What A Witch Wants: Magic and Mayhem Universe: What A Witch, #1
4.5/5
()
About this ebook
Magical artifacts can be deadly…or seductive, and Amethyst St. John delights in them all. She's curator for the U.K. Covens' Magical Artifacts Library, and her magic isn't the usual run-of-the-mill hocus-pocus. Oh no. With her powers, she can turn the nastiest artifact harmless.
Unfortunately, her magic is useless when her egotistical mother pressures her to marry a depraved aristocrat. So, when the most powerful witch in the world asks her to present an artifact—a very intimate piece of the infamous wizard Merlin—to their sister city Assjacket, West Virginia, Amethyst jumps at the chance.
Bobcat Shifter Kerr Montgomery, chief detective for Assjacket, has better things to do than meet some British ambassador witch … until he catches Amethyst's scent. She's his mate—the one woman who can complete his soul. But his Ammy doesn't understand mating. And she distrusts men. Even worse, she won't be in Assjacket long enough to change her mind.
And then someone steals Merlin's intimate body part. Ammy, aided by Kerr, sets out on a quest to find the artifact. In the process, she discovers what she really wants.
Monette Michaels
A Hoosier born and raised, Monette still lives in the heartland near Indianapolis, Indiana. Married to her college sweetheart and soul mate, she has one son. After many years of practicing law, Monette found that all the clients, opposing counsel, and the problems she handled ignited the need to write fiction. So she started writing – first, romantic suspense/thrillers, then adding a touch of paranormal and scifi and, eventually, a sexier side (as Rae Morgan). Monette (and Rae) loves to hear from her fans. E-mail her at monettemichaels@gmail.com. Visit her web site: http://monettemichaels.com Follow her at: FaceBook: https://www.facebook.com/authormonettemichaels Twitter: https://twitter.com/MonetteMichaels Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/monettemichaels/
Read more from Monette Michaels
What A Witch Desires: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5
Related to What A Witch Wants
Titles in the series (5)
What A Witch Wants: Magic and Mayhem Universe: What A Witch, #1 Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5What A Witch Needs: Magic and Mayhem Universe: What A Witch, #2 Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5What A Witch Finds: Magic and Mayhem Universe: What A Witch, #4 Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5What A Witch Craves: Magic and Mayhem Universe: What A Witch, #5 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWhat A Witch Seeks: Magic and Mayhem Universe: What A Witch, #6 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Related ebooks
What A Witch Needs: Magic and Mayhem Universe: What A Witch, #2 Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Witch Out of Water: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Kracken's Hole, #1 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWhere My Witches At?: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Dragon's Got Hex Appeal: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings10 Ways to Coerce a Stubborn Curse: Magic and Mayhem Universe: The Cursed Quartet Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSinfully Wicked: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Wicked Series, #2 Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Demons Are Forever: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Sassy Goddess: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Chronicles of the Veil, #1 Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5There's No Place Like Wicked: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Wicked Hearts, #3 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWicked Relations: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Wicked Series, #6 Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Pirates, Spies and Zombie Sheep: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings10 Reasons Not to Date a Witch: Magic and Mayhem Universe: The Cursed Quartet, #1 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWhat A Witch Finds: Magic and Mayhem Universe: What A Witch, #4 Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Big Girls Don't Scry: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWitch 'N Fire: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Magick and Chaos, #2 Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Cowboys and Coffins: Forbidden Fangs, #3 Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5If the Wand Fits: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsI'll Be Dammed: FUC Academy, #2 Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Witchin' Tricks: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsTricks & Treats Collection: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Witchin' A Ride: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWicked Is As Wicked Does: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Wicked Hearts, #1 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsTree's Company: Magic and Mayhem Universe Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Witch Singer: Magic and Mayhem Universe: The Witch Singer, #1 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWicked Bad Luck: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Lucky Magic, #4 Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Tree Frog and Her Honey Badger: FUC Academy Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Djinn, Lose, or Draw: Magic and Mayhem Universe: The Backcrack Creek Chronicles, #1 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsBlissfully Wicked: Magic and Mayhem Universe: Wicked Series, #3 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsHeidi: A 'Not-Quite' Hellhound Love Story: Magic and Mayhem Universe: The 'Not-Quite' Love Story Series Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Fantasy Romance For You
The Assassin and the Desert: A Throne of Glass Novella Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Assassin and the Underworld: A Throne of Glass Novella Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Witches of New Orleans Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Shadows of Fire (The Shadow Realms, Book 1) Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Radiance Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Assassin and the Pirate Lord: A Throne of Glass Novella Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Assassin and the Empire: A Throne of Glass Novella Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5A Broken Blade Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Dancing at Midnight Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Entreat Me Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Summary The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue: by V.E. Schwab - A Comprehensive Summary Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Pleasure and Purpose Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Wish Out of Water Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Savior Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Between Ink and Shadows Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Lassiter Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5True Alien Seduction: Outing the Flames of Passion Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Golden Curse: A Free Fantasy Romance: Fantasy and Fairytales, #1 Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Just Stab Me Now Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Lost Siren: Rise of the Drakens, #1 Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Greatest Christmas Stories of All Time: Timeless Classics That Celebrate the Season Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsKodiak's Claim: Kodiak Point, #1 Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Depravity: A Beauty and the Beast Retelling Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Fill Me Up! Double the Pleasure: MFM Threesomes Romance Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The Merman's Kiss: Mates for Monsters, #1 Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Master of Crows Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Fated Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Bring Me a Dream Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5One Bite Stand Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5
Related categories
Reviews for What A Witch Wants
2 ratings0 reviews
Book preview
What A Witch Wants - Monette Michaels
Magical artifacts can be deadly...or seductive, and Amethyst St. John delights in them all. She’s curator for the U.K. Covens’ Magical Artifacts Library, and her magic isn’t the usual run-of-the-mill hocus-pocus. Oh no. With her powers, she can turn the nastiest artifact harmless.
