A Bit of Hocus Pocus (Holidaze in Salem #1) Read Online Kelly Elliott

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Magic, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Holidaze in Salem Series by Kelly Elliott
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Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
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The feel of soft, warm lips on my body caused me to roll over and smile the moment I saw Hollie kneeling on my bed with a cup of coffee in her hand.

“Good morning, sleeping beauty,” she purred before leaning down and giving me a quick kiss on the lips before moving back so I could sit up.

I scrubbed my hand down my face and yawned. “What time is it?”

“It’s six-thirty. I think you forgot to set your alarm.”

Taking the coffee, I took a drink and sighed. “Thank God you’re up at the crack of dawn every day. I’ve got a meeting this morning.”

Giving me a wink, Hollie said, “You’re welcome. I’ve already gone for a short run on your treadmill and showered. Want me to make you a smoothie while you hop in the shower?”

“That would be amazing. I’ll take this with me.”

She giggled and headed out of my bedroom.

After showering and putting a suit on, since the meeting was with city officials, I made my way to the kitchen. I had heard the blender going a little bit ago, but now, the house was silent. Hollie wasn’t in the kitchen, and when I called out, she didn’t answer.

The smoothie was in the freezer, and when I glanced out the back window, I saw Hollie standing out there, staring into the backyard.

“Hey,” I said as I stepped out onto my back patio. “It’s freezing out here.”

Hollie turned and had tears in her eyes. My entire world nearly dropped out from under me. I rushed over to her. “What’s wrong?”

She slowly shook her head, opened her mouth to speak, then shut it.

“Hollie, baby, talk to me.”

When her eyes lifted to mine, I saw something I never wanted to see there. Pain.

“What’s wrong?”

Without saying a word, Hollie handed me her phone. A part of me told me not to take it. To not even look at what it was she wanted me to see.

“Wendy sent me a little gift.”

When I hit play on the video, my knees nearly buckled out from under me. Looking back at Hollie, I wanted to throw the phone when I saw the tears streaming down her face.

The only thing I could say came out in a voice that didn’t even sound like my own. It was filled with regret and shame.

“Hollie,” I whispered as she pushed past me and fled.

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