Bedeila: The Crystal Witch

By T.J. Phull

TJ Phull brings another captivating novel to the shelves for enjoyment, a novel called Bedelia: The Crystal Witch. This is a novel of a young girl coming into adulthood. Bedelia finds out that not only has changes happened within her but also around her. As she tries to understand her transformation into adulthood, she realizes she holds certain mystical gifts. Discovery of these gifts takes her on an adventure of clues that sets her on a journey of discovering who she really is and who she can become. It is a wonderful tale of self-discovery.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jan 31, 2014
• ISBN: 9781493163892

T.J. Phull

TJ Phull, author of Bedelia, has previously written Articles of a Witch Goddess. Phull is a mother of five. Her studies are in business, social anthropology, and psychology. For her, writing had always been a dream that has just now been realized. Finally, her dream of being like her renowned relative, the writer Zora Neal Hurston, has become reality.

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Summary of Bedelia

To Preveen Rathore, my mirror image

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Thank you

To the Goddess Azna

And my family.

As blood flowed in my veins, my birthday was framed by fate.

As the Gods gave me life, I lived but a short time within my mother’s arms, a momentary comfort before her heart stopped and her body began to cool.

I had departed from her womb only to arrive at a room of confused voices. As the light blinded me, all that was being shouted all around was that she was not going to make it! Being pulled from her arms, I gasped out a cry. But the cries that surrounded and filled the room were not only mine.

There were many faces even in dark places. I sought comfort again in another’s arms, and there I yearned. Wrapping me in comfort, there I knew I belonged. That night was full of thundering storms, which was not the norm. All that were around shuddered and wondered on their blunders.

Grandma sighed while looking down at me but didn’t feel defeat, taking hold, rubbing, warming, and holding my feet. From that day, she took hold and protected me, clearing and guiding my path every step of the way. This was the task she took on that day.

As days went by, it seemed that they