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The Ghosts of Reeser Morrigan: Yverwood Witches, #5
By Amara Lynn
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Robert Wutherford is a warlock who runs a shop in the town of Yverwood, though his services as a warlock mostly go unneeded in a town filled to the brim with magically gifted. He spends most of his days with his nose stuck in romance novels, wishing he were in one.
When a mysterious client shows up at his door claiming to be in need of his services, Wutherford doesn't believe him. Reeser Morrigan has a ghost problem, so he claims. A warlock couldn't be what he needs…
Wutherford agrees to observe Reeser for one night to assess the situation. Once Wutherford witnesses what the true problem is—that Reeser is visited by a new spirit out to devour his soul each night—he realizes he might be the only one who can help, as he possesses the rare wender affinity with souls.
Wutherford agrees to mend the damage caused by the ghosts of Reeser Morrigan each and every night, after interrogating the ghosts for clues as to what caused this strange curse. In searching for a way to break the curse on Reeser, Wutherford finds he might be falling into a plot out of one of his corny romance novels after all.
The Ghosts of Reeser Morrigan is a 18,000 word paranormal romance set in the cozy magical town of Yverwood. It is the fifth story in the Yverwood series, but can be read and enjoyed on its own.
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Amara Lynn
Amara Lynn has always been a quiet daydreamer. Coming up with characters and worlds since childhood, Amara eventually found an outlet in writing. Amara loves anything to do with pirates, villains and superheroes, angels and demons. They were born and raised in the Midwest USA, where they remain stuck with their spouse and two cats. They love to write about soft monsters and cryptids, grumpy enbies, and forever will be weak for the grumpy one is soft for the sunshine one trope. When not writing, they are usually watching anime, playing games, and obsessing over their out of control music playlists.
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The Ghosts of Reeser Morrigan - Amara Lynn
Chapter One
In Which There Is A Customer (Or A Mistaken One)
Ding! Dang! Ding! Dong !
Gah!
I jolt awake at the sound of that infernal grandfather clock ringing at noon. Ding! Dang! Ding! Dong! It tolls, and I bash my knee on my desk. Bloody! Hell!
I hiss and hold the injured joint to my chest.
It's times like this I wish I had another, less boring profession. One that wouldn't have me nodding off in the middle of the day and being scared awake by that awful clock. In a town like Yverwood, full to the brim with magic and the supernatural, there isn't much need for a full time warlock. After all, why hire a magic worker if you can just buy a charm or potion for half the cost?
At least it gives me more time to read, which keeps me content. My warlocks' shop—simply titled Wutherford, Warlock—is turning into more of a bookstore these days, so filled to the brim with books are the shelves. And they aren't all books on magic, either.
When I ran out of room upstairs, I just started using the shelves downstairs to store my romance novels. Hardly anyone will notice, I thought. And I'd been right. Mostly, no one has noticed. Though Madame Merle, the ever observant and clairvoyant owner of Caldron's Bubble, has started trying to buy my romance novels...
Ding! Ding! Ding! The clock gives its final tolls. If it weren't for my mum, I'd have gotten rid of the thing, and probably sold the shop and left Yverwood as well.
Please look after the shop once I'm gone, dear,
she'd asked me on her deathbed.
I will,
I naively promised her, when I was still too young, only twenty-one, and lost my dad just a couple years before.
So, here I am. Stuck in a boring town, with only books and food for company. Luckily, there is never a shortage of either of those things. All that's missing is the small town romance. I'd be in one of those cozy romances, complete with a meet cute, a heartfelt confession of love, and that sweet happily ever after. None of that is happening lately, though, except in my books.
Seeing as it's noon, and I'm now awake, thanks to my mum's clock making a racket, I suppose lunch is in order. I grab my bag and my hat, and head through the front door, turning my sign to 'back in one hour' and clicking the lock shut. I maunder down the sidewalk, yawning.
Main Street consists of many old and eclectic buildings lining a cobblestone road; some structures are brightly and freshly painted to spruce them up, others built from old brick, and many timber lined, old cottage-style things. A variety of shops and cafes line Main Street. My shop is at the end, in the sparse part of the area containing mostly flats. I never have to leave this street, because anything and everything I need is here.
The summer heat blares down on me like a hot iron. As I near the square, the familiar scents of the season waft into my nose—sunflower and honeysuckle and a mixture of berries. The sunflower smells nice. Perhaps I'll pick up a couple loaves of bread and stop off at Aren's shop to share a bite. They'll supply the tea in exchange for the bread and the company, with pleasure. It's become our daily routine.
Once I've acquired some bread, I make my way to the Toil and Trouble. The bell tinkles happily as I open the door, and Aren's light voice greets me. Aren's shop always smells of various sorts of tea, depending on the time of day and season, and incense. Today, it's elderberry.
Welcome to Toil and Trouble!
Good afternoon, Aren.
Oh, hey Wutherford.
Aren's voice slides from professional to casual when they see it's only me. Beside them on the counter, Ji, their black cat, stretches, back arching.
Meowww. Oh, is Wutherford here?
Ji blinks sleepily at me.
Hullo, Ji.
I hold up the bag from the bakery. I brought sunflower bread today.
Aren's smile turns to a delighted grin. I'll put on some water for tea.
Swell.
I perch on the extra stool behind the counter that I'm certain Aren leaves here just for me.
I'm very familiar with the shop by now; it's like a second home to me. I rarely spare a glance at the aisles lined with part potions, part books, at the small selection of robes and hats (a must for a witch obsessed with their attire like Aren), and the wall of creepy magical mirrors (I insist they're creepy, Aren insists they're harmless until claimed).
Pick your poison,
Aren says as they hold out the tin full of various tea bags.
Some blackberry tea sounds delightful.
Aren grins and plucks two bags out. Couldn't agree more.
You look tired,
Aren says when they come back with our tea. Slow day again?
Very.
I exhale on my hot tea and take a sip. There's too much magic in this town, and not enough demons needing to be exorcized.
I don't think there's been any demons in Yverwood for a hundred years,
Ji interjects. Ji isn't even old enough to know that.
"I'm sure something interesting will happen soon. Unlike Ji, I say what I mean and mean what I say." Aren reaches out and gives my hand a squeeze.
Hey! I mean what I say,
Ji protests.
Sure, except all you say are lies,
Aren mumbles.
I flump my head on the counter over-dramatically. I'll be stuck here forever, no small town romance in sight.
This town is just too small
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