Of Wicked Blood
The Quatrefoil Chronicles, Book 1
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Narrateur(s):
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Holly Fielding
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Thomas Locklear
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Auteur(s):
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Olivia Wildenstein
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Katie Hayoz
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No rest for the wicked...or the cursed.
SLATE
I didn't mean to steal the Bloodstone from the De Morel's crypt. Scratch that, I did mean to steal it. Until I realized it was a curse-magnet that only comes off if I, along with a jolly trio, successfully defeat four curses. If any of us fail, I'm dead. I've never been a glass half-empty sort of person, but my glass looks in dire need of a refill right about now. The only highlight of this wicked treasure hunt: feisty, entitled Cadence de Morel.
CADENCE I was raised on tales of magic, in a small town reputed to be the birthplace of French witchcraft. Did I believe all the stories I heard? Absolutely not. I mean, if magic existed, Maman wouldn't have died, and Papa wouldn't be stuck in a wheelchair, right? Wrong. The night Slate Ardoin waltzes into my life, wearing a ring he stole from my mother's grave, I call him a monster. But then I meet real ones, and Slate, well...he becomes something else to me. Something frustrating to live with, but impossible to live without. Something I will fight for, no matter the cost.
Warning: profuse cursing (and not just the magical kind).
©2021 Olivia Wildenstein and Katie Hayoz (P)2023 WildStone Publishing