Scholomance 9, Logan Jacobs [best books for 8th graders TXT] 📗

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Chapter 1

Wake up, Cole, a familiar voice whispered in my head. She’s drawing nearer.

I roused myself awake and instantly knew without a doubt that the voice belonged to the woman from my dreams, but for some reason she remained as silent as the grave when I tried to speak back to her.

So, instead of trying uselessly over and over again, I gently pulled off the covers and padded naked and barefoot toward the window while my women slept and dreamt of dark, demonic, and beautiful things. The floor was freezing cold, and there was an icy draft wafting through the bedroom, but it didn’t bother me. I could have returned to the bed, where my naked coven kept each other warm, but I knew in my heart I had to wake up because something unusual was drawing me to the window. It was a powerful urge, and one I could not ignore.

I gazed out of the frost-covered window and gazed at the blood orange horizon and the lake of red fire. I stood there and marveled at the contrasting beauty of this holy realm, and I wondered where or how we’d be able to locate the next artifact, but deep in my bones, I knew there had to be a way. We’d already come so far, and there was no way in hell I’d ever give up now or doubt myself or my women. We were growing more powerful each day, and I knew the elder goddess Samara was aware of this as well.

She was certainly afraid of us, even if she’d never admit to it.

A small smile crept across my face as I thought about her waning powers and undeniable beauty. I knew once we found the last artifact, she would be mine, and I couldn’t wait to see the submission in her ocean-colored eyes once I had her down on her knees bowing before me.

I continued to stand there gazing upon the northern realm of fire and ice, but I noticed something was dangerously different. At first, I couldn’t tell what it was. Then I suddenly sensed an abhorrent and holy manifestation surround me, and the unwelcome sanctity penetrated my entire body and soul. It made me gasp for air, and my head spun like a tumultuous spell, but then I felt her presence like a holy ghost.

I could feel Samara like she was standing right next to me, but this time, it felt like I was invading her mind, rather than the other way around.

“Hello, Samara,” I said aloud in a taunting voice. “I can feel your mind… and I’d ask how you are, but I already know the answer. I can feel your rage like a brewing sea storm, and it’s overcoming your entire soul.”

Goddamn you, Cole, the elder goddess snapped in her stern but sultry voice. You think you’re so fucking clever, don’t you? But you only have the two artifacts… I doubt you’ll be able to retrieve the third. I’ve kept it in a place where no Wicca has ever set foot. You will surely die before you come close to it. I guarantee it.

“Oh, we’ll see about that,” I whispered so I wouldn’t wake up the women. “But guess what? I can feel your power growing weaker… you’re like a flower, slowly dying in the winter as the frost eats away at your petals and kills your life force. You’re slowly fading from the light, and you know it.”

You don’t know what you’re talking about, she said, but there was a quiver in her voice, and I knew she didn’t even believe her own words. You will die by my hand. Just wait and see.

“Samara,” I purred. “We both know that’s not true. I’ll find the third artifact, and then you’ll be completely vulnerable to me… it’s only a matter of time.”

So you say, she uttered in a venomous tone in my head. Just because you’ve found a way to enter my mind doesn’t mean you’re more powerful than me. I have the magic of the holy elder lord and elder angels by my side… you and your heathens will never overcome my people or me.

“I don’t think you truly believe that,” I replied, and I could feel her anger growing and surging through her veins as if it were my own. “I think you’re absolutely petrified. You know I’m only getting closer and closer, and I can hear the fear in your voice.”

Your words mean nothing to me, she growled in my head, and as I continued to stare upon the lake of fire, I thought I could see the water bubbling like molten lava, like her anger was affecting the elements. Cole, I will see the end of you soon enough.

“If my words are meaningless,” I said, “then why do you continue to talk to me? You try to persuade me that I’m wrong and repeat the same bullshit over and over again. If you’re so powerful, then just push me out of your head. Go on… do it.”

Goddamn you, she seethed. I can do whatever I please, and you will see what I mean soon enough.

“Sure,” I deeply chuckled. “Well, I’m sure we’ll talk again soon, now that I can sense you whenever I please. Goodbye, for now,