Find the missing player and win.
The game resets.
They all forget and start the game again.
Seventeen-year-old Starr Hughes hasn’t believed in magic since the day her mother died. As an aspiring reporter, the only thing she cares about is cold, hard facts. So when she hears the popular kids at school (the It-Squad) are about to start a secret game, she wants every detail, especially since she has a major crush on gorgeous Dylan Winchester. Hiding under the headmaster’s desk, planting bugs, and breaking into a classmate’s home are all on her to-do list. With her boy-crazy best friend Lily at her side, Starr discovers that witches are not only real, but they also need her help. Someone is using the game to steal their memories, their powers, and perhaps even their lives.
Excerpt #2 for Witch Hunt:
Binoculars up, Starr stared at the colorful glass balls. They were crystal blue at first, but they changed to burnished gold. Unlike any marbles she’d seen, they glowed with an eerie light. Words slowly appeared in tiny, burning letters. Fox… Hound… Hound.
Dylan had the one labeled fox.
The word flickered, and just for a second, Starr could have sworn it had something else written on it. Witch.
Bex laughed and pointed a finger at him. “It’s you! Ha-ha.”
Ryder wound an arm around Dylan’s neck and said, “Bloody good news for me. I got this thing in the bag.”
“Why are you so sure you can win?” Bex asked with raised eyebrows. “What do you know that I don’t?”
“Simple. Dylan and I are like brothers. I’m closer to him than you are, and I don’t care how strong the spell is, I won’t forget him. I’m going to win this game on the first day.”
Dylan grinned. “No way are you going to catch me. I have the greatest cover story in history right up here.” He tapped a finger against his forehead. “I’m going to smoke you both.”
Outside, Starr and Lily exchanged confused looks. Spell? What did that mean? Was it another label they were using in the game like fox and hound? And what story was he talking about?
They returned the marbles to the pouch. Dylan wore a grim expression. He tossed the pouch to the floor while Ryder dug in his pocket for something else. The boy with the Australian accent scrunched up his face as if his jeans were too tight to allow room for his fingers. He rolled his eyes and grunted. A slow smile spread across his face as he pulled his hand back out.
“We’ll officially start the game tomorrow at midnight,” Ryder said.
Starr stared through the binoculars, desperate to see what Ryder had now. He opened his hand, palm flat. Three silver rings rested against his skin. Bex and Dylan each took one. They all three simultaneously slid the rings onto their middle fingers. Ryder gestured for Dylan to go first.
Dylan lifted his hand in a careless gesture. When he spoke it was like he was reading a script in monotone. “I am the fox, and I willingly give up my powers starting tomorrow night.”
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