Spelled for Love

By Crymsyn Hart

When the magic book deposits Jasmine, Micha, and Leon at a villains’ convention, all Jasmine wants is some time to unwind before their next adventure. Getting to be alone with her two mates means the world. All the while, the magic within her starts to go out of control.

Meanwhile, the evil Dorothy enlists some of the villains at the convention to kidnap the trio. Jasmine finds only her magic can save the men she loves and all of Oz. The only thing standing in her way is herself. She needs to accept her fate or all could be lost.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Changeling Press
• Release date: Apr 9, 2021

Book preview

Chapter One

Jasmine Thorne took in a long breath. The masseur found all the right spots on her back. Under the hands of this magical genius, she felt like putty as her cares melted away. All the thoughts of having to save Oz from the evil Dorothy faded. If she ruminated about her mission too long, it gave her a migraine. Wrapping her mind around the idea that she was in love with the Scarecrow and the Cowardly Lion seemed easier to fathom than taking on a storybook heroine who had turned into the villain. At least the Tinman was in the hotel jail, so she didn’t have to worry about him. They had brought him from Dracula’s castle through the magic book. He’d been turned into a vampire, but still hell-bent on getting back to Dorothy. She had no idea why she was the one Micha’s magic book picked to save Oz.

The massage therapist hit another place on her shoulders. Jasmine groaned and pushed her troubles from her mind.

Ma’am, excuse me.

A shake roused her enough that Jasmine realized she had fallen asleep during the rubdown. She yawned and looked up at the small woman who had made her forget her current situation for a little while. Sorry. Must have drifted off.

The woman gave her a warm smile. It happens.

You are amazing. Thank you. Jasmine sat up slowly and rolled her shoulders. She held the sheet to her chest as the woman exited the room. Jasmine hopped off the table and slipped her clothes back on.

She thought about her agenda for the rest of the day. Nothing except dinner with her two men and maybe a night of lovemaking. The convention they had free passes for would start tomorrow morning. The tickets came with the room for the inconvenience of only having one room when she’d wanted two. The manager had given them all-access passes. Jasmine didn’t really know what the convention was for, but Micha, her Scarecrow, and Leon wanted to check it out.

Jasmine left the spa and wove through the hotel lobby clutching the brass key to her room in her hand. The ornate lobby was decorated in gold and red with white and black marble columns. Bellhops dashed about pushing carts filled with parcels. Paintings of cherubs sitting on fluffy clouds floated across the ceiling. The blue in the ceiling faded into darkness. Lightning lit up the sky and the lights blinked in the atrium. Mist floated down and settled on her skin. She caught the hint of sulfur in the air. When Jasmine looked back up at the cherubs, they had turned into little devils. She stopped by a placard with arrows directing her every which way to get to restaurants, the casino, or the dozens of shops in the resort. A red marker on the screen showed where she was. Jasmine pressed it.

Welcome to Hel, right where you’re supposed to be, the high-pitched voice from the screen startled her. She touched the screen and the image enlarged so she could get a better look at her location inside the hotel. The whole complex was bigger than a Las Vegas casino. She had gotten turned around as some of the elevators didn’t go all the way up to the thirteenth floor where they had a room.

It’s all a little confusing, don’t you think?

A blast of cold air hit the back of Jasmine’s neck. She turned to see where the sudden chill emanated from. A woman in a white feathered cloak stood next to her. Another gust of frigid air came off the woman as she pushed on the touchscreen. It blinked and mapped the way to elevators Jasmine needed to get to.

You’re on the thirteenth floor. This should do it. She caught Jasmine’s gaze from under the fur-lined hood. All Jasmine could see were her piercing blue eyes and the turn of her smile.

Thanks.

You’re most welcome. I’m sure I’ll be seeing you around, Jasmine.

She turned to address the woman, who had already been swallowed up by the crowd. Jasmine returned to the room, wondering how the woman knew her name. The idea of magic got on her nerves. It wasn’t like she knew how to use the power the book gave her. Jasmine got back to her suite and closed the door. An arm came around her waist and spun her around before she could get her bearings. She jumped. A blast of heat came out of her hands as she pushed away whoever had grabbed her.

