickedly hot novella set in The Halloween Boys universe and includes a few familiar faces from Ash Grove. You don’t have to read The Halloween Boys to know what’s going on, but it would be cooler if you did. This novella encompasses Halloween and the couple days there after and ends with an HEA. They each have something the other craves and they’re each willing to stop at nothing to get what they want… but who’s darkness will win? Come For A Spell WICKED ECSTASY KAT BLACKTHORNE Copyright © 2023 by Kat Blackthorne 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 is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, monsters, magical practices, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. You hate me but you’re still reading. Damn, you’re a fan. Contents You’ve Been Warned I II III IV V VI VII VIII IX X XI XII XIII Afterword Also by Kat Blackthorne You’ve Been Warned I am not responsible for any of you spooky babes wandering into the woods and trying to flirt with cryptids, monsters, demons, or other folkloric beings. They may or may not be as hot and amorous as I’m describing. This is novella follows villains in the The Halloween Boys universe. Everyone’s toxic and no one does the right thing. If you’re down for a quick story with monster f-ing and an unhinged sex-witch, you’ve come to the right place. There’s magic, witchcraft, graphic sex, dub-con, marking, breeding, toys, and dub-con. For a full list please see author’s site. NOW GO ON, FLIRT WITH THE DARKNESS. I “What’s the matter? I have to be a witch, I have to be a mortal, I have to be a teenager and I have to be a girl all at the same time. That’s what’s the matter.” -Sabrina The Teenage Witch MAGIC AND ORGASMS WERE TEDIOUS BUSINESS. They each evaded me. None of my sisters in the Moon Halo Coven worked with sex magic. But I’d heard that some witches could cast spells with their pleasure. I wanted to be a sex witch. The few orgasms I’d had were … well, I’m not even sure if they were officially that. When I asked my fellow witches, they only laughed and said if I didn’t think it was, then it probably wasn’t. I’d taken part in sex rituals, I’d had sex with women, men, witches, and even a pirate once. The experience was enjoyable, but not like what others experienced. Maybe I was broken. But my category of witchery didn’t matter, because it was my favorite night of the year. The night where the dead walked among us, the veil was thin, the air crisp and tinted with pumpkin and smoke. Halloween. And being that Ash Grove was boring as fuck every month of the year aside from October, I was dying to party at Hallows Fest. I pulled the strings of my black leather corset over the top of my dark purple dress. Hell, I even wore a witch hat and knee-high boots. I gingerly clutched my fingers around my broom handle and made to step outside of Magia Eclectics when a voice made me cringe. “Merimange, where are you going?” At least it wasn’t Marcelene, our coven’s crone, who caught me sneaking out. “I was just going to patrol the perimeter of the town by sky, Elora.” She’d been a high priestess for all of a month and thought she could boss me around already. I knew I was supposed to stay for an all-coven meeting, but with how the crones went on and on, I’d be there all night and miss out on Hallows Fest on Hallo-fucking-ween. Elora turned a crystal ball slightly on its stand before using her long sleeve to buff out her fingerprints. Her hair was spiked in a pointed black mohawk, and I noticed what looked like a fresh tattoo peeking out from the neck of her robes. Ugh, now I’m lusting after my high priestess who is decidedly trying to sour my fun. She was attractive, though. I liked her well enough, and I was perpetually horny. Though Elora seemed like the kind of friend who’d encourage you to get bangs instead of prying the scissors from your hands. You know, sort of nice, but also devious in a sabotaging type of way. “Sorry, M, but you have to stay. We all do.” “Why?” “There are new threats on