Magic and Mayhem: Witchin' Impossible (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Hazed & Confused Mysteries Book 1) by Renee George Page A

heard him over the hullabaloo of chaos magic. He let go of my hand and turned into a giant grizzly bear. He roared at the raccoon Shifter and his psycho witch girlfriend, the sound vibrating the air.
    “We have to cut the binds that tie Adele to the tree,” my dad yelled, as the freight train of the witch’s magic grew louder.
    “How? It’s not like we can see them?”
    “Can’t we?” he asked.
    As a famous real estate tycoon once said, it was all about location, location, location. I focused my power at Adele.
    “ Ties that bind this tree to thee.
    Reveal yourself so all can see.
    The ties that bind, so mote it be .”
    A long glowing tether wrapped slithering around the tree’s roots flowed out across the room and speared straight through Robert Townsend’s chest, out his back, and into the flames consuming Adele. She gathered another large ball of nuclear flames in her arms. A vision of all of us ending up like Nichols made me shudder.
    “Whatever you have planned, Dad, you better do it quick!”
    Dad wiggled his fingers:
    “ Tree of Blood, Witch of Lies.
    Slice away your mortal ties.
    Earth. Water. Fire. Air.
    Sever bonds to this earthly lair .”
    The flames around Adele spiked. Robert Townsend tried to run, but Ford the Bear leaped the distance smashing him down with his massive paws. Next, he tore off Townsend’s head, and the raton was no more. Unfortunately, that still left Adele, and her power seemed to be going atomic bomb dangerous.
    “Ford! Run!” The bear took one look at the witch as her flames went supernova and barreled his way toward me. I turned to my dad. “Uh, I think you maybe made it worse!”
    “It should have worked.”
    Ford, a massive man again, only naked now, took me in his arms and kissed me. A last act of love before dying. Hubba.
    A sonic BOOM shook the entire building, and I looked up in time to get hit in the shoulder with a piece of charred meat. “Ew!”
    The silence following the boom was deafening. My dad picked up Lily and carried her over the battlefield of body parts. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been proud to be his daughter. My eyes misted.
    Ford brushed a stray swatch of skull and hair from my back.
    “So gross,” I said.
    “It really is.” His blue eyes alighted around the room. “I’ve seen it before with guys like Townsend.”
    “What?”
    “Small mammal syndrome.”
    I grinned. “You did not just go there.”
    He laughed, and it made me feel good to my toes.
    “Proud to be my mate, huh?” I covered his freed willy with my torso.
    “Don’t make me take it back.” He lifted me into his arms. “You have a decision to make.”
    “Don’t forget about me!” Tizzy scaled his leg and settled into my lap. “Nothing like bear-to-door service.”
    “Not so fast.” The voice froze us all in place. Standing in the middle of the mess, in a black tutu and a bullet bra corset, her blonde hair twelve inches high and full of ribbons was none other than Baba Yaga.
    “Hello, Baba Yaga,” my dad said with reverence.
    “You missed all the fireworks,” I said kinda pissed that she hadn’t shown up sooner.
    She rolled her eyes so far back they turned white. “You’re a riot.” She curled her sequined gloved fist on her hip. “Is this Adele Adams?” She pointed at barbecued body parts.
    I shrugged. “Some of it.” The pile of goo near the door was my biggest regret. “Too bad about Chief Nichols. I would have bet my savings he was one of the bad guys. Color me surprised.”
    “He was a dick,” Ford said. “But you’re right. He wasn’t evil. Just incompetent.”
    “Agreed,” my dad said. “Are you satisfied now, Baba Yaga?”
    “You’ve done well, Kent. I will allow that the death of your wife was an accident of her own making.” She straightened her bullet bra and glanced around at the meat explosion. “Adele has always been a jealous witch. Even as a child, I knew she’d be trouble.” She puffed up a breath of air that