Book 2 of The Samantha Scott Series
Some decisions change everything…
Samantha digs deeper to find out about her witchy past. Her discovery sends her world and magic into overdrive. She discovers secret realms and uncovers a truth she always anticipated. While she is half-Bruxa—a light witch, something more sinister may lay claim on her other half.
After the stone curse wears off, Jade returns to Cadiza to assert her rule. Blythe, the dark magic ruler pleas for her help, Samantha must choose a side. Should she embrace the known—a life she's loved and revered since birth. Does she stay true to her vendetta against the Elders council?
Swaying her decision are her omnipresent match, Xander and the human love of her life, Malakai. With both men still vying for her affections, Samantha has bold decisions to make before time runs out. The threat of war between light and dark witches is scary, but magic bleeding into the human world is disastrous. Will Samantha be swayed by her heart or her head?
“Stop, don’t do this.” My voice wavered as resentment masked my haunting despair. His sturdy grasp stayed on my hand as he shut his eyes tightly and tried to calm his breathing. I took the moment to plead with him again, although the cast to defend myself was on the tip of my tongue.
“Please, just talk to me.”
My talisman tattoo lit as it did in any heightened emotional state. Without taking his gaze off mine, he raised my hand very slowly and pointed the knife straight at his shirtless chest directly above his heart. Blood welled where the tip pierced his skin. I was a prisoner to his grip, unable to move for fear I’d harm him further. He twisted the knife deeper until a steady stream of blood ran down his chest. Bile rose in my throat and strangled any words that would help the situation. He finally spoke.
“Do it, Samantha.” His voice was sharp but the pain in his eyes seared my heart. I shook my head subtly and with a pang realized he was serious. This would be the end. I regained an ounce of composure but my response was feeble.
“You don’t have to do this. There’s always a way.” Not so, my heart whispered back. He didn’t believe my words either. He quirked his mouth up in one corner as he shook his head in disagreement.
“I am disgusted with myself. Help me, Samantha. Only you can ease my torment.” I bit my quivering lip as I listened to the man I loved beg to die, pleading to end his life because of our differences.
He pointed with his free hand to the bloody knife and his heart. “This is yours. Shut it down or let it live, but make a decision. I can’t deal with this anymore.” A tear sneaked out the corner of my eye. His beautiful wide eyes were questioning. It was like some sixth sense finally awakened him. He knew exactly what I would do.
“Kiss me or kill me, Samantha.”
I hesitated briefly then screamed out in horror as he pulled my hand. The knife went in further. He knew I wouldn’t stop him.