The Coven Chronicles #2 - The Witch's Cousins


[Urban Fantasy, Witches, Incest, Brother/Sister Incest, Taboo Sex, Kissing Cousins, Hardcore Sex, Cousin Incest]

Against the odds, Claire has brought her son and daughter into the coven. However, the malevolent force of the Dark One is still stalking them, consumed with hatred.

Claire knows that their time of peace is only a respite, for the evil which was averted once will take shape and grow again.

Against this backdrop, John Chamberlain races to seal the ritual with the remaining members of the coven. But Agatha and Hilda Chamberlain each have their own needs and desires, and John must learn how to properly please each of his two beautiful cousins. In the background, Susanna fights against her own jealousy and tries to reach a balance, her desires warring against her need to have John for her own.

Lastly, two new characters enter our story. What roles will Steven Johnson and Calvin Grant play? And how will the they all come together to tell the story of The Witch’s Cousins?


      “Tell me what you love about me, John. And I will know if you lie.”
      John laid on his side by Agatha, his head only a foot away, facing her across a pillow. He took a breath to make a quick, glib answer, held it, and exhaled, thinking better.
      Gently, he thought.
      “Your eyes,” he said.
      “My eyes?”
      John nodded. “They are a deep, deep blue. Like an ocean at twilight. But when you are happy, or excited about something, or are talking about a topic you are passionate about, they light up. It makes your entire face come alive.” He cupped her cheek, stroking her eyebrow with his thumb. He kissed her lips softly.
      “Your face is beautiful, too. When you smile, everyone wants to be near someone who is so happy. It's like you have some sort of magnetic force that draws people to you. And Goddess, Aggie, you are so damn smart. I'm not a dummy. No one in the family is. But the crap you know about physics and engineering and computers and advanced math makes me feel I am using an etch-a-sketch compared to you.”
      He knelt on the coverlet, looking down at her from above. His erection raged, desiring release with a new mate.
      Shut up, he told it. Some things are more important than sex.

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