Meet the SpellCasters

It’s time for an introduction!

In my newest book, SpellCast from Darkness (coming 2022), there will be multiple villains! These are the SpellCasters – a group of elemental, supernatural beings that possess abilities far beyond the ones held by the vampires. Read more about them below!

I was greeted first by a tall East Indian man. His thin, wiry frame was garbed in loose gray linens. His salt and pepper chin-length hair was windswept, yet his face was youthful and strong, his nose large and his lips thin. His eyes were a stormy violet, the color of a darkened sky after lightning strikes.

“Cecelia Moore?” He bent his head in my direction. “Are you she?” When this man spoke, his tone was disarming: calm, smooth, a hint of British aristocracy lingering in the air. I immediately wanted to smile in response to his polite query.

With this smooth-talking man were three women, all of varying appearance that lent them each the most fantastic beauty. The first one was tall, lithe, and sinewy, her frame dressed in worn brown leather and rugged biker boots. Red was her color, from her fiery, stick-straight bobbed hair to her painted fingernails and pouty cherry lips. Her face was angular, stunning, with heavy black eyeshadow that made her blue eyes pierce my soul. She narrowed her eyes at me, and I felt immediate misgivings.

Next to her stood a mermaid on land. Silken, wavy, pale blonde tresses hung down to graze her backside. She was pale, her heart-shaped face painted in pale blues and purples with wide, round eyes a frosty green like frozen seafoam. Her siren dress was silver and shimmery, bearing glints of purple, barely skimming her frame and hugging each curve. Her snow-white feet were bare. I was reminded of a faerie of the coastal waters, but I knew she was cold and biting.

The final woman was an earthy goddess: rich, velvet mahogany skin, bright golden eyes, long black hair that hung in spiral curls down to her mid-back. She was voluptuous and womanly, her green and gold silk robes were cinched tightly at her tiny waist, accentuating her hourglass shape. Her round face bore smooth skin and delicate gold piercings in her septum, nostrils, and eyebrows. Despite her warm appearance, I felt terrorized by her gaze, her aureate eyes seeming to burn deep into my core. This goddess was truly a demoness in disguise.

Published by Shanna Robillard

Wife to a northern man, mother to a four-legged beastie, and a lover of crystals and gems, vampires, fantasy, and creating stories!

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