
Mystical (Mystical, #1) by Michael Weekly
Age Group: New Adult
Genre: Fantasy
Release Date: December 8, 2015
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Book Description:
When Eliza Rose found out she was a witch, she thought she’d be casting spells…
However, it turns out Eliza is on her way to becoming a mystical assassin. But first she has to start college with her best friend Dawn Roberts and her feline familiar Jared. If you think college is stressful, try finding your best friend being seduced—nearly to death—by a venomous fairy. Something is horribly wrong, and Eliza must find out what it is.
Knowing who’s who in the Mystical world can be a burden—or save her life…
Murderous mermaids, seductive fairies, and manipulative elves are terrifying enough, but pure witches can become corrupt…and they’re the most dangerous creatures of all. Eliza struggles to discover the source of this chaos, but is repeatedly attacked—and saved by a shadowy figure. On a very personal note, Eliza must learn whether corruption is beginning to claim her mother.
Her strongest ally might be handsome, enigmatic Donovan—but he is hiding a shocking secret…
Donovan wants nothing to do with his old gang—not after the things they’d made him do. But when he meets Eliza, he’s both frustrated by her amateur skills and impressed by her emerging strength, and he feels compelled to help her grow into the assassin she’s meant to be.
Every answer has a price, and there are beings born to corrupt the pure.
Eliza fights to master her skills before it’s too late, while Donovan must determine whether Eliza can be saved…or if she must die to keep her out of the hands of those who would use her powers to reign over all of Mystical.
I look at the guy leaning against the vehicle. He’s wearing flip flops. His tanned complexion gleams against the warm sun’s rays. He’s wearing light, blue washed shorts with fashionable rips.
His jaws are clenched, his body hard. He’s shirtless…very shirtless. Air trickles out of my mouth as I exhale in awe. My heart beat slows down and the light, warm wind moves the tiny hairs on my skin.
The gravel beneath him crunches and rumbles as he slowly walks toward me. He smirks at me. His chocolate eyes are mouthwatering.
I feel a presence around us as the air between our bodies stiffened. Hollister cologne slithers up into my nostrils. My nose flares as he touches me underneath my chin with the tip of his thumb. He leans over me and whispers into my ear.











