Ophelia’s Grimoire: The Garden of Tartarus

Apart from Amber’s visit, things have been quiet.  Flyovers from the Scouts, however, have increased in frequency.  Luckily, we have been able to anticipate the arrival of the squadron.  The natural wildlife in the adjacent Rainforest, becomes dormant.  Scarlet Macaws, which are normally abundant seem to disappear.  Even the piercing shrills of the raucous Howler…

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Ophelia’s Grimoire: The Scouts

I sat out on the Costa Rican shoreline, eagerly awaiting the return of Roman.  My skin prickled as the protective wards told me that the perimeter of our property had been breached.  I knew it was my husband, for the aversion spells would keep any unwanted intruder, Demon or otherwise, away. At least I thought…

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Ophelia’s Grimoire: The Summer Solstice.

On the eve of the Summer Solstice, I once again find my thoughts and dreams going to a very dark place.  For this year, the Solstice coincides with June’s full moon, the Rose moon.  Because I no longer belong to a coven, I spend most of my Solstices alone.  Often going out to the beach…

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Ophelia’s Grimoire #2

With Roman at my side, we traveled down to the marketplace in our small, Costa Rican village  My husband had taken a small break from his Dark Fae duties, and used the time to go fishing, and as always, he was eager to share his abundant catch with our neighbors. The population in this part…

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Ophelia’s Blog

All has been quiet in the Realm since Elena’s return, yet I can’t help but shake the feeling that it’s all about to go south.  Since meeting the future queen of the Fae, my visions have returned at a furious pace. Witches, Vampires, and Wolves have haunted my dreams.  The only bright spot I’ve seen is…

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