In Africa, magic is everywhere, born from her black heart it lingers in the shadows, hiding her ancient children from the light. When Marula's sister causes a scandal, darkness threatens to overwhelm her, as she becomes the center of a vicious gossip storm, that consumes the small bushveld town of Timbavari, South Africa. While searching for an outlet for her anger and frustration, she stumbles across a dusty memoir with recipes and instructions for exacting revenge. At first she thinks it's just a bit of harmless fun, that the things in the book can't be real. But she soon realizes, she has gotten herself into a whole new world of trouble, as an ancient witch hunting clan, believes her to be dealing in blood magic. Her family's dark secret starts unraveling, threatening to consume her as she struggles to come to grips with all the lies and betrayal.
Part one of the South African Witch Tale's
** This story contains somewhat colorful language in places, and some gory blood encrusted scenes, so as to stay as true the nature of South African people and the beasts within. Please feel free to give me some feedback ;o) its always good to know if the story is entertaining, though there might be some typo's here and there, which I fix as soon I spot them!