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254 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 29, 2019
"Camille Matthews walked out of the pub with a little stumble in her step. Her blonde hair rested on her bare shoulders, and her red puckered lips looked kissable. It was a shame she was a witch, or I might have been tempted to hook up with her. But there was no chance in hell I’d let a witch anywhere near me. I continued to admire her lithe body, hugged by an emerald dress. Her butt didn’t look bad either."
"I was getting a boner over the crystals that matched the color of the witch’s dress"
"Before I could react, vines wrapped around my body, restricting any movement, which I wouldn’t have minded—who didn’t like a bit of bondage every now and again—but one particular goddamn vine was squeezing my balls and giving me a bitch of a pain."
"This particular witch had a thing for Mother Nature. I’d followed her long enough to know green was her color and vines were her kinky preference. Did I not hate witches, I would have let her take me for a ride tied up in leaves."
"The oxygen supply was decreasing, and the coolness of the dark was suffocating me, awakening my dick. It truly was a shame she was a witch. She liked ropes and a bit of choking. Plus, she was smoking hot and knew how to get what she wanted."
"I tilted the hilt of my sword upwards and slightly inwards, then tugged the blade from it, and as it grew bigger along the side of my arm like an aroused penis,"
"She looked at me, the creases on her face making her look even sexier"