Chasing Spells. The Last Witch Coven, #4

Par : Rachel Medhurst
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  • FormatePub
  • ISBN978-1-393-96221-2
  • EAN9781393962212
  • Date de parution09/10/2020
  • Protection num.pas de protection
  • Infos supplémentairesepub
  • ÉditeurRelay Publishing

Résumé

When the cards were turned, I was gambling for my life. And my magic. The flick of a wrist as I revealed my hand changed destiny. My destiny. The loss at the poker table was the first step onto my ultimate path. True, my siblings warned me about gambling. Our mission to expand the Last Witch Coven must never be jeopardised, they preached. When you lose, you gain. The spiral of fate took hold when Athena held a gun to my head.
A trapped woman desperately fighting for her freedom. Was she a goddess of war? Or a thorn in my side? Rescuing her could mean the end of me. And my magic.
When the cards were turned, I was gambling for my life. And my magic. The flick of a wrist as I revealed my hand changed destiny. My destiny. The loss at the poker table was the first step onto my ultimate path. True, my siblings warned me about gambling. Our mission to expand the Last Witch Coven must never be jeopardised, they preached. When you lose, you gain. The spiral of fate took hold when Athena held a gun to my head.
A trapped woman desperately fighting for her freedom. Was she a goddess of war? Or a thorn in my side? Rescuing her could mean the end of me. And my magic.