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Candlelit Magic by Wendi Zwaduk 

Part of the Wanton Witches Collection

Total-E-Bound Publishing

Contemporary, Paranormal, M/F, Anal Sex

Novella

Even love witches get the blues.

Havan’s magical potions bring couples together and give them the happily ever after of their dreams. Too bad her spells don’t work for her. In Erie View, the townspeople see nothing more than a witch. All she wants is to find that special man to embrace her quirks and love her. Will she be able to accept the blessings of the Goddesses or lose faith in herself?

Neil doesn’t believe in magic. It’s trickery for television and movies. No one creates a spell for people to fall in love. Hell, he doesn’t even believe in love. After a string of crappy dates and dead-end romances, he’s through with relationships. But a chance meeting at the grocery store changes his mind. Havan’s nothing like he expects—but is the blue haired witch enough to make him give romance another shot?

Available here:

Totally Bound - http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=2346

ARe - https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-candlelitmagic-1325626-340.html

Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/Candlelit-Magic-Wanton-Witches-Zwaduk-ebook/dp/B00G2BUW0E/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&qid=1382392333&sr=8-9&keywords=wendi+zwaduk

EXCERPT:

“I wanted to thank you in person for the candle. It’s very pretty.” He snapped his lips shut. Damn it. He sounded stupid. “I don’t know what I’ll use it for, but they make the house smell nice.” Shit.

She stared at him, but didn’t say anything.

“I suck at small talk.” And apparently trying to sound smooth in front of beautiful women. “What”—Neil picked up a tiny bottle filled with amber liquid—“exactly do you do here? And what is this?”

“I’m a witch.”

Matter-of-fact, no inflection in her voice. Factual and blunt. What would it take to make her smile? Blush? Call out his name when he pumped into her pussy? Oh shit, he needed to get his thoughts away from sex.

He paused a moment to make sure that he’d heard her right. “A witch?”

“Yes, and I make the potions the people in town rave about. I’m not Madame Scarlett and neither is Cian. I thought everyone in town knew, but hey, you might not have. She’s just the name I picked out when my Aunt Siobhan turned the store over to me. Cian likes red, so her hair is red and she lets everyone think she’s Madame.” Havan folded her hands on the glass display case. “I heard you say you wanted something for your sister. I remember her, vaguely. Her then boyfriend came in looking for a love potion. I gave him one and it seems to have worked.”

“Kasen?” The guy had used a love potion? He knew the general story, but to hear Melissa talk, it was love at first sight. The spell or potion or whatever came a lot later.

“Sounds right.” Havan shrugged. “They got what they wanted.”

Well, what do you know? Neil pointed to the bottle with the amber stuff inside. “This? Is this what they used?” He needed to keep her talking.

“Yes.” She wore two rings per hand, each ring set with a huge stone—one in red and one in black. “This one will get you a date and this one will get you forever.” She tapped the top of a black bottle. “Cian claims we have potions for revenge and greed, but they don’t work.”

“Why not?” He picked up one of the black bottles. “If I cast a spell for a negative reason, then that negativity will come back to me threefold. It sucks.” She tucked a lock of darker blue hair behind her ear. A selection of hoop earrings dangled from her ear, starting at the top and following down to her earlobe. “I learnt my lesson a long time ago. Don’t cast what you can’t handle.” For the first time since he’d seen her, she smiled and laughed. “You will totally regret it.”

“I hear you.” Neil gripped the bottle. The more she talked, the more he wanted to listen to her. His cock pushed against his pants and he mashed the bulge into the front of the display case to ease his ache. “My sister already fell in love, so she doesn’t need this. Think it’ll help me?”

Havan sighed. “It will, but you have to accept whoever is chosen. What you want might not be what you get, but she will be the one your heart truly desires.”

Her words stopped him cold. She wasn’t a thing like he expected and she sure as shit wasn’t his type and yet he couldn’t help but want to see her. “I’ll take it and whatever it was your friend went upstairs to find.”

