Free The 13th Witch Complete Trilogy by Stacey Thompson-Geer

escape if it was Eric and Marie and the other witches that they knew.
    “They have been getting stronger with the moon and the full moon is only a few days away. Anything is possible.” My dad said this with a matter of fact tone. “You have to get her out of here.”
    Conner nodded to my dad and pulled a bottle from his pocket. I knew what it was for and tried to pull away. I didn't want to leave my dad again, not now after losing my mother. His grip was to strong and he yanked me back into him. He threw the bottle onto the wood floor. The same purple smoke consumed us. I looked back at my father and knew that this was the last time that I would see him.

Ten
    When I opened my eyes again, I felt the tears starting. I knew that they would probably not be able to get away and if they did, they would probably would be hurt or better off dead. Did they even have a place to go if they got away?
    I looked through the tears that were trying to start and found that I was back at Conner's house. We were standing in front of that house and the sun was still high in the sky. I pulled away from Conner and looked at him.
    “How could you just leave them there?” I screamed at him. My heart was pounding and I was very angry at the idea of just leaving my dad and his sister there.
“You aren't ready to face them yet.” Conner said as calm as could be.
    “Then why didn't they follow us or come first?” “Their trying to keep you safe.”
    “What's it matter if all the good people are dead?” I was so mad and felt so helpless at the same time. My mom was dead and I feared that my dad would soon be too. That thought scared me more than anything that I could ever dream of.
    “It matters a lot. Before long there will be a full moon and we'll both have to stop them.” He started walking to the house and I followed him unsure of what he meant by that.
    When we got into the house he pulled a book from the drawer in the living room. I was not the same book that we had used when we were making the potions and spells that we had been working on the last time I was here. It looked a bit older and had a lot of writing in it. Not like the normal spell book that we had used in the past for our other spells.
    He opened it and started flipping through pages. I watched as he finally settled on a page with a lot of different drawings on it as well as the writing. It was sloppy but could be read if you knew who it was that had written it.
    “This was my mothers.” Conner said plainly as he read the page to himself. “She wrote all the dreams in it that she had so that she would remember them and so that others could as well if it was too far into the future.”
He stopped looking and started to read out loud to me.
    “On a full moon after there has been a big war between the good witches and the bad, there will be a time that black magic can take control and shift the balance.” Conner stopped and looked at me. “This is the right year and I think that's what Eric and Marie are trying to do. There are only a few left that can stop them.” He was calm, but there was something in his voice that read fear. He was afraid.
So was I.
    He looked over at me and saw the look on my face. He reached out to me and pulled me to him. I settled into him and finally felt as though I was safe. He bent his face down so it was close to mine and met my lips. He kissed me hard and passionately. I let go of all of the things that had been going on and wrapped my arms around his neck. He picked me up and carried me up the stairs to a room that I'd never been in.
It was Connor's room.
     
He laid me down gently and kissed my lips again as he swung the door shut behind him.

Eleven
    I opened my eyes and looked to the right of my bare body to see Conner sleeping peacefully next to me. His muscular chest rising and falling with each breath. I thought about what Eric had said and wondered if what I was fighting was real or if it was his gift controlling my actions. I