Karen_Osaghae_

For thousands of years, my family has been running from the demons which seek to terminate the last lineage of the ancestral witches of the coven. I am the most powerful witch remaining but I haven't fully manifested my powers. The struggle is how to balance my life between my best friends, the guy I love and my duties as a witch while keeping my secret a secret and staying hidden.

The Spell Within~

<p>Pulling the sword pendant from my neck, it doubles in size as I ready my stance to attack. He somehow pulls his own magical sword from I don't know where and plunges towards me. I raise my sword to counter his attack, the screeching of sword against sound loud in the parlor. He retreats his sword, then aim for me again but this time I quicker so I plunge my sword in his left arm. As a human, when stabbed or pricked by a sharp object, the next course of action is blood will gush out from the wound. But the wound I'm staring at right now, there is no blood. Even on my sword, no blood. He laughs at me just before doing a 360 and giving me a hot slap on my face, making me drop my sword. I wasn't expecting that. Shit, it stings like crazy. If I needed any proof that this really isn't my father, I think I just got it. In my seventeen years of being on this earth, my father never slapped me. Not once.</p>

CHAPTER SIXTY ~Chanel