The man on his knees said one word, “Constringo.”
Fricking necromancers and their hard-ons for Latin. Regardless of the word’s definition, his spell hit Dani hard, burning from her fingertips to her elbows. A dark spider web tattoo crawled up both forearms.
“No.”
He’d bound her magic.
Spell of Binding, ms pg 17
<3 Anna
(Book 2 in the Dark Caster Series is a romance between the witch Daniela Ferraro and David Wilkes, the man she can never have. However, this scene I wrote for the novel in Cole Burkov’s point of view excited me so much I wanted to share it first.)
Cole drew the knife across his forearm, avoiding the raised scars laid out like tally marks. A running count of accessed power. Necromancy had never belonged to him, just lived in his veins.
Blood bubbled up from the new wound and rolled down the length of his arm. Power sizzled into his fingertips.
Spell of Binding, ms pg. 22
<3 Anna