Unfortunately, her magic is useless when her egotistical mother pressures her to marry a depraved aristocrat. So, when the most powerful witch in the world asks her to present an artifact—a very intimate piece of the infamous wizard Merlin—to their sister city Assjacket, West Virginia, Amethyst jumps at the chance.
Bobcat Shifter Kerr Montgomery, chief detective for Assjacket, has better things to do than meet some British ambassador witch ... until he catches Amethyst’s scent. She’s his mate—the one woman who can complete his soul. But his Ammy doesn’t understand mating. And she distrusts men. Even worse, she won’t be in Assjacket long enough to change her mind.
And then someone steals Merlin’s intimate body part. Ammy, aided by Kerr, sets out on a quest to find the artifact. In the process, she discovers what she really wants.
Acknowledgments
Thanks to Robyn Peterman for inviting me to bring my toys and play in her sandbox. I had a really good time.
Thanks to my friend John Purcell and my crit partner Cherise Sinclair for some creative insults. They were exactly what I needed.
Beta-readers Valerie Samouillan, Wendi Zwaduk, and Kay Sisk read earlier versions of this novella and assured me I was on the right track. As always, my crit partner Cherise Sinclair challenged me to take the story up another notch.
Finally, much love and appreciation to my cover artist April Martinez for the original art that brought my heroine and her cat to life.
Foreword
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 tohttps://magicandmayhemuniverse.com/. Grab your copy today!
Chapter 1
Arse-on-Wharfe, England
Incoming. Beelzebub’s bitch at twelve o’clock.
The sarcastic tone of her familiar whispered through Amethyst Sophia St. John’s mind. She straightened up from the magical artifact she’d been bent over for the last hour. Rubbing her aching lower back with grubby hands, she cast him an admonishing glance. Oliver ... be nice.
Meh. I call them like I see them. The huge gray-and-white tabby yawned, then began to groom his thick fur.
Amethyst couldn’t really scold Oliver for his low opinion of her mother since she totally shared it.
Mildred Earlene St. John was a horrible mother and an even lousier person who lived only to further her wealth and status.
Amethyst took a fortifying breath as the unique signature of her mother’s magic preceded her into the dusty bowels of the United Kingdom Covens’ Magical Artifacts Library where Amethyst had chosen to work today.
Don’t you mean chosen to hide? Oliver shot her a fess-up stare, proving he could groom and poke through her thoughts at the same time.
Amethyst rubbed her tired eyes. Okay, hide. But in my defense, I have a lot of work to do.
Plus, her mother hated the basement, called it that rat-infested cess pit.
Whatever.
As much as she loved her position as the library’s head curator, the demands on her time and attention were frequent and seemingly unending. She scanned the stacks and stacks of artifacts that needed to be classified and their specific magic either defined, repaired, or, for some of the more dangerous artifacts, contained before they could be made available for the library’s members and invited guests to study.
Oliver uttered a disgusted meow over Amethyst’s equivocation. Work-shmerk. You’re hiding because Beelzebub’s bitch called and said she planned to visit today.
That, too. When it came to her rapaciously ambitious mother, Amethyst followed a strict avoidance policy and had even moved out of the family’s manse several months ago, much to her mother’s severe disapproval.
Bottom line, what Amethyst wanted out of life and what her mother demanded were so diametrically opposed as to place them in separate universes.
The only reasons Amethyst still dealt with her mother were—one: her mother, the High Witch for the local coven, was nominally her boss, and, two: there was still a part of Amethyst that wanted her mother’s love and approval.
Fat chance at that ever happening. Oliver sniffed. That bitch doesn’t have a heart.
Amethyst!
Her mother’s strident tones had her clenching her jaw.