“Oh. Okay.” Havan wrote up the bill on a receipt pad. “Give her a moment.”

“I will.” Neil clutched the bottle tighter. A witch. No wonder the people around town talked ill of Madame Scarlett’s. No one knew what the hell they were dealing with. But Havan didn’t strike him as a witch. No green skin or huge warts. Maybe he’d been watching too much television. The bracelets on her wrist jangled as she wrote.

“I know my sister was being forward, but I’ve got a question.” He wanted to see her again. Had to. “Would you accompany me to my sister’s wedding?”

“What?” Her eyes widened again, displaying the ring of dark blue surrounding her pupils. The lighter blue flecks sparkled. Would she look at him that way during sex? He hoped so. Hoped she’d give him a chance, too.

“Well, you brought them together.” Stupid, stupid. He took one of the business cards and flipped it over, then wrote his phone number and the date of the wedding. “My name is Neil and I know this is a shitty way to ask you out, but I really am drawn to you.” He slid the card to her. “No strings, but if you’d like to go with me, I’d love to see you.”

@Copyright Wendi Zwaduk 2013

Sunday Snoggin' with Firelit Magic

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Firelit Magic by Wendi Zwaduk 

Contemporary, Paranormal - Witches

Novella

Totally Bound

Fire-red magic and white-hot nights make up the best witch’s brew…

Young witch Cian is coming into her own—and her magic. She’s happy rescuing the black cats that society doesn’t want, but she’s lonely. A sexy man to warm her nights would be perfect. Too bad the man in question isn’t interested—or is he?

Officer Tommy Barnes noticed red-haired beauty Cian the first time he stepped into her store, but a witch and a cop shouldn’t mix—should they? And what’s with her seemingly sinister interest in black cats? He can’t deny his attraction to her, so while his sixth sense says she’s harmless, a little investigative work between the sheets never hurt…

Can Tommy withstand the red-hot fire or will this witch get the best of him?

Reader Advisory: This book follows secondary characters from Candlelit Magic.​

Available here:

https://www.totallybound.com/firelit-magic#excerpt

And now for that Snog!

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Cian leaned over him and helped him free himself of his trousers. She picked up the condom and tore the foil packet in her teeth.

“Oh shit, yeah.” Tommy worked his pants and boxers past his hips. “Dance for me. You’re so sexy.”

He wasn’t the smoothest with sex talk, but he doubted she cared. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and wriggled her hips. Once more, her skin seemed to glow. God, he wanted her. He scooted to the edge of the sofa cushion and reached for her again.

Cian dropped to her knees. She looked up at him from between his legs and dragged her tongue along his cock.

His vision blurred. His tongue felt fifteen sizes too big and every nerve ending in his body crackled. Maybe it was the lack of sex in the past six months who cared?

She engulfed him in her hot mouth and raked her teeth over the crown of his dick. Every move she made sent shivers through his body. He gasped for breath.

“Come here,” he said. He leaned forward and threaded his fingers into her hair. As much as he wanted her to continue sucking him, he needed to be inside her. Tommy pulled her onto his lap, feeling every inch of her softness. He liked a woman with a little meat on her bones and Cian fit his requirements. She settled on his thighs and rolled the condom down his dick. Her eyes sparkled and she licked her bottom lip.

He’d let her take control for long enough. Tommy held onto her waist and positioned her above his cock. He inched down on the seat to give himself a better angle to work from and pushed into her heat.

Cian gripped him from within. Her skin flushed. She tipped her head back, exposing her throat and giving him access to her breasts.

Tommy tilted her forward enough to suck her nipple. He braced his feet on the floor and rocked her on his lap. Her moans and whimpers turned his senses inside out. He slid in and out of her tight pussy. Christ. He flicked his tongue over her areola and smothered his moans against her skin.

Shit. He groaned and spilled his seed in the condom. Cian moaned. When he gazed up at her and released her breast, the pale peach tone of her skin faded to white. She closed her eyes and her lips were parted a fraction of an inch.

“Whoa,” he whispered as she tightened around him. Little by little, her color returned. He smoothed one hand behind her head and met her for a kiss.

“Don’t leave tonight.” She draped her arms around his neck. “Stay with me.”

He couldn’t see himself anywhere else.

A Visit From the Cover Faery....Firelit Magic!

The second of my Witches books, Firelit Magic, will be out early next year. Here's the fabulous cover art from Posh Gosh!

Spooky Smut After Dark with Candlelit Magic

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Candlelit Magic by Wendi Zwaduk  

Part of the Wanton Witches Collection

Total-E-Bound Publishing

Contemporary, Paranormal, M/F, Anal Sex

Novella

Even love witches get the blues.

Havan’s magical potions bring couples together and give them the happily ever after of their dreams. Too bad her spells don’t work for her. In Erie View, the townspeople see nothing more than a witch. All she wants is to find that special man to embrace her quirks and love her. Will she be able to accept the blessings of the Goddesses or lose faith in herself?

Neil doesn’t believe in magic. It’s trickery for television and movies. No one creates a spell for people to fall in love. Hell, he doesn’t even believe in love. After a string of crappy dates and dead-end romances, he’s through with relationships. But a chance meeting at the grocery store changes his mind. Havan’s nothing like he expects—but is the blue haired witch enough to make him give romance another shot?

Available here:  http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=2346

EXCERPT:

“Havan?”

The witch stood beside the car, the light from the street lamp illuminating her hair. She didn’t look at him, but didn’t move. So tiny and lonely next to the big vehicle. His heart broke. He’d been an ass to her and he needed to make things up to her.

“Havan.” Neil stopped beside her. He tugged her into his arms and stroked her hair. She felt so good in his embrace, perfect. “I’m so sorry, Havan. I’m not even sure what I want to say, but I like you.” He kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes. Her various bracelets and earrings jangled like sweet music in his head. He could hold her forever. “I’m sorry I’m being too pushy and pressing too hard. I’m a thirty-five-year-old construction worker who knows shit about dating, but I’m willing to learn. Give me another chance?”

She smoothed one hand up his chest, resting her palm over his heart. “You’re a good man,” she whispered. “You’re trying too hard and crushing me.”

“Because I like you.” He cupped her jaw in one hand and swiped his thumb over her cheek. Her eyes shone with unshed tears and she licked her bottom lip. He liked her more than he understood.

Neil lowered his mouth to hers and tasted her. She moaned beneath him and gripped his jacket, but didn’t pull away. From his head to his toes, his body vibrated. His skin tingled and when he opened his eyes for just a moment, he could’ve sworn she glowed. Did witches glow when they were turned on? He closed his eyes and tangled his tongue with hers. Something powerful passed between them and he never wanted to let her go.

After less than one date and a chance meeting at the shop, he’d fallen more than a little in love with her. Bullshit. Love didn’t happen that fast. But something had changed. The potion? No, he hadn’t drunk it. Had she spoken magical words? He doubted she’d said anything like that. She didn’t seem to believe in herself enough to try something devious.

Still, he refused to deny his attraction to her. He wanted more dates with her and to explore every inch of her delectable body. Now he had to hope she wanted the same thing from him.

~~

Havan melted into his arms. He made bad jokes, but lots of people insulated themselves with insults against what they didn’t understand. Having a witch in town certainly left her open to being the object of ridicule. But he seemed to be different. Neil, despite all his faults, seemed to care. She clutched the sides of his coat and sighed into his kiss. The fever came over her again and she held him tighter. Venus must’ve smiled down on her or predetermined that she belonged to Neil. Couldn’t have been the potion. Could it?

Havan pulled away from him and stared into Neil’s blue eyes. His cheeks were flushed and his lips parted. “Come home with me.”

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What does Neil thing Havan did to make him fall for her?
A. Use a potion
B. Speak magical words
C. Unspoken magic
D. All of the above

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Candlelit Magic by Wendi Zwaduk  

Part of the Wanton Witches Collection

Total-E-Bound Publishing

Contemporary, Paranormal, M/F, Anal Sex

Novella

Even love witches get the blues.

Havan’s magical potions bring couples together and give them the happily ever after of their dreams. Too bad her spells don’t work for her. In Erie View, the townspeople see nothing more than a witch. All she wants is to find that special man to embrace her quirks and love her. Will she be able to accept the blessings of the Goddesses or lose faith in herself?

Neil doesn’t believe in magic. It’s trickery for television and movies. No one creates a spell for people to fall in love. Hell, he doesn’t even believe in love. After a string of crappy dates and dead-end romances, he’s through with relationships. But a chance meeting at the grocery store changes his mind. Havan’s nothing like he expects—but is the blue haired witch enough to make him give romance another shot?

Available here:

Totally Bound - http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=2346

ARe - https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-candlelitmagic-1325626-340.html

Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/Candlelit-Magic-Wanton-Witches-Zwaduk-ebook/dp/B00G2BUW0E/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&qid=1382392333&sr=8-9&keywords=wendi+zwaduk

And now a white hot excerpt!

“I wanted to thank you in person for the candle. It’s very pretty.” He snapped his lips shut. Damn it. He sounded stupid. “I don’t know what I’ll use it for, but they make the house smell nice.” Shit.

She stared at him, but didn’t say anything.

“I suck at small talk.” And apparently trying to sound smooth in front of beautiful women. “What”—Neil picked up a tiny bottle filled with amber liquid—“exactly do you do here? And what is this?”

“I’m a witch.”

Matter-of-fact, no inflection in her voice. Factual and blunt. What would it take to make her smile? Blush? Call out his name when he pumped into her pussy? Oh shit, he needed to get his thoughts away from sex.

He paused a moment to make sure that he’d heard her right. “A witch?”

“Yes, and I make the potions the people in town rave about. I’m not Madame Scarlett and neither is Cian. I thought everyone in town knew, but hey, you might not have. She’s just the name I picked out when my Aunt Siobhan turned the store over to me. Cian likes red, so her hair is red and she lets everyone think she’s Madame.” Havan folded her hands on the glass display case. “I heard you say you wanted something for your sister. I remember her, vaguely. Her then boyfriend came in looking for a love potion. I gave him one and it seems to have worked.”

“Kasen?” The guy had used a love potion? He knew the general story, but to hear Melissa talk, it was love at first sight. The spell or potion or whatever came a lot later.

“Sounds right.” Havan shrugged. “They got what they wanted.”

Well, what do you know? Neil pointed to the bottle with the amber stuff inside. “This? Is this what they used?” He needed to keep her talking.

“Yes.” She wore two rings per hand, each ring set with a huge stone—one in red and one in black. “This one will get you a date and this one will get you forever.” She tapped the top of a black bottle. “Cian claims we have potions for revenge and greed, but they don’t work.”

“Why not?” He picked up one of the black bottles. “If I cast a spell for a negative reason, then that negativity will come back to me threefold. It sucks.” She tucked a lock of darker blue hair behind her ear. A selection of hoop earrings dangled from her ear, starting at the top and following down to her earlobe. “I learnt my lesson a long time ago. Don’t cast what you can’t handle.” For the first time since he’d seen her, she smiled and laughed. “You will totally regret it.”

“I hear you.” Neil gripped the bottle. The more she talked, the more he wanted to listen to her. His cock pushed against his pants and he mashed the bulge into the front of the display case to ease his ache. “My sister already fell in love, so she doesn’t need this. Think it’ll help me?”

Havan sighed. “It will, but you have to accept whoever is chosen. What you want might not be what you get, but she will be the one your heart truly desires.”

Her words stopped him cold. She wasn’t a thing like he expected and she sure as shit wasn’t his type and yet he couldn’t help but want to see her. “I’ll take it and whatever it was your friend went upstairs to find.”

“Oh. Okay.” Havan wrote up the bill on a receipt pad. “Give her a moment.”

“I will.” Neil clutched the bottle tighter. A witch. No wonder the people around town talked ill of Madame Scarlett’s. No one knew what the hell they were dealing with. But Havan didn’t strike him as a witch. No green skin or huge warts. Maybe he’d been watching too much television. The bracelets on her wrist jangled as she wrote.

“I know my sister was being forward, but I’ve got a question.” He wanted to see her again. Had to. “Would you accompany me to my sister’s wedding?”

“What?” Her eyes widened again, displaying the ring of dark blue surrounding her pupils. The lighter blue flecks sparkled. Would she look at him that way during sex? He hoped so. Hoped she’d give him a chance, too.

“Well, you brought them together.” Stupid, stupid. He took one of the business cards and flipped it over, then wrote his phone number and the date of the wedding. “My name is Neil and I know this is a shitty way to ask you out, but I really am drawn to you.” He slid the card to her. “No strings, but if you’d like to go with me, I’d love to see you.”

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Candlelit Magic by Wendi Zwaduk

Part of the Wanton Witches Collection

Total-E-Bound Publishing

Contemporary, Paranormal, M/F, Anal Sex

Novella

Even love witches get the blues.

Havan’s magical potions bring couples together and give them the happily ever after of their dreams. Too bad her spells don’t work for her. In Erie View, the townspeople see nothing more than a witch. All she wants is to find that special man to embrace her quirks and love her. Will she be able to accept the blessings of the Goddesses or lose faith in herself?

Neil doesn’t believe in magic. It’s trickery for television and movies. No one creates a spell for people to fall in love. Hell, he doesn’t even believe in love. After a string of crappy dates and dead-end romances, he’s through with relationships. But a chance meeting at the grocery store changes his mind. Havan’s nothing like he expects—but is the blue haired witch enough to make him give romance another shot?

Available here:  http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=2346

And now for that Hump!!

“This is where we get off.”

For the first time in a long time, she laughed. “Get off? You’re sure of yourself.” She covered her mouth with both hands. Her skin tingled. She could get used to being around a guy like Neil. “Think you can?” She volleyed the first attack. Would he respond?

He opened the front door and smiled. “Havan, I’m sorry I acted like a jerk. When I’m around you, I can’t think straight and I say things I don’t mean. I’m usually not this…way. But yeah, I think I can make you scream my name.”

“I understand.” She ducked under his outstretched arm and walked into his apartment. “Being a witch brings out the oddest things in people and makes them say things they might not usually say.”

“Yeah?” He closed the door and snagged her in his arms. “Maybe I need a little more odd—I mean, a little more you in my life.”

“Odd is good.” Havan rose up on her toes and kissed him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, thrilled by the hardness of his chest and the bulge in his jeans.

Neil hoisted her in his arms and arranged her legs about his waist. “I want you.”

“Me, too.” Havan held tight to him as he carried her through the apartment to his bedroom. No pictures, just a stuffed deer head over the entryway to the hall decorated the ivory walls. A collection of beer bottles lined the shelf opening between the kitchen and living room. Not that she noticed much else. He collapsed on the bed with her atop him.

His groan rumbled in his chest and sent a rush of fever through her veins. His eyes sparkled and he grasped the waistband of her jeans. “Show me everything, my witch.”

Havan threw caution to the wind along with every one of her fears. She pulled the hem of her tunic up over her head, baring her upper body to him. The lace of her bra barely concealed her breasts. The chill of the season kissed her skin and she fought the urge to cover herself, but the warmth in his eyes touched her to the bone.

Her magic swelled within her and she tipped her head back. The straps of her bra slipped off her shoulders.

“Yeah, babe.” Neil flicked open the clasp and removed the bra, baring her breasts. “You glow.”

A Visit from the Cover Faery

As a request from my editor, I wrote a story about witches. Well, one witch in particular named Havan and the human, Neil, who doesn't believe witches exist. Here's the cover!