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KYRA: My mother was a witch, she said. It ran in our family line, she said. Now that she's dead, I miss her so much. I long for that family connection. Near Samhain, I travel back to her birthplace in the West Virginia mountains, to honor her spirit. I feel the power in this ground. I feel her presence. But after the ritual is complete, I'm disoriented by the bright moonlight. I'm lost, and alone. LANDON: I'm heading home from my friends' Halloween party, up to my cabin on Moonlight Ridge. I have to walk past the abandoned Macallan place. My granny always told me that witches lived there. Be careful, she said, or you'll be enchanted by them. In the bright moonlight, I see the girl of my dreams, beautiful and otherworldly. Granny was right: I'm bewitched.
Author
Carly writes short romance stories as steamy and sweet as a triple-vanilla latte, served extra hot. If you’ve ever wished that a Hallmark™ movie showed what happened in the bedroom—in glorious technicolor detail—her books are for you! Grab your favorite hot beverage and join her for the fun. She loves chai, homemade mulled cider, Riesling and Beaujolais, and vanilla lattes (iced or extra-hot). Carly wrote her first love story at the age of ten, featuring tragic Romeo-and-Juliet deaths, and only much later discovered that she preferred stories where the lovers live, with happily-ever-after endings. She enjoys snuggling under blankets in the winter, and under the stars in summer. Loves kissing Mr. Right in exotic locations, as well as in their very own kitchen. She lives in Virginia with the love of her life and a goofball dog.