Oliver rubbed his head against her arm and purred. His energy soothed her. After an affectionate head butt, he plopped his furry arse next to the artifact she currently worked on. Maybe they could move the library to Timbuktu?
She wished.
Mildred—as her daughters were told to address her—stopped in front of Amethyst and cast a haughty glare at Oliver who’d stuck a leg in the air and had blithely begun to groom his balls with vigor as if the task was essential to the continuation of life on the planet.
It could happen. Good grooming is next to godliness.
Amethyst snickered, then immediately sobered as Mildred focused her death-ray glare on her.
What in the name of the Blessed Goddess are you wearing?
Her parent sniffed, a sour expression fixed on her too-thin face.
Frowning, Amethyst looked down at the much-washed tee featuring the iconic Rolling Stones’ tongue, her distressed blue jeans, and her favorite black-and-white Chuck Taylor high-tops and shrugged. Clothes?
Mildred, as always, was dressed as if she were about to have an audience with the Queen of England. Today’s ensemble was Chanel and pearls.
Rags, more like it. Really, Amethyst, you’re twenty-four years old and born into one of the most prestigious families in England. Yet, you still dress like a cross between a teenager and a homeless person. Don’t you have any pride in your appearance? Any respect for your family’s ancient lineage and reputation?
A right snot-nosed social bigot, isn’t she?
Her mother’s criticisms weren’t anything Amethyst hadn’t heard before, but she refused to engage her mother on topics that weren’t important in the grander scheme of things—such as clothing choices. A long time ago, Amethyst had made the decision to save her energy for far more dangerous points of disagreement.
Mildred circled around the room, a look of rampant disgust on her face as she swiped a perfectly manicured finger over a dusty box of magically warded Celtic grave goods. Look at this filthy place. Amethyst, if you had a decent job, one befitting your station—
And there it was; one of the battles Amethyst had decided was worth fighting. Mildred loathed Amethyst’s job and was horribly embarrassed by her daughter’s peculiar mix of magic.
But Amethyst loved her job, relished the challenge of taking on every dirty artifact and potentially explosive bit of ancient magic. Her magical abilities, unlike many witches, were neither healing nor creative, but something totally unique. Her power allowed her to sense, track, fix, and survive magical wards and spells thousands of years old. Her specific abilities were the main reason she’d been chosen for her current position at a very young age. Most curators of magical artifacts were far older.
Amethyst’s magic had been discovered at the age of five during a family visit to the British Museum. While viewing the Egyptian exhibit, she’d accidentally unleashed a mummy’s nasty curse. Purely on instinct, she’d quickly reversed and contained the curse’s effects. Her father had laughed and praised his very talented daughter.
Mildred had looked horrified and stated no child of hers could possess such a lowborn skill.
From that day on, nothing Amethyst had done pleased her mother—yet, Amethyst had continued to try ... until recently.
Amethyst, you haven’t heard a word I’ve said.
Her mother’s lips had thinned to the point of disappearing.
You didn’t miss much. Blah, blah, blah-da-dee-fucking blah. Repeat. Oliver yawned and curled into a ball, his eyes slitted as he glared at Mildred. Acid-tongued bitch.
Amethyst petted Oliver’s head and let the witch-familiar connection calm her nerves. Mildred, why are you here?
Two reasons.
Her mother paced back and forth in front of the work table. First, you turned down Reginald Wolverstone’s offer of marriage.
And there was one of the other battles Amethyst would engage in with her mother.
Amethyst refused to marry a warlock of Mildred’s choice merely to further her mother’s skewed ideas of power.
Offer? Oliver sat up and hissed. His fur stood on end, his tail fluffed, and body arched. His front claws dug into the hardwood table. Try attempted rape. Took care of that bloody fucknugget, didn’t we?
Yes, they had—barely.
Amethyst shuddered at the horrific memory. Somehow, Reginald had nullified her wards and repelled her normally strong defensive magic. He’d then shoved Amethyst over the back of her mother’s eighteenth-century fainting couch and pulled down her jeans. Her cries for help had gone unanswered by the servants and Mildred, even though they had to have heard them.
Only Oliver had raced to her rescue. He’d clawed his way up the bastard’s body to his shoulder and then latched onto Reginald’s ear, breaking the warlock’s hold on whatever dark magic spell he’d used to counter her magic. And it had to have been dark magic, because no white magic had ever broken through her defensive wards before.
Once freed from the paralysis of Reginald’s spell, Amethyst had cast a defensive spell which froze Reginald in place until she and Oliver could escape. She’d moved out of the family home for good the next day.
Tasty ear for a twat-faced, rat-arsed wankstain. I do love the taste of warm, bloody flesh. Oliver let out a small burp in remembrance. Though Reggie boy’s ear was no Beluga caviar.
Amethyst petted Oliver in long, slow strokes from head to rump.