Layla Callaway has found comfort in her new role as a coven member, and she’s declared her love for the heartthrob who led her home, but as beautiful as her life appears, it’s shadowed by the evil threatening to rip it away.
After years of meaningless flings, Quin Kavanagh has finally found love in Layla and yearns to keep her close, but the strength and longevity of their relationship is tested by Finley, a powerful wizard who promises to rid Layla’s life of danger… then claim her as his reward.
They’ve attacked once, leaving Layla with grievous injuries, and the worst has yet to come. The Stranger has drawn closer than anyone knows. And with the disappearance of his lieutenant, Agro is on a rampage, determined to get his witch… or make her family pay.
Stretching from coast to coast and teeming with loathed villains and beloved heroes, The Mystic Series is rich with emotion, magic and intrigue. Whether the reader is laughing, crying or falling in love, they'll find themselves invested in Layla's fate through the rich dialogue and emotionally driven characters that weave the web of this fiery tale.
About the author:
Rebecca Berto is the author or the dark contemporary/literary novella, PRECISE and the upcoming new adult contemporary romance novel, DROWNING IN YOU. She is also a freelance editor.
She writes stories that are a bit sexy, and straddle the line between Literary and Tear Your Heart Out. She gets a thrill when her readers are emotional reading her stories, and gets even more of a kick when they tell her so. She’s strangely imaginative, spends too much time on her computer, and is certifiably crazy when she works on her fiction.
Rebecca Berto lives in Melbourne, Australia with her boyfriend and their doggy.
Following a short and lonely shower, Layla walked from the bathroom and stumbled to a stop, nearly dropping her towel as her mouth fell open.
Quin stood in the middle of the room, already dressed, and it was the first time she'd seen him in something besides shorts and a t-shirt or pajama pants. He wore a dark pair of straight-leg jeans, and a white collared shirt, which he left untucked. The cuffs of the long sleeves were also left undone, and he was in the process of rolling them up his forearms.
Layla gathered two corners of her towel in one fist and strolled closer, drinking in the visage of the finest man she’d ever seen. She swept her free hand through the air, and the buttons of his shirt came undone, exposing his sculpted torso.
“You look yummy,” she purred, moistening her lips. Then she pressed a palm to his stomach and kissed his heart. “Mmm... you taste yummy, too.”
Her towel fell as she took him by the waist and slipped her tongue out, tempted to taste him all over, but he put a stop to it by pulling her lips from his pecs.
“If you keep doing that with no clothes on, our deal will become null and void.”
She widened her eyes. “Are you saying you would break your word?”
“I would do everything in my power to get you to agree first.”
She dropped her hands and narrowed her gaze. Getting her agreement would be entirely too easy for him, and he knew it. “I'll just go get dressed.”
“Okay,” he returned, letting her curls slip between his fingers as pulled his hands away.
She watched his chest disappear as the buttons of his shirt flew back together. Then she flashed him a sarcastic smile and turned toward the closet. Walking away from him while nude was disconcerting, and her flushed skin surely showed it, but she also knew the view was driving him crazy, so she couldn’t help but grin as she entered the closet.