Look at that! I remembered to sign up for WIP Wednesday this week! I’ve been so crazy with the release of The Thalia Series (and writing chapter two of The Wild Ones, which is now up on Literotica if you’re curious) that I kept forgetting to actually participate in this. Mostly because I’m a nutcase when I get drawn into things and if there’s not a reminder in my phone, it doesn’t happen. This week, I remembered! Gold star for me!

I’m releasing the individual publication of ‘The Rite’ this month from the ‘Darker Side of Love’ anthology. Whenever I release one of these anthology pieces I always try to give the readers a little extra and this one is something I really think fans of Heather and ‘The Rite’ will enjoy. It takes place six months after the end of the story, and… let’s just say Heather isn’t handling her magic very well.

The sound of chain moving in the bedroom sent a chill down Heather’s back as she fought to sit still on the couch. She was way too wound up for a Sunday. Rick had needed to paus the sci-fi movie they were watching after her insistent rubbing against him had resulted in a hard-on, wet panties, and ended with neither of them paying attention anyway.

Now he was in the bedroom doing something delightful with chain, and Heather couldn’t slow down her pulse as her mind filled with a hundred things he might do to her. The buzz in her skin crackled when she heard the unmistakable thump of a wooden paddle being dropped on the hardwood floors. A paddle. Fuck. That turned her on even further. The hair on her arms stood up and she shivered – then it hit her. This was not a normal buzz in her skin.

Nope, that crackle was the magic.

The stilled image on the television screen warbled like an old-school antenna signal, and the acrid smell of magic filled the air moments before the wine glasses on the coffee table started to rattle.

Shit, shit, shit.

“Okay, breathe, Heather. Count.” Heather closed her eyes and folded her legs on the couch so she could focus, meditate, and stem the power that was steadily building inside her. It had been eight months since Nate, and Herja, and the Pritchett family’s catastrophic plummet back to mere mortal status. Heather had been stranded as the only witch she knew, and it… wasn’t going smoothly. She took a deep breath, “One, two, three, four –”

POP. The light bulb in the lamp next to her exploded and she let out a yelp of surprise. Her hair felt like it was standing on end, and she looked down to see the couch levitating – again.

“DAMMIT!” She screamed and Rick came running from the bedroom in only his boxers, which were tented in front of him with an erection she’d much rather have inside her. His eyes widened for a moment, and then she watched as he calmed himself like he had so many times before. He was always careful not to freak out or shout, well, he had been ever since the time she’d turned a chair into kindling.

“Heather, breathe, and put the couch down. Gently this time.” His voice was hard and commanding, and it filled her with a warm flood of pleasure that balanced the chaos of the magic inside her. She nodded, focusing on the command, and closed her eyes again, breathing in slowly through her nose and out through her mouth. Heather worked on centering herself, but just as she felt the magic starting to calm down his voice broke through her meditation, “Pretty girl, if you break that trophy I’m going to strap your ass until you can’t sit down for a week.”

Her eyes snapped open to see one of his baseball trophies, which usually sat on the mantle, floating up and away from it. In her panic to avoid dropping it she threw her magic at keeping it afloat and the rest of the room crashed back into place. Even as the couch slammed into the floor, and both glasses fell over to spill red wine all over the rug underneath, she was able to keep the trophy suspended in the air. She winced as the rattle of the room settled into silence.

Perfect, she’d ruined their evening. Again.

The extra for this book follows Heather and Rick as she tries to get her magic under control, and (of course) has some delicious fun times with our sexy man Rick who I felt didn’t get near enough time in the anthology story.

I really hope you’ll check it out when it goes live, just keep checking back on my blog for updates!

You should also check out the other awesome blog-hoppers for this WIP Wednesday below, I know there’s some hotness going on.