BESPELLED
BEWITCHED
BOOK 2
LAURA THALASSA
LAVABROOK PUBLISHING, LLC
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
Content Warning
A Brief Recap of Things I Must Not Forget
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Coming Soon
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Also by Laura Thalassa
Acknowledgments
To Ali,
Remember, remember…
CONTENT WARNING
Bespelled contains some themes and depictions that might be sensitive to certain readers. Please click here or go to my website for a full list of content warnings.
A BRIEF RECAP OF THINGS I MUST NOT FORGET(IN THE OFF CHANCE THAT ASSHOLE MEMNON SCREWS WITH MY MEMORY AGAIN)
I am Selene Bowers.
Age twenty.
My parents are Olivia and Benjamin Bowers.
My best friend is Sybil Andalucia.
I attend Henbane Coven. (Finally!) Despite the coven’s reluctance to admit me (they didn’t like that my magic eats my memories), they did so after they learned I used my magic to land a plane in the middle of the Amazon rainforest. That’s a long story. The only really important parts of it are that (1) while there, I found my familiar, Nero—he’s the grumpy panther hanging around you like a shadow. Yes, that’s his legitimate personality. Don’t hold it against him. He’s secretly a really good boy. And (2) I…woke a dude.
Okay, so he’s not just any dude.
Memnon and I are—brace yourself—soul mates, fated from birth to be together because fate was drunk the day it decided to make this decision. Before you even consider thinking this situation is romantic, please note that Memnon is terrible and ruthless, and he hates me. He literally burned my journals, the ones that hold my memories.
The sorcerer also framed me for a series of murders. The victims were witches—some of them coven sisters. One of them I knew, Charlotte Evensen. (Nero and I had the misfortune of discovering her body.) I am innocent, though the Politia, the supernatural police force, now believes I’m some rampaging serial killer. Despite all appearances, Memnon is not the killer either. The true murderer is still at large, and the bodies of their victims were mauled and coated in dark magic. Whoever or whatever is responsible is truly evil.
The Marin Pack shifters consider me a friend of the pack, and they are willing to help prove my innocence.
Two weeks ago, on October 14, the night of the new moon, I participated in a spell circle in the persecution tunnels beneath the Ravenmeade residence hall (a.k.a. my house) because I was broke and needed some cash.
Yeah, terrible idea. The high priestess tried to force a bond on a shifter girl named Cara who was extremely intoxicated. I broke the circle before the spell could be completed, and I managed to get the girl out of there, but there was a violent magical fight, and now at least one witch, Kasey, is missing. The other witches who participated in the spell circle all wore masks, so I don’t know who they are, but it’s entirely possible some of them live in my house. Which means I might be eating and sleeping alongside my enemies.
Memnon had been helping me sort out how to handle the fallout from the spell circle, and honestly for a few seconds there, I thought maybe I could get past his many, many issues. He does have a few things going for him:
(1) Bad boy attitude
(2) Muscles and tattoos
(3) Worships the ground I walk on when he’s not vengeful
(4) Gorgeous
(5) Is giving when it comes to…never mind
Unfortunately, he nearly asphyxiated an entire room of supernaturals and forced me to remember my past when I explicitly told him I didn’t want that. So he sucks.
Oh, and I’m now engaged to him. It’s an unbreakable oath, so…sorry about that.
Good luck.