Evie Wilde

When there're four of them, and one of me, we can’t have any secrets.

I need to focus on improving my magic. And having four delicious men can make things complicated. Especially when Kyler is distracted by a mysterious friend from his past who is revealing all of Kyler’s secrets, some of which I wish I didn’t know.

Meanwhile, Archmage Edius is making moves, and if we don’t study hard, he’s going to best us. Maybe he already has. At the Fall Festival, a mass poisoning screams of his evil handiwork.

No matter how strong I’m becoming, I need my men to strive for more so we can defeat him, for good. The chemistry between us is electric, now I just need my magic to follow suit. Oliver, Braeden and Dash are all hitting the books, but Kyler’s gifts are different. In the end, he’ll have to make a choice.

I don’t know what I’ll do if he doesn't choose us. I have to believe he will.

A History of Hexing is created by Evie Wilde, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

A History of Hexing

"Where the hell are we?" Dash asked. He shook his head as he studied the devastation around us.


"Throw in some flames and I would say we're in hell," Oliver said. He studied the plants around us. "Never seen anything like this."


I walked to the gate leading to the decrepit old city and felt a tinge of insufferable gloom, as if we'd been brought to the most depressing place in the world.


"You feel it?" Dash asked. "The heaviness."


"Like all the world's problems reside here," Oliver said. He pulled his computer from his back pocket.


"Means bad shit is waiting for us on the other side." Dash stood in front of the gate, watching me continue forward. "Your feet," Dash said, and I stopped walking.


I lifted my foot, and several muddy strands of muck extended between my shoe and the ground. I began walking again, and the muck did everything it could to make my travels harder. 


Chapter 20: Cassandra