Charmed & Deadly

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Authors: Candace Havens
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could have requested one of them give me a ride, but I didn’t really want anyone in my way. I lied and told them I had to run an errand. Cole was busy on the phone, so I didn’t have to explain anything to him.
    I snuck into Nox’s building, shielding myself from security, and made my way up the elevator. Then I used magic to break into his apartment. I know, I know, but this guy had most likely been the one to hurt Garnout, and as I’ve mentioned, all bets are off when you mess with my friends. There were several wards on his door, all of them easy to break. He hadn’t bothered to lock the door itself; I’m sure he thought the wards would be enough. In a matter of seconds, I was inside.
    The floors of the apartment were painted black concrete, the walls and furniture white. I’m sure it was trés chic, but it was boring. No personality at all.
    Luckily for me, he was still in bed. I love waking up evil warlocks.
    I stood at the end of his bed, which was on a short platform. Played his mind in fast-forward for clues. It didn’t take long. I saw flashes of him torturing women. I could have killed him for that alone, but there was so much more. He had conspired with demons many times. His goal was to take over the coven from his sister, and then Constantine’s coven. And he’d done whatever it took to make it happen.
    I could hear him talking to the person who tried to murder Garnout, but I couldn’t see the evil being. It had been smart enough to shield itself, but Nox had used the evil to go after my favorite wizard.
    I’d seen enough.
    “Wake up, asshole!” I yanked the white fur blanket off the bed and threw it on the floor. “Ewww. This is real. What did you do, kill a polar bear? That’s just sick.”
    He sat straight up in bed, hands flying out to throw something, but I stopped him.
    “Who the fuck are you?” He didn’t have any eyebrows or hair. But he did have a six-pack. Good waste of abs, if you ask me .
    I laughed. It felt good. “I’m the chick who is going to kick your ass.” I tossed him out of the bed with magical force up against the wall. Then I let go.
    “Bitch!”
    I snorted. “You have no idea just how big of a bitch I can be, but I’m totally anxious for you to find out.” I motioned to him to come toward me. “Okay, big, bad warlock.” I deepened my tone with my best sexy voice. “Come and get me.”
    The evil and anger surrounding him grew. His aura was almost black. The world wouldn’t miss this guy. Oh, his sister might, for a few moments, until she discovered the truth about her nasty brother. Even Lilyana had her limits. After watching her with Constantine, I knew she was basically a good witch, but she’d been steered down the wrong path by this jerk.
    “So when were you planning to kill your sister? Today? Tomorrow? Or were you waiting for her to get caught up in one of the street wars?”
    He watched me, but he didn’t move. “You are insane, witch. I love my sister.”
    “Oh, I seriously doubt you love anyone but yourself, Nox. I think you would use anyone to gain power, including your sister.”
    “Who are you?” He was still against the wall. Boring. I was ready for a good, old-fashioned battle.
    I rolled my eyes. “You already asked that, and it’s none of your damn business. I know about you conspiring with the demons and everything you did to poor Lilyana. I know everything, Nox.”
    He growled and jumped for me. Yippee.
    I ducked and threw a warty spell at him. Yes, it was a petty little spell, but it was fun watching his face as bulbous skin bumps popped out all over his body. This warlock clearly took great pride in his appearance and couldn’t stand imperfection.
    Then it dawned on me. “ That’s why you wanted Lilyana dead. She’d consorted with the enemy. Tainted, she wasn’t fit to lead a coven. Right?”
    He sneered and then mumbled something. I threw up a shield, so whatever he tried to throw at me would bounce off and hit him.
    The spell

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