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Claudy Conn

Hungry Moon Series

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But even as the were roared and suffered excruciating pain, even as it started to fall, even as death began to take it, its jaws locked down on Quinn’s shoulder and bit—bit hard—and Quinn’s fate was sealed.
He was able to punch and beat the creature off, and he watched as it fell to the ground, rolled over onto its back, and began the transformation back into man.

Quinn saw at once it was Whelan MacPoole, clan leader of the neighboring estate. Husband to his mother’s sister.
They had never been friends throughout their family’s history. He should have known. He should have suspected. The signs had been there all along, if only he’d noticed.
Quinn bent, pulled his silver-tipped sword from the man’s heart, and stood to look up at the stars before closing his eyes.

He had been bitten.

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A hybrid and a wolf shifter join forces across time, across miles against a threat of unthinkable proportions.Luke
tells Kelsey she isn’t his type, but who is he trying to convince—her or himself?

As for Kelsey, she has to admit the hybrid definitely makes her heart flutter and her knees weak, but she knows better than to get involved with a heart-breaker. And she is sure Luke is a heart-breaker.

Besides, they’ve got other problems on their hands as they join a team of otherworldly beings working together to fight the Purple Haze. Will their power be enough against the arcane threat?

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Dark but not gloomy it stood proud and old Radiating power, noble, in its fold. Soaring with magic in its untapped grotto. Protect and shield was Cravenwold’s motto. Humans ne’er see or hear and if they do, they soon forgot,
What was there and what was not.

(Outside of Dublin, Ireland, deep in the woods was the village of Cravenwold and its Academy for witches and warlocks.)
CONCERNED THAT SHE was too late, Jodi picked up her pace as she weaved through the dark woods. Her wand, which was made from a Rowan tree, stuck out of her back pocket. She reached for it and held it tightly in her grasp. She was headed for trouble. Every fiber of her being told her that.
Her pink-streaked platinum colored hair blew across her face as an unexpected wind picked up. The wind held elements of magic—dark magic. That was bad, so bad.
A sudden pelting of harsh rain hit her face. Something wanted to keep her away. Well, that was good—right? If it didn’t want her there, then it must have thought she was powerful enough to worry about. She trudged on.
She put out her hands and steadied herself against a tall pine, as she avoided tripping over roots and small bushes. She pointed her wand and softly said, “Ease my path.”
Slowly, a footpath appeared. It was clear of all obstacles. Jodi smiled, she was pleased with herself. Something was going down and she had to get there and stop it before…before anyone else died.

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