Wraith Enchanted

ISBN Digital: 978-1-61217-902-5
ISBN Print: 978-1-61217-901-8
Page Count: 264
Word Count: 67487
Rating: Spicy(PG13)


Wraith Series

Celia Brian is a witch--and that's not the worst of her problems.

 She's been in love with spell-catching Wraith warrior Jonas Grey her entire life. Sparring partner, friend, confidante--that's all she expects from Jonas. Beautiful golden gods aren't meant for mere mortals, even if she does entertain fantasies every once in a while.

 After demons murder his wife, the only focus Jonas has is killing his enemies. He lost his Amorta, his soul mate, and doesn't deserve to be interested in another woman, especially not his good friend and boss's daughter.

When Celia unearths an ancient riddle that triggers a series of attempts on her life, Jonas's protective instincts are roused. Bound by a prophecy that could grant their deepest desires or take their lives, Jonas and Celia engage in the age-old battle between good and evil, life and death, and male and female.

Rating: Spicy
Page Count: 264
Word Count: 67487
978-1-61217-901-8 Paperback
978-1-61217-902-5 Digital


Celia scrabbled backward like a crab, the sole focus of two murderous demons intent on making her their next victim.

Throwing out the strongest deflector she had, Cee retreated into a corner only to find herself trapped. She gulped a deep breath and rose shakily to her feet. If she was going to die, it wouldn’t be cowering on the floor. She hurled spell after spell toward the demons, and they knocked them aside like so many annoying gnats. The smell of rot and sulfur gagged her as the two monsters loomed closer, and she gathered herself for one last flurry of attacks. She would at least give them a fight.

The first of her fireballs missed the scaly hide of the lead demon as it slid to a sudden halt and spun, crouching and hissing. The second demon did the same, and Cee took advantage of their distraction to slide along the wall. If she reached the open door, maybe, just maybe, she could escape. She spared a glance at the demons and did a double take. The air distorted in hazy waves, and a familiar male form materialized between her and the first monster. He easily deflected the demon’s attack spells by raising his hands and flicking them away.


His golden head ducked and lithe body spun under the sweeping arms of the demon. A fist shot under the snout of the creature, driving its head up and back. His other hand followed and gripped where ears should have been. With a quick, violent wrench, the head came off, and he tossed it away before turning toward the second demon.

Cee tore her gaze from his broad back to track the beast’s skull as it spun like a top and hit the floor with a solid thump before skittering away under the kitchen table. The second demon’s body fell to reveal another man standing behind it, his knives black with blood. Cee only got a fleeting glimpse before Jonas loomed in front of her.

“Are you okay?” he asked, not even out of breath.

Celia stared, wide-eyed and panting, her attraction and appreciation shamefully undimmed by the deadly events that had just taken place. Of course Jonas would come to her rescue, as if conjured when she needed him most.

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