Hey, ouch! What was that for? Leon’s voice brought her back to reality.

She glanced at her warm palms. Both hands glowed green from the magic within her. This wasn’t the first time the power had come out on instinct. Hopefully, the power will manifest when I need it the most. She rubbed her palms along her jeans until a tingle remained in her fingertips. Jasmine flashed him an apologetic smile.

Sorry. I didn’t mean to zap you. She helped the lion shifter up. Everyone knew Leon as the Cowardly Lion from the Wizard of Oz books.

Leon pulled her into his arms and planted his lips on hers. The softness of his mouth made her melt against him, forgetting all about how he pounced on her when she entered the suite. Her fingers trailed down his naked torso, going over the raised scars on his flesh. Her thoughts suddenly turned to them being alone and her on top of him. He worked his way along her throat as his hand snaked under her shirt and cupped her breast. Jasmine moaned as though he were reading her mind.

I could eat you up, he murmured.

Jasmine stroked the bulge of his cock through his jeans. I just put my clothes back on.

He pulled away with an over exaggerated pout on his full lips. Don’t you want me to take them off again? Don’t you want me?

She squeezed his dick. I didn’t say that. I need a second. I had a strange encounter downstairs with a woman. It’s left me a little shaken. She knew my name.

Leon’s golden eyes narrowed. What did she look like?

She was wearing white and had a blueish tint to her skin. Her eyes were the strangest color blue I’d seen. Cold radiated off her. She helped me find my way back to the elevators because I got a little lost. She said she’d see me later.

Leon ran his hands over her arms. The touch comforted her. This woman might be the real reason why we’re here. The book has her own ideas of why she does what she does.

Why who does what? Micha stepped into the room drying his dirty blond hair with a towel. Even wet it hung past his shoulders. His defined chest made her lick her lips. She could see the outline of his cock along the towel around his waist. Micha kissed her and pinched her ass until she squealed.

Leon chuckled. We were talking about how the book has her reasons for placing us into the realms she does. Have you had a chance to check her today? Jasmine had an encounter downstairs with a frosty woman, Leon told him.

Not yet. He dropped the towel and went over to his bag where the book remained safely. Micha dug it out and handed Jasmine the tome. The velveteen cover warmed in her hands as bolts of green inched along her arms. The buzz from the magic was something she had come to anticipate. Jasmine slid into a chair and studied the book. It was the size of a dictionary, but not as heavy. She ran her fingers along the spine. The volume shivered in her hands and yawned open without giving her any fuss. Blank pages stared at her.

Are you going to tell us why you brought us to the hotel?

I could tell you or you could find out for yourself, the tome replied. Jasmine could almost read the sarcasm in the words.

I don’t think Jasmine’s in the mood for your games. You might’ve written her into the story, but she shouldn’t have to deal with your bullshit, Micha responded.

You’ve been dealing with it for all these years, dear, the book answered him as the text flashed green.

Jasmine glanced at Micha and saw the frustrated look in his blue eyes. They changed color to green before he took a calming breath and they went back to blue. Look, the guys told me how I’m supposed to save Oz from Dorothy and some other reasons they know I’m the one.

There’s more to it than what they’ve divulged.

Great, are you going to let me in on the little secret? Jasmine asked.

If I were to tell you, then what’s the point of you experiencing the story? I don’t need an editor hacking away all my good lines.

You do your fair share of writing the scenes. Why don’t you give us some indication why we’re here? I’m grateful for the reprieve, but how long is this mini-vacation going to last? Leon inquired. If you’re not going to answer me, can you at least let Jasmine know about this strange woman who approached her?

All shall be revealed soon enough. You needed the bonding time. All those on the darkened vine are not as deeply rooted in the darkness as they appear. Sometimes you need to trust those who offer you a poisoned apple. As the words on the page