It’s release day for His Witch Vix!
Blurb:
Serena Blackwood is turning into a vix. As if that’s not enough to stress a witch out, she has to work with sexy vampire Marcus Castillo to catch a rogue vampire and keep her secret. The attraction burns between them and every moment they’re together increases the chances of falling into bed together and her secret being revealed.
Marcus knows Serena’s hiding something, but can’t figure out what. She’s a beautiful and talented witch. The mystery draws him almost as much as the urge to kiss and caress the brave woman.
But the rogue has big plans. Serena and Marcus must work together and put aside their differences or they could lose everything.
Warning: This novel was previously published under the name Vampire’s Witch. It has been heavily revised and rewritten. This book contains sexy times between a vampire and his witch as well as some violence, but you can count on a happy ever after.
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Excerpt:
“Damn it, that’s impossible. It practically goes against the laws of nature!” Serena blinked. The white textured wall faded in and out for a few moments and a dizzying spin swirled through her head. The doctor couldn’t have just said that.
Doctor Alexander sighed and lifted his eyes to the ceiling. Serena clenched her fist. She might be being a little dramatic. But she deserved to be. Fucking hell, with this news, a little drama was necessary.
This wasn’t something normally thrown at her and it had definitely knocked her off balance. She needed time. It didn’t mean she wouldn’t blacken one of his green eyes if he kept that up. Where was the compassion and empathy? She didn’t need eye-rolling.
“You’re not the first witch who’s been bitten and begun the change.” He waved his hand.
That might be true, but the witches before her probably didn’t have a family like hers. No way would her mother understand. He might have many clients across the different groups of paranormals, but he probably had never met anyone as blood and name proud as her mother. And now, she’d tainted said blood. Her mother’s head might actually explode when she heard the news.
How could this have happened? She ran a hand through her hair. This possibility never entered her mind. Hell, werewolf bites had been a bigger concern. That particular mixture had happened before if the witch happened to be mate to that wolf and it would be just her luck to be mate to a crazed, rogue wolf.
This changed her entire life. She’d straddle two worlds and probably be an outsider in both after the transformation.
Not very many people could even be changed into a vampire. What were the chances of a single bite changing her? And the bite. It hadn’t even been a full bite, more of a grazing scratch. The chances of turning should have been minimal.
“Your case is very advanced. You’re almost fully transformed. I can give you some meds, but it’s too late for them to do as they were meant to. Normally, they’d practically halt the progression. You’re too far gone. All it will do is give you a little time to think and adjust.” Doctor Alexander walked over to one of the cabinets and pulled out four pill bottles.
Crap! Serena stared at the wall. What the fuck was she supposed to now? All her magical abilities wouldn’t help her. She couldn’t cast a spell or perform a ritual to push back the changes in her body. Hell, even if there had been some sign right after the bite, she couldn’t have changed anything.
At least, she didn’t have to worry about Doctor Alexander telling the Vampire Council as some other doctors did. He was one of the best doctors for witches in the city. The man knew how to keep secrets. He was extraordinarily discreet about his clients’ conditions.
“How long until the transformation is complete?” She straightened, tugging at the sleeves of her creamy white shirt. Time to pull herself together. She had to get the facts and make a plan.
A vampire witch. Who ever heard of that? The two groups very seldom even mixed. Although not by the vampires’ decree. Witches tended to keep to themselves.
“Maybe two months.” Doctor Alexander leaned against the wall near the exam table. His gray-streaked black hair looked a little ruffled, as if he’d run his fingers through it one too many times. He rattled off instructions on taking the pills.
Hopefully, he’d give those in writing. She wouldn’t be able to retain all of that. Not while she could only think about everything that had changed. What would happen when she changed? Other than drinking blood. Her throat tightened and her stomach rolled. Oh, damn, that made her want to gag. Thinking about that and how she’d have to tell her family would wait.
Her mother and sisters would absolutely freak. Serena could already hear the ranting. Nothing like this had ever happened in the entire history of the Blackwell family. At least, not in the records. Her mother took pride in that. Their line of witches had always been pure as her mother liked to remind her.
