Spell in London
The
Cauldron Effect
Cauldron Effect
Book
Three
Three
Shereen
Vedam
Vedam
Genre: Regency Fantasy Romance
Date of Publication: March 31,
2020
2020
ISBN: 978-0-9953447-9-2
ASIN: B07ZTBR92H
Number of pages: 265
Word Count: 85,443
Cover Artist: Desiree De’orto
Tagline: By the pricking of my
thumbs…
thumbs…
Book Description:
A healing witch hopes her stolen
hellhounds’ passionate master will return soon to claim his hounds, and
perhaps, notice her. When he does, not only does she catch his eye, but also
that of his fiendish dark fae mother.
hellhounds’ passionate master will return soon to claim his hounds, and
perhaps, notice her. When he does, not only does she catch his eye, but also
that of his fiendish dark fae mother.
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Excerpt:
“Grace,” her
mother said in a curt voice. “This is Mr. Devlin Chase Dewer. Mr. Dewer, my
daughter, Miss Grace Elizabeth Adair.”
mother said in a curt voice. “This is Mr. Devlin Chase Dewer. Mr. Dewer, my
daughter, Miss Grace Elizabeth Adair.”
The stark
introduction did not do justice to the young lady in the doorway. She stood
with her left knee slightly bent, ankle provocatively tilted. She had raised
her chin and head, emphasizing an exquisite neck, while her wide eyes observed
him with direct, inquisitive scrutiny.
introduction did not do justice to the young lady in the doorway. She stood
with her left knee slightly bent, ankle provocatively tilted. She had raised
her chin and head, emphasizing an exquisite neck, while her wide eyes observed
him with direct, inquisitive scrutiny.
“He is here to
reclaim his . . . beasts,” her mother said.
reclaim his . . . beasts,” her mother said.
In Baroness
Mandell’s hesitation over the word “beasts,” Dewer heard “demons.”
Mandell’s hesitation over the word “beasts,” Dewer heard “demons.”
Her snub of his
hellhounds slid off his back like a bead of oil. It wasn’t her first insult since
his arrival. He had been here for forty odd minutes – feels like a month –
awaiting this enchanting creature’s return home. All that while, Lady Mandell
refused to be seated, as if admitting him into her home was an affront she
could not take sitting down.
hellhounds slid off his back like a bead of oil. It wasn’t her first insult since
his arrival. He had been here for forty odd minutes – feels like a month –
awaiting this enchanting creature’s return home. All that while, Lady Mandell
refused to be seated, as if admitting him into her home was an affront she
could not take sitting down.
The baroness’s
upright stance had meant Dewer must also remain on his feet. Not a terrible
inconvenience as he had sat more than stood since leaving Wales yesterday
morning. For the last five minutes, however, Lady Mandell had been shifting
from foot to foot; suggesting their Napoleonic standoff would end shortly with
either his departure or her capitulation by taking a seat and thus allowing him
to do so as well.
upright stance had meant Dewer must also remain on his feet. Not a terrible
inconvenience as he had sat more than stood since leaving Wales yesterday
morning. For the last five minutes, however, Lady Mandell had been shifting
from foot to foot; suggesting their Napoleonic standoff would end shortly with
either his departure or her capitulation by taking a seat and thus allowing him
to do so as well.
“I have sent for
a fresh pot of tea,” the old witch on the sofa said. Lady Mandell’s mother was
apparently oblivious to the baroness’s intention to discourage their guest
lingering.
a fresh pot of tea,” the old witch on the sofa said. Lady Mandell’s mother was
apparently oblivious to the baroness’s intention to discourage their guest
lingering.
Dewer was glad
of the tea idea. He may not need to sit, but he was thirsty, for the
raven-haired vision in blue in the doorway left his mouth as parched as a desert.
of the tea idea. He may not need to sit, but he was thirsty, for the
raven-haired vision in blue in the doorway left his mouth as parched as a desert.
It was hard to
mistake the family resemblance between these three females. All had high
cheekbones, tall statures and a natural sensuality that age had not appreciably
diminished. All similarities ended on the visual plane.
mistake the family resemblance between these three females. All had high
cheekbones, tall statures and a natural sensuality that age had not appreciably
diminished. All similarities ended on the visual plane.
Miss Adair
seemed intrigued by his presence, but wary. Well she should be. Thief.
seemed intrigued by his presence, but wary. Well she should be. Thief.
Her mother,
Baroness Mandell, had been itching to toss him out since he first stepped into
her home. Harridan.
Baroness Mandell, had been itching to toss him out since he first stepped into
her home. Harridan.
The eldest witch
was the most approachable. Unfortunately, she was currently leaning forward to
entice Farfur with a crumpet. Crumbs littered the Persian carpet between his
feet and hers, as she made atrocious smacking noises from between pursed lips.
Definitely Dotty.
was the most approachable. Unfortunately, she was currently leaning forward to
entice Farfur with a crumpet. Crumbs littered the Persian carpet between his
feet and hers, as she made atrocious smacking noises from between pursed lips.
Definitely Dotty.
Dewer took hold
of Farfur’s scruff again, to ensure Dotty, his only ally in the room, would not
lose her fingers if the hellhound decided to accept her insanely
ill-thought-out offer of a treat.
of Farfur’s scruff again, to ensure Dotty, his only ally in the room, would not
lose her fingers if the hellhound decided to accept her insanely
ill-thought-out offer of a treat.
“We must leave for London forthwith, Grace.” A
negligent flick of the Harridan’s hand, and the crumbs on the carpet vanished.
“I hope your morning visit with your cousin was elucidating and makes Mr.
Dewer’s visit timely.”
negligent flick of the Harridan’s hand, and the crumbs on the carpet vanished.
“I hope your morning visit with your cousin was elucidating and makes Mr.
Dewer’s visit timely.”
So, that is why
Harridan permitted him to enter her home. She wants the hellhounds gone.
Excellent!
Harridan permitted him to enter her home. She wants the hellhounds gone.
Excellent!
Grace’s full
mouth firmed, her hands clenched and that tempting ankle straightened,
signifying that no matter her mother’s preference, Dewer was not about to
depart with his hounds without protest. The young witch’s stormy gaze met his
in a battle cry that tightened his chest muscles. He repressed the urge to
smile with relish at the looming fight.
mouth firmed, her hands clenched and that tempting ankle straightened,
signifying that no matter her mother’s preference, Dewer was not about to
depart with his hounds without protest. The young witch’s stormy gaze met his
in a battle cry that tightened his chest muscles. He repressed the urge to
smile with relish at the looming fight.
the Author:
Once upon a time, USA Today
bestselling author Shereen Vedam read fantasy and romance novels to entertain
herself. Now she writes heartwarming tales braided with threads of magic and
love and mystery elements woven in for good measure.
bestselling author Shereen Vedam read fantasy and romance novels to entertain
herself. Now she writes heartwarming tales braided with threads of magic and
love and mystery elements woven in for good measure.
Shereen's a fan of resourceful
women, intriguing men, and happily-ever-after endings. If her stories whisk you
away to a different realm for a few hours, then Shereen will have achieved one
of her life goals.
women, intriguing men, and happily-ever-after endings. If her stories whisk you
away to a different realm for a few hours, then Shereen will have achieved one
of her life goals.
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