By Kitty Thomas
Veronica Cason lives in a small condo with out transparent view of the sky. It's doubtful which would weigh down her first: her debt or the structures squeezed in so tight that they encompass her like ominous sentinels. She can't breathe within the urban. Her luck is a lie, and her debt is coming to assemble her--unless another individual will get there first.
When a stranger bargains her a role at a ranch, it appears like salvation, however it suggest her loss of life if his causes aren't natural. Which door has the tiger in the back of it? The claustrophobia of town or ranch existence less than an open sky?
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Summer had never asked for more information than that, and the witch had never spoken of it again. She was certain she had a book about the more sordid sides of magic, though. While it was not talked about in public, one of the things magic-wielders were most often approached about in the smaller villages and communities was love. Love, and matters more carnal. It quickly instilled a far more casual relationship with perversion in the witches and wizards than what general society could stomach.
She had not been able to find a husband either. Eventually, she had not wanted to. For those who understood how to make the right bargains and maintain control, there was far more pleasure to be gained from summoning and controlling various creatures. Summer had never asked for more information than that, and the witch had never spoken of it again. She was certain she had a book about the more sordid sides of magic, though. While it was not talked about in public, one of the things magic-wielders were most often approached about in the smaller villages and communities was love.
Sexual prowess? Power in exchange for your soul? Control of an enemy or loved one’s mind? ” Summer raised an eyebrow at the latter, but shook her head. “No, I need... The first thing you suggested. ” The succubus smiled, whatever infernal powers she possessed apparently having told her this already. The smile was knowing, and Summer already hated it. ” “My servitude for a full day and night, when I am no longer for this world,” said Summer. It was not exactly the wording she had been taught, but she felt it encompassed things better.
Big Sky by Kitty Thomas