The Teen Wytche Saga by Ariella Moon
Think magic will solve your problems?
Bring you love? Cure you? Protect you? Help you find someone who is lost?
Think again.
Magic tests friendships. It hisses, chirps, stinks up the room, backfires, and explodes. Magic forces you to make tough decisions. Shatter limitations. Discover your true self. When you use magic, expect results in the ultimate triple-un—unpredictable, uncontrollable, and so undeniable.
And you thought navigating high school was tough.
Praise for the Teen Wytche Saga
Spell Check
“Ms. Moon has crafted a spellbinding story. I was entranced within the first chapter,”
Tifferz, 5-star Amazon Review
“Spellcheck is a delightful teen romance about best friends, magic, and bad decisions.”
Romancewriter, 5-Star Amazon Review
“A great read that kept me captive, I couldn't stop reading! Ariella Moon has created a piece of art! I can't wait for the next book!”
Jennifer Badgett, 5-Star Amazon Review
Spell Struck "A fantastic YA paranormal read, reminiscent of the film "Practical Magic"! Spell Struck combines quirky but fun teen characters dealing with new schools, romance, and family problems, with magic, and more serious topics like suicide and kidnapping." Sarah E. Bradley, InD’Tale Magazine 5 Stars, Crowned Heart for Excellence “The Teen Wytche Saga is a gripping series of books that combine otherworldly magick with the everyday struggles of growing up a teenager in America… Unexpected plot twists at every turn of the page grab you and hold on from start to finish.” Karyn Pickles, 5 Star Amazon Review “I loved Spell Struck even more than I loved Spell Check!” Freddie, 5-Star Amazon Review
Spell Fire
“This book looked fun and magical from the start … I really want to go back and get the first and second book now and read the series from the beginning. Ariella has made me fall in love with the characters in the middle of the story. I also can not wait for the fourth installment.”
Becca Wilson, 5-Star Amazon Review
“Great cast of characters, diverse protagonist, fast-paced action and romance, and a touch of different types of regional magic all tied into a fantastic read. I would highly recommend these to any woman (no matter the age) looking for an uplifting paranormal romance!”
Freddie, 5-Star Amazon Review
“I loved it!!! Absolutely loved it!!!...
“Overall a great book and an awesome series... I would definitely recommend this book to all the fantasy and YA lovers and hope that you guys will love it as I did.”
CUTEsatarupa, 5-Star Amazon Review
Author Ariella Moon
Ariella Moon is the author of the Teen Wytche Saga, a sweet Young Adult paranormal series. Ariella writes about magic, friendship, high school, secrets, and love in Spell Check, Spell Struck, and Spell Fire from Astraea Press.
Ariella spent her childhood searching for a magical wardrobe that would transport her to Narnia. Extreme math anxiety, and taller students who mistook her for a leaning post, marred her youth. Despite these horrors, she graduated summa cum laude from the University of California at Davis. Ariella is a Reiki Master, author, and shaman. She lives a nearly normal life with her extraordinary daughter, two shamelessly spoiled dogs, and an enormous dragon.
Excerpt From Spell Check, Book #1 The Teen
Wytche Saga
About ten minutes into class, while Mr. Esenberg wrote on the board, I
heard Jordan slide his feet under my desk. My breath wedged in my throat as the
tips of his size nine high-performance sneakers nudged the heels of my shoes.
Could the girl in front of me hear my heart thudding? Should I move my feet
forward?
My feet tingled and refused to move. A blush blazed across my cheeks. I
struggled to pay attention to Mr. Esenberg without making eye contact. Forty
minutes passed, the bell blared, and I had no idea what had transpired. Hopefully, my notes
will make sense. I think I took notes.
Jordan slid his feet back and thudded his book closed. We both bent down
and reached for our backpacks. His leaned against mine. Our hands brushed and
our heads were so close I could smell his herbal shampoo.
Students walked past us. I’m sure some of them were talking to each other
or flipping open their cell phones. But it all faded away along with the smell
of chalk, highlighters, and sweat. Everything receded except the warmth of
Jordan’s skin, his cinnamon gum-scented breath, and the heart-stopping rush
sprinting up my arm.
“Evie?”
We jