I'm the worst. Seriously. Ask anyone and they'll tell you, "Sylvie Orion is the world's worst witch." But being a supernatural bounty hunter requires more smarts than magic. So put that on your wand and suck it, beyotches. When my latest clientβa kleptomaniac werewolfβdisappears, I'm on the hunt
Motherducking Witches
β Scribed by Michelle Fox
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 112 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
I'm Sylvie Orion. Normally I'm a bounty hunter, but now I'm a prisoner of destiny, a destiny I never asked for, a destiny I might not survive.
My soul's been stolen and with it my magic, my vampire sidekick is dust, and Shifter Nation seems to think I'm their personal pawn.
Oh, and if I go, so does the world. I'm not sure the motherducking witch who stole my soul read that particular fine print.
My only option is to find a way to come out on top the next time the wheel turns. I'm not giving up. The world is counting on me, the worst witch to ever witch.
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