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Tales of Aradia The Last Witch Volume 3
Book: Tales of Aradia The Last Witch Volume 3 Read Online Free
Author: L.A. Jones
Tags: Witches, supernatural, teen, salem, witch, aradia
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said,
"I have to say that this is the happiest I have ever seen
her."
    Aradia stopped, and looked
over to Marietta.
    "What do you mean?" Aradia
asked.
    Marietta shrugged again.
"Before we came here we stayed with two other foster homes. The
people there were either mean or didn't have a clue, and kept
treating us like we were babies who were too stupid to know any
better."
    Marietta pouted. "And when
we lived with our parents..."
    She shuddered at the
memory.
    Aradia said nothing.
Instead, she crouched down to look Marietta in the eye.
    "And us? How do we treat
you?"
    Marietta sighed and said,
"Like we're...normal."
    Aradia smiled until Marietta
added, "But they all did in the beginning. It's only after a while
that things change."
    "Yeah well," Aradia said
straightening up, "We will try hard not to disappoint
you."
    Marietta raised an eyebrow
before pointing out, "Melina won't make it easy you know. She says
the only way to see if a person is the real deal is to give them
hell that's when they show what they are really about!"
    Aradia shrugged and said,
"Well I hate to break it to both you and your sister
but..."
    She trailed off as she
turned to look at herself in the mirror.
    "Me and my family have dealt
with much more difficult things," Aradia finished as she ran her
fingers through her hair.
    Marietta laughed and asked,
"Are you sure?"
    Aradia thought back to
everything she had experienced since she had moved to Salem. She
thought about defeating Derek, finding out about being the last of
her kind, being kidnapped by Henry McAlester, and now being faced
with the ultimatum of choosing a consort or igniting a
war.
    "Yeah," Aradia said smiling,
"I'm sure."
    "Now..." She said while
turning to face Marietta. "What do you think of this
top?"

 
Chapter Four

    Aradia expected that by
eight p.m, the club would be jumping, and she was not disappointed.
The moment she walked down the staircase and into the club, she saw
dozens of people, both hidden and human, dancing, or chattering
lively. The different colored show lights were flashing all around
the ceiling, and the smoke machines were puffing small amounts of
grey smoke on to the floor. The bubble machines were floating
various ultraviolet see-through soapy spheres above the moving
crowds, and Only Girl in the World by Rihanna blared through the
speakers. Everrett was smiling as he spun his turntables on the
stage. Al and D had laid out food along the bar as Calvin was
serving drinks, and cussing out people who tried to hurry him. This
prompted Aradia to check out exactly what he was serving. She
pushed, and shoved through the dancing crowd. Occasionally, she
paused to answer the various greetings from the
partygoers.
    "Hey Aradia, great
party!"
    "Hey Aradia, looking
good!"
    "Hey Aradia, want to
dance?"
    It was after refusing that
last offer when she finally reached the bar. "Hey Calvin, what's
up?"
    Calvin growled as he turned
around to see her.
    "What?" he
barked.
    Aradia ignored his usual
rudeness and continued with her question, "What are you
serving?"
    Calvin snorted and asked
with his voice dripping with sarcasm, "Why don't you come back here
and see for yourself?"
    "Okay," Aradia said with a
shrug.
    She then hoisted herself
onto the bar, flipped her legs around, and slipped down to stand
right next to Calvin who was gaping at her.
    "Okay now," Aradia said
clapping and rubbing her hands together. "Let's see what we got
here!"
    She then pushed Calvin out
of the way and bent over to inspect the drinks, but not before
adding, "By the way Calvin, if you even think about staring or
pinching my ass while I am down here then I will have no choice but
to bitch-slap you silly."
    Calvin stiffened with
indignation, and turned away. Aradia chuckled as she checked
through the various assortment of drinks located in a fridge under
the bar, making sure there was no alcohol. Thankfully, there was
none so Aradia stood back up. She then spotted Rhonda, and the
others waiting for
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