Title: Witch Way To Turn
Author: Karen Y. Bynum
Publisher: Lyrical Press
Publication Date: August 6th 2012
Series: Witch Way, #1
Genre: YA / NA, Paranormal, Romance
Length: 78k words
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Can you give one guy your heart and another your soul?
The last thing eighteen-year-old Breena Cross needs in her life is more complications. It’s all she can do to balance studying, working, trying to keep her foster-sister safe and drooling over the new guy at work. But things go from complicated to crazy when a fit of rage ignites the dark magic inside her and she finds herself fending off the supernatural underworld.
Myles, Breena’s drool-worthy coworker and vampire convict, is carrying a load of secrets–one of which is that he’s fang-over-lip in love with Breena and in danger of violating the terms of his sentence.
Orin is a soul-hungry assassin sent to kill Breena. However, he takes one look into her eyes and sees his own lost humanity. For once thinking of someone other than himself, he chooses not to end her life, even though it means risking his own.
Despite a convict and an assassin fighting over her, all Breena wants is custody of her sister. But to do this, she will need help from both Myles and Orin. And if Breena doesn’t learn to control the darkness within, she could lose her sister…forever.
WARNING: Contains strong language and some graphic content.
(Breena and Orin)
The silence shattered as a scraping sound–like nails down a chalk board–rang out in the still night air. Without even thinking about it, she turned and the blue light shot out of her palms.
Orin stood on the other side of the chain-link gate. Shocked, almost literally. The lock swung loose. She’d apparently hit it with the crazy-fast blue-light-thing-she-couldn’t-control.
“If you’d been properly trained in magic, I might actually be scared,” Orin joked as he flicked open the gate and walked to her side.
“Why didn’t you use the apparition thingy?”
“We can only apparate to places we’ve been before.” She could almost hear the Duh, Breena in his voice.
“Oh, right,” she said and turned back to the water. “Why are you here? I’m still pissed at you.” Really she wasn’t. She wanted him to take away the pain. Needed him to. Needed him.
“Look at me.” His voice was gentle.
She glared at him.
“I know you’re angry, and I recognize what a complete ass I am. But I have a surprise for you.”
“Now I expect you to throw me into the river,” she mocked. “You’ve ruined the surprise.”
“I’m not here to kill you, Breena.”
“How am I supposed to believe you?”
“I want you,” he said, his voice low and husky.
“That’s not a reason. It’s an excuse.” She threw her hands in the air.
“It may have been my excuse to begin with, but now it’s my reason.”
“You barely know me.”
“I know you better than you think.” He stayed close but made no move to touch her.
Crossing her arms, she stared at him. “Okay. Wow me.”
“You’re loyal, kind, surprisingly fierce.”
“That’s the best you’ve got?” She rolled her eyes. “You described a golden retriever.”
“You hate country music.”
“Who doesn’t?” She shrugged.
He laughed. “Funny,” he said, though it seemed he was talking to himself. “Don’t you want to know how I know you hate country music?”
She kind of liked to see him try so hard. “Yeah, sure. Why the hell not?”
“That’s the spirit.” He smiled, and read her face with his gaze as if she were a book he’d devoured a hundred times before. His favorite book. “Every time a country song came on the jukebox at Mama Rosa’s your forehead crinkled and your
Well rock my world, Captain Observant.
Fine, he’d nailed that one but it wasn’t enough. “What else?”
“You want me too.” His gaze seemed to bore into her soul. “We belong together, and you know it.”
“What makes you say that?”
“You want a relationship even though you act like you don’t. You want one with a take-charge kind of guy. Someone who can admit he cares for you.”
She gave him her best skeptical look.
“The vampire isn’t that guy.”
“What other vampire have you met?”
“True. But I never said I wanted Myles.”
“Don’t you?” Orin cocked his head to the side and his brows furrowed.
“No.” Who was he to tell her how she felt? Of course, she didn’t exactly know how she felt. Which was the problem.
“Good. Because he isn’t your soul mate.”
“And you are?” Breena could play this game.
“How can you be so sure?”
“You’re the answer.” He sounded as if he chose each word with extreme care.
“Everything.” He smiled, but his expression was sober.
The idea of being someone’s solution gave that balloon on a string a much-needed lift.
He wrapped an arm around her and drew her to him, hip to hip. Lacing his fingers in her hair, he caressed her neck in a way that felt familiar and safe, but somehow also hot and dangerous. She wanted to lose herself, surrender to him. Give herself over to the desire. She wanted to free herself. To be his answer.
Karen Y. Bynum is an author of young adult paranormal fantasy. Her novel Witch Way to Turn is published through Lyrical Press. She grew up in Hickory, North Carolina where mountains and magic surrounded her. Even as a child, she wrote her own faery tales and prattled incessantly to her imaginary friends.
After graduating from UNC Charlotte with a Bachelor’s degree in Mass Media Communications, she went on to become certified in culinary arts from The Art Institute of Charlotte. But it wasn’t until her aerospace engineer husband accepted a job in Virginia and they relocated that she knew what she wanted to be when she grew up.
With the support of family and friends, Karen embarked on a journey with the voices in her head. They wouldn’t stop talking (yes, she does answer back) and their stories took shape. Karen currently lives in coastal Virginia and enjoys reading, tweeting, writing and spending time with her husband and their spoiled rotten Vizsla named Rusty.