I call on the fates to bring my love to me. As I will it, so mote it be…
Sarah Bell has sworn off love and men -- for now. Ever since she split from the man of her dreams, she’s convinced she won’t find the truly right guy. That is until he swoops back into her life as her knight in a shining Camaro. She never really gave up on reigniting the relationship with Kurt, but there’s one tiny problem. The love spell she’s cast -- Summon a Bad Boy -- isn’t just a lark. It’s real and she knows it because she’s the witch who created it. Kurt might have saved her, but will he be able to handle her secret -- that she’s a witch?
Kurt isn’t ready to throw in the towel with Sarah. He knows his heart and he’s just as stubborn as she can be. He won’t stop until he gets what he wants -- Sarah. Can the witch and the bad boy have the happy ever after they deserve? Anything’s possible with the right amount of magic.
Praise for Kurt (Summon a Bad Boy 5)
"They were once in a relationship until Sarah pushed him away. Now they have a chance to rekindle their feelings, but Sarah is withholding a secret from Kurt. Someone is out for Sarah and Kurt finally has her b ack in his life will he be able to keep her safe and will he stay when he learns about her secret. This intriguing story kept me glued to the pages!"
-- 4 Stars from Merry Jelks-Emmanuel, Amazon Review
"Sarah Bell split from Kurt and figures she won’t find the right man to love her. And then he comes back to her! But Sarah has a secret that might ruin their second chance. She had cast a love spell on him… but will he leave her once he knows she is a witch and how she won his heart? Or will they try to reach that HEA they both want?"
-- 4 Stars from Emily Pennington, Amazon Review
"This is an intense story that will torment your heart as Sarah struggle with going for what her heart wants to what she believes she should have."
-- 5 Stars from Casvec, Amazon Review
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Kurt (Summon a Bad Boy 5)
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Copyright ©2022 Megan Slayer
She tapped her phone and selected the first number in the list. Didn’t matter who she called as long as they could help her. “Hello?”
“Hello?” Fucking balls. She knew that voice. She’d called Kurt. Didn’t matter. Right now, she needed his help. “Hi. It’s me.”
“I know. What’s wrong?” Kurt asked.
“Can you pick me up?” She darted back into the bar to get away from Brady. “I’m being chased and harassed by Mr. Grabby Hands. I’m kinda scared.”
“I’ll be right there. You’re at One More Round?”
“Yes.” Shame filled her. This guy could be with his girl tonight, but he was about to bail her out.
Jack stepped into the bar and folded his arms.
Thank you, God.
Sarah rushed up to him. “I’m waiting on my ride, and I don’t feel safe. I’ve already been groped, and I want the hell out of here. May I wait with you?”
She trusted Jack. He might not say much and might look scary, but he could be a teddy bear. Her friend, Mandy, had managed to charm him into coming out of his shell, and they’d married two months ago.
Sarah couldn’t be happier for them or for his presence.
“Brady?” Jack asked. “Did he grope you?”
“He’s the one.” She trembled. She hated being scared. “Thanks.”
“He’s annoyed two women tonight and now you. I’ll have to send him packing,” Jack said.
“After I go.”
“I’m on it.” Jack spoke into his radio.
Sarah rubbed her bare arms. She had to make a change. Hanging out at the bar and trying to find someone to love this way wasn’t working. She’d been in jams before, but she’d never been alone.
She couldn’t do this. Maybe she needed to find an app and get a date. Or just use the love spell on herself. It’d worked for her friends. They’d all found their partners that way.
It could work for her.
But she didn’t want just anyone.
Kurt rushed into the bar. “Sarah?” He nodded to Jack. “Hey, buddy. Thanks.”
“Welcome.” Jack nodded. “Have a good night.”
“We will.” Kurt escorted her out of the bar. Once they were on the way to his vehicle, he spoke. “What happened?”
“I came here for a night out, and I thought I was safe, but I wasn’t.” She settled on the passenger seat. She didn’t recognize this car. He’d had a Challenger when they’d been together. Not a Camaro. “When did you get this?”
“A couple months ago. I got a good deal on the Challenger.” He locked the doors and drove away. “Sarah.”
“What? I went out and someone made a move.” No, the bastard had assaulted her. “It sucked, and he threatened me twice.” She tucked into herself. “I’m sorry.”
She knew that tone, and she hated being patronized. “I messed up.”
“You should’ve gone out with a friend.”
“Who? My friends are all successfully paired up and happy after casting the spell. I’m the last one, and I can’t go out with them when they’re busy with their respective guys.”
“You don’t have any other friends? Come on.” Kurt stopped in the shopping center parking lot. “What’s going on? Huh?”
“I got attacked, and I needed help.”
“Which is why I’m glad you called me.” He parked the car under one of the lights. “You turned to me for help, which I’m glad because I’d like to rip that jerk who attacked you limb from limb.”
“Me, too.” She wished she’d have reported everything to Jack.
“Why call me? I’m not upset. I’m glad you did.”
“You were the first number in my phone.”
“You hate my guts.”
“You moved on.” Tears blurred her vision. “I’m sorry.” God, she was crying.
“Stop apologizing. You moved on, too.” He tugged her across the console and held her on his lap. “I’m sorry he did that. No one should attack anyone else, and that bastard had no business touching you. Doesn’t matter why or how you were there. He had no right to put his hands on you or threaten you.”
She sobbed and couldn’t find her words. Her life was a mess, she’d done something foolish and now turned to her ex for help. God, she needed to sort herself out, but the way he held her helped. He made her feel safe.
Kurt said nothing and instead held her. He petted her hair. He soothed her with his touch and presence. Kurt knew her better than anyone.
He’d been there when everyone else left.