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    Witch Trippin': Magic and Mayhem Universe: Witchin', #3
    Witch Trippin': Magic and Mayhem Universe: Witchin', #3
    Witch Trippin': Magic and Mayhem Universe: Witchin', #3
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    Witch Trippin': Magic and Mayhem Universe: Witchin', #3

    By claudy conn

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    Okay, I broke a rule—who doesn't?

    But sending me off to a place called Assjacket was the outside of cruel. I am a party witch, born and bred in New Orleans. Assjacket is off the charts a nowhere zone.

    But no sooner did we land there, when this hunk of a hybrid walked in the door and oh hell, my body reacted, my thighs clenched.

    Who knew there was so much trouble and there was, in a place called Assjacket, West Virginia!

    LanguageEnglish
    Publisherclaudy conn
    Release dateJun 24, 2019
    ISBN9781393502951
    Witch Trippin': Magic and Mayhem Universe: Witchin', #3
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      Witch Trippin' - claudy conn

      Copyright

      Copyright © 2019 by Claudy Conn

      All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

      This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is coincidental.

      This book contains content that may not be suitable for young readers 17 and under.

      The Author of this Book has been granted permission by Robyn Peterman to use the copyrighted characters and/or worlds created by Robyn Peterman in this book. All copyright protection to the original characters and/or worlds of the Magic and Mayhem series is retained by Robyn Peterman.

      Foreward

      Blast Off with us into the Magic and Mayhem Universe!

      I’m Robyn Peterman, the creator of the Magic and Mayhem Series and I’d like to invite you to my Magic and Mayhem Universe.

      What is the Magic and Mayhem Universe, you may ask?

      Well, let me explain...

      It’s basically authorized fan fiction written by some amazing authors that I stalked and blackmailed! KIDDING! I was lucky and blessed to have some brilliant authors say yes! They have written brand new stories using my world and some of my characters. And let me tell you...the results are hilarious!

      So here it is! Blast off with us into the hilarious Magic and Mayhem Universe. Side splitting books by fantabulous authors! Check out each and every one. You will laugh your way to a magical HEA!

      For all the stories, go to https://magicandmayhemuniverse.com/. Grab your copy today!

      ~ Prologue ~

      "NO WAY, NO HOW, NOT going! I told my mother. No, Goddess, no. Don’t do this to me. And who names a town Assjacket, anyway? Mom, I am twenty-one and you can’t banish me." I folded my arms across my chest for emphasis.

      Oh, can’t I? my mother said, with a familiar glint.

      We live in New Orleans, and I am a party girl. Assjacket couldn’t even be a place...could it? Besides, my job... I offered, deciding now wasn’t the time to challenge my mom. She was capable of a great many things, and besides that, I love and respect her.

      Bennie, you are a wonderful architect and your father has been relying on your designs more and more lately, but...he will just have to do without you for a while. I am sure he can manage.

      But...

      "Look, honey, Assjacket isn’t so bad, my mother said in a soothing voice, also one I knew too well. And it is quite a bit better than being sent to Blue Balls...where my parents sent me when I overstepped."

      Diverted, I laughed. Blue Balls? Then I got serious again. "Mom...you can’t do this to me. Assjacket? How do you expect me to live in a town with a name like that? I was beside myself. I had plans, lots of plans, and all of them were meant to take place in the party town I loved, New Orleans. You don’t even like Marvin. I can’t believe you are doing this to me because of him. Mom, he is worse than an asswipe. He isn’t even worthy of being called a warlock. You are the one who warned me about him right from the get-go. Mom!" I could disobey, but that would bring my father into the picture, and that was another thing I didn’t want. Being twenty-one, I could just walk away...but here is the thing—kinda love my parents. Still, I am way past the age of being punished. Well, if I were a human, I would be. But not human, kinda still on leading strings.

      If your father wasn’t on a particular mission, he would have been told about your latest...dive into darkness. My mother patted her pretty blonde curls and eyed me reprovingly. My blondness comes from her, my green eyes from my dad. My dark brows and my volatile nature, also from my dad. Mom controls us both.

      My mother arched one of her well-shaped brows at me and put her hand on her fine hip. "Soooo, consider yourself lucky your father isn’t here. He would have sent you off without a second thought, and left you there indefinitely. Especially because he forbade you from dating Marvin and you went ahead and disregarded his wishes."

      My father is a powerful warlock, with more magic just in his pinky than any warlock now living in New Orleans. I think the dark in me originated in him. He has control of it...me—not so much.  He is in charge of several covens in our state. I was lucky just now as he is off arbitrating a territorial dispute. My mother is a wolf shifter and along with that, she has some interesting magical powers. I am a hybrid. My problem is that I know I am overloaded with dark powers. I don’t know where they come from. My parents know. I can tell by the way their eyes shift when I ask that they aren’t telling me what I need to know.

      Controlling those powers has been a challenge because I also have a temper. Dark powers feed off things like a wild disposition and a willful nature, both of which I have in abundance. I have often told my parents that it is their fault because I am an only child and they spoiled me.

      At any rate, I lost my temper because of dickhead Marvin. He decided, all by his lonesome, that I was meant to be his mate. At first, he went about it charmingly. When I didn’t give him enough of a response—not so charming.

      "What about poopface Marvin? Don’t you think he deserved to be shot into the next town? Mom, I would think you would be outraged at his behavior. He put his hands on me!"

      Poopface Marvin, eh? That isn’t what you called him when your father and I told you he wasn’t for you. You said he was so very handsome and charming. I am, in fact, taken aback that he actually asked you to marry him. There is no use putting this all on him. You encouraged him. My mother believes in getting to the meat of the matter and chewing. You gave him reason to believe you liked him a great deal.

      My mouth dropped open. I ignored what she said and got to my heart of the matter. "First of all, after that first kiss, I cooled to him and showed him, without being cruel, that I wasn’t into him. He didn’t take no for an answer. He tried to shake me into saying yes to marriage. He actually shook my shoulders, and when I wouldn’t agree to marry him, he forced a horrible wet kiss on my mouth! To be clear, he shoved his disgusting tongue down my throat against my will. I would think you..."

      "Benita! That is wrong on every level. You are quite right, but a simple slap across the face, which you are more than capable of doing, would have sufficed. You have been flirting with him for some weeks. I do agree that he should have picked up on the cold shoulder you have been trying to give him. However, some warlocks don’t easily take no for an answer, even so, what you did to him was...publically humiliating!"

      I shuffled my black boots on the hardwood floor and stared out the kitchen window at the garden. I didn’t mean to do that. Look, at first, he was, I thought...hot, then when I let him kiss me a couple of weeks ago, I knew...he wasn’t for me. I just knew. So I cooled it and avoided him. We don’t have the right chemistry.

      Indeed, but, Bennie...you sent him flying into the next county without regard for his pride, and, I daresay, you have made an enemy. That is the other reason I am sending you to Assjacket. He doesn’t need to see you for a while, until this all blows over.

      Not my fault. I don’t know what happens when the dark takes over...it just does, I complained.

      "Precisely why you need to be trained, and I know of only one person who can do it properly and quickly, and protect you

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