Spell Bound (A Hex Hall Novel)
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Just as Sophie Mercer has come to accept her extraordinary magical powers as a demon, the Prodigium Council strips them away. Now Sophie is defenseless, alone, and at the mercy of her sworn enemies-the Brannicks, a family of warrior women who hunt down the Prodigium. Or at least that's what Sophie thinks, until she makes a surprising discovery. The Brannicks know an epic war is coming, and they believe Sophie is the only one powerful enough to stop the world from ending. But without her magic, Sophie isn't as confident.
Sophie needs her rest, and I’m sure Finley and Izzy do, too.” She glanced around the kitchen. “Speaking of, where is Izzy?” Finley winced as she patted her bandage into place. “She probably went upstairs already.” We all said good night then, bringing an end to what might have been the most bizarre twenty-four hours of my life (which said a lot). Aislinn told me I could keep the bedroom I’d been in earlier, and after hugging Mom—who was apparently going to stay downstairs to finish her
the people I cared about were safe, I couldn’t even begin to wrap my mind around this whole Casnoff thing. But when I got to the War Room, Mom was inside, leaning against the big table, arms crossed, facing Torin. Whatever they’d been talking about, they stopped as soon as I entered. I didn’t like the expressions on either of their faces. “Um, hey,” I said, rapping my knuckles on the door-frame. “I was actually just coming to talk to you.” “Okay,” Mom said, but I shook my head. “Not you. I
Aislinn just regarded me shrewdly, a tiny smile playing on her lips. “She’s got a mouth on her, that’s for sure,” she said. Her eyes flicked to Mom. “Must’ve gotten that from him. You were always quiet.” I looked to Mom, confused, but she was still watching Aislinn Brannick, her face pale. “You need to get downstairs in five minutes,” Aislinn said, moving to stand at the foot of the bed. “Family meeting.” I took a very hesitant sip from the warm mug. It tasted even worse than it smelled, but as
too much if she did it herself. Same for your father, and you need to be focused right now.” Her voice was gruff, but I was still grateful to have her there. “So should I just conjure a boat?” I asked her now. She shrugged. “I’m not the one with magic. Just get over however you think is best.” “I could swim,” I suggested. “Ooh! Or maybe magic up like, a sweet Jet Ski?” I held my hands out in from of me as if I were clutching the handlebars of said sweet Jet Ski. Aislinn watched me for a moment
me. It was just…trickier than I’d expected.” Finley snorted. “Sure. Anyway, Avis Brannick found him…it, whatever, a few years later, and brought the mirror back to the rest of the family.” “When Avis discovered that Torin had the power of prophecy, she realized he could be a useful tool. We’ve been his guardians ever since,” Aislinn finished up. I wondered if they always told stories in a round like that. It reminded me of the three-way glances that Elodie, Anna, and Chaston used to do, and I