War Of Witches All her life Carly had a secret gift, one she was afraid to accept and embrace. Living a normal life, she raised four kids all by herself, doing her best to give them everything they needed. Then, she met Brett, the man of her dreams. He was steady, dependable, and willing to take on the burden of her children. Life was perfect for nine years. Or was it? As a witch of light, she had to come to terms with her secret and learn to control it if she wished to reclaim the heart of her soul mate, Brett. Suddenly Brett was gone, spellbound and seduced by a malicious, envious dark witch. Heartbroken, Carly sought solace with her friends and family in hopes of forgetting the pain. Slowly, she began to meet with Brett in her dreams, vivid and real as her own powers are revealed. She was drawn into the fight of her life to regain her love, but to do so, she had to embrace the power that had been inside her all along. Joined by members of her coven (group of witches) and her own daughters, all of whom were witches, she fought the dark witch with every ounce of strength inside her and with the unyielding power of love. There can only be one victor in the War of Two Witches. An enthralling paranormal fantasy by K.A. Black Contains adult content that is not suitable for children under 18. Favorite excerpts: "I flushed with the memory of our intimacy and the heat our love making created. Sweet memories of him between my thighs, licking the moist folds between my legs, looking me straight in the eyes, declaring his everlasting love while at the same time bringing me to a brain melting bone-crushing orgasm was all I could think of." I knew that sleep would evade me, but I tried. The dreams came again. The heat was so intense with steaming sex. He kissed me from my head to my toes and everything in between. The lovemaking was no longer of a memory but presently happening. "How?" I asked as I awoke. "How is this possible? Is this also magic? Are we, Brett and I and our love, magic?" Part of the coven had arrived by 9 am that morning. We discussed strategy and then proceeded with my training. Samantha, a member of our coven, was an amazing spell caster and decided that she was fine with sharing her spells with me. I was thankful for her sacrifice, as a witch's spells are very personal and no one else can use another witch's spells without their consent. Samantha was a very petite female with black hair and a sparkle in her very bright, almost Sapphire blue eyes. "I am not afraid, Carly," Jena replied. "Be sure you know the difference. This is pride. My magic is powerful and yet it fails me. The coven is ready and willing no matter the results. We are a proud coven and will not allow one of our own to suffer at the hands of any dark ones." Jena smiled and added, reassuringly, "No worries. We will figure it out today. For now, let's make some breakfast for our company. "Look, Carly," Jena said sympathetically. "I understand that you're in pain. I really do. But you need to concentrate on this war. He loves you and you need to believe in that. You are doing yourself no good in questioning him. He has come to you and will come again. Believe in your love and its power, for without it you have nothing. The war is coming and you will need to be a hundred percent there for it." Please leave a review as they are necessary to get the word out for all Indy authors. Thank you for taking the time to read my book. If you like this book look for my next. God Sent Coming Soon. A Paranormal fantasy.