Damn, telling could wait until she at least had a handle on her feelings. She’d put off explaining for as long as possible. There had to be a way to break it to her mother gently.
A buzzing ring sounded from her purse. Opening the small outside flap, she pulled the phone out. A shield symbol blazed on the ID. The Protectorate. Just perfect. Yet another way to make this day more stressful. Hiding this transition wouldn’t be easy under the eyes of people who knew what to look for.
“I have to take this.” Serena swiped her finger across the screen. “Hello, Serena here.”
“Hi, Serena, this is Jamie. Steven would like to see you. We’ve got a case that needs your touch. We’re prepared to pay your usual fee.” Jamie’s cheerful voice rang in her ears.
Serena tensed. Her mouth dried and she looked around. Her heart pounded with unreasonable paranoia. The door remained firmly closed and she and the doctor were the only ones in the room. They had no idea about her transition.
She shook her head. Operatives didn’t lurk around in the cabinets spying on her. They couldn’t know where she was or what she was doing. Get a grip. She took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions. It had to be the news and the uncertain situation. Maybe time would help settle her emotions.
“I’ll be there in about an hour.” She clenched her fingers into a tight fist. Thank God for her business voice.
They wouldn’t suspect anything was wrong. She hadn’t reported the bite. It had only been a minor nick on the side of her arm. Hardly worth mentioning. Now, she couldn’t give them any reason to start suspecting something had changed.
“Thanks, I’ll tell Steven to expect you, then. Bye, Serena,” Jamie said.
“Bye.” The call disconnected before Serena could finish the word.
Jamie was a perky, petite blonde. How did the woman always manage to be so cheerful and energetic. Part of it could be too much caffeine, but not all of it. At times, Serena wanted to hand her a cup of tea laced with a sedative potion, because that perky, everything’s-perfect mood got on her nerves fast.
“Sounds like you’ll be busy, Serena. If you want to slow the change as much as possible, you need to take the pills as directed every day. If you don’t, you’ll be a full vix in less than two weeks.” Doctor Alexander put her chart on the small stand near the exam table.
“I’ll take them as directed. I need that time to decide what to do.” Serena nodded.
Freaking understatement of the century. Would she be able to hide the change for even a couple weeks? Was it even possible? All she really knew about vampires was rumor or common knowledge. If they could tell by feel like she could sense magic, she’d be found within a week. Hopefully, she could avoid vampires for a while. She had things to do before she discovered what her life would be like as a vampire.
“Good. Now, you need to take things easy and don’t donate blood. If you do, the organization will undoubtedly inform the vampires. And stay away from vampires. Another bite will put you over the edge, not to mention instantly alert that vampire that you’re changing.” He handed her the pills along with written instructions.
“I won’t go near a donation center. I thought that vampires being able to tell if someone was changing just from a taste of blood was simply a myth.” She cocked her head to the side. Many of the myths about witches were false and the same was probably true of vampires.
“Do you want to try testing it?” The doctor raised a salt-and-pepper eyebrow.
“Not really. Will these pills last the full two months you said I’d have or will I need to come back for more?” Serena looked at the bottles. Some of those pills she had to take three times a day and unless the tablets were small, there wouldn’t be enough.
“You’ll have to come back for more.” Doctor Alexander smiled and then picked up the chart and opened it again. “I’ll want to see you in two weeks to see how the drugs have affected the transformation.”
The doctor closed the file and extended his hand. She stuffed the bottles into her purse before she slid off the table.
“I’ll make the appointment when I pay for the visit.” She shook his hand. “I don’t know if I should thank you for what you told me. I guess knowing is better than one day figuring out I’ve turned into a freaking vampire.”
“That’s vix.” He smiled, stepping forward and leading the way out of the exam room.
She nodded. So not worth arguing. The technical term didn’t matter. A vampire was a vampire regardless of whether male or female.
This day couldn’t get any worse. As she walked into the reception area, she took deep breaths. Her mind whirled with thoughts. That diagnosis pulled everything normal right out from under her. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Not from a fucking scratch. She was supposed to find her witch-mate and marry him.
