Camilla Ferrar is a witch with the power to control the weather, but she's completely unprepared for the storm her new boss, Damien Barthe, unleashes in her life…and on her senses.
Camilla 'Cam' Ferrar has the power to control the weather, but she's all alone in the world. She's tried all her life to connect to her witch heritage by attending groups and studying the history of witchcraft. Her new boss, Damien Barthe, shows signs of being her opposite—a witch hunter. But when she confronts him, she finds out that he's actually a witch himself, and on a mission to seek out and neutralise those who are using Wiccan powers for evil purposes.
Damien's mission has brought him to Cam's workplace and she knows that once he's done his job, he will be on his way, but that doesn't stop her from falling for her sexy new boss. Tensions are ratcheted when she's forced to lay off employees due to the recent merger with Damien's company. When one man takes it particular poorly, he starts stalking her…leaving Damien to come to the rescue just as Cam begins to manipulate the weather in her own defence.
In the aftermath of the confrontation, Cam and Damien head back to her place and finish what they had started but never completed before—a night of wild witchery and sex.
With his mission over, will Damien walk out of her life the next morning, or will their explosive connection finally conquer the storm?
General Release Date: 18th October 2013
"You knew this was coming, didn’t you?"
The heavyset man sitting in front of Camilla had sputtered the words out. As she watched, a dozen different emotions crossed his red face. Prominent among them was bewilderment, followed by rage.
Silently, Cam repeated a peace chant, but the powerful anger in the man was overcoming even her well-meaning prayers.
Lester Kern raised a large fist and slammed it onto the desk between them.
"Answer me, dammit!"
"I knew last week, Lester," Cam told him, "when I was given the list of terminations."
He shook his head in mock disbelief. "And you kept it to yourself all that time? Didn’t it matter to you that you’ve been working with us for four years and the new overlords have only been here for a month? Or were you too busy congratulating yourself that you somehow managed to escape the axe?"
Congratulating herself? Cam had been calculating how long her anticipated severance cheque would last, along with the rest of her colleagues at Creatiff Consulting. Ever since the merger with Briggs and Barthe had been announced, they’d known massive layoffs were coming and no one had felt safe. Least of all Cam. The Director of Human Resources was a position of trust and who could blame Messrs Barthe and Briggs if they wanted to hire their own?
Although the accusation brought the pink to Cam’s pale cheeks, she strove for calm. Still, her grey eyes were wide and she couldn’t stop nervously patting her black hair into place, even though she knew it was already perfectly arranged.
"Now, Lester, you know I couldn’t breach confidentiality by disclosing the list of employees scheduled for layoff."
"Screw confidentiality," he barked. "You had a duty to me, along with the rest of us here at Creatiff. Ever since this goddamn merger was announced, we’ve known that it was a case of us against them."
That attitude is the surest way to end up on the termination list, Cam thought, but didn’t say so out loud. Grant Briggs had spent more than an hour meeting with each of the senior directors when he had taken over at the helm—Barthe was apparently more of a silent partner in the operation—explaining that nothing was as of yet set in stone and that good people who could possibly be kept on would be. He’d mentioned that he would be evaluating the Creatiff employees’ work histories over the next few weeks to find out which ones he could keep—but Lester had seemingly ignored that part.
"I don’t see it that way," Cam said to him, "and neither do the majority of our colleagues. Most will be staying on."
It was the wrong thing to say. She saw that the minute the words left her mouth. If she had possessed the power, she would have frozen that instant in that room and snatched back the words before they travelled to his ears, but despite all of her studying, that ability was beyond her.
"Lucky them," Lester sneered, "and lucky you. Although we all know how you managed to rise through the company so quickly and hang onto your job for so long, huh?"
Again, she sent up a little prayer that the next sentence would remain lodged in his throat.
"Too bad I don’t have long legs to flash the boss or a set of big tits to push in his face."
That was it. Her patience had run out.
"That’s enough, Lester. Here’s the rest of your severance package." She pushed an envelope across the desk. "I trust you will prefer to go over them on your own, rather than have me explain it."
He snatched at the papers with his big hand. "My lawyer will see them first."
Cam inclined her head. "As you wish. That was actually what I was about to suggest."
Grant Briggs had briefed her. The packages they were offering were generous—they would not budge from them. He was confident that any employment lawyer would tell the laid-off employees the same.
Lester jumped up, his bloodshot eyes blazing. She recognised his defiant expression. He was not about to be robbed of the last word.
"You know what, Camilla fucking Ferrar? I’ve heard for four years what an ice queen you can be and I’ve never really seen it. I thought you were pleasant and polite. Not too chatty, but that can be a good thing in a woman. But now I finally see what everyone else does…you’re a frigging witch!"
Nan Comargue is a romance and erotic romance writer who has been reading romance novels all her life. She prefers sexy confident heroes who win over slightly introverted heroines (read: nerdish types) but she writes about everything from angel-warriors to cowboy ménage.
Nan blogs about her writing journey and other interesting topics (zombies!) here but lately she tweets more than she blogs (and sometimes more than she writes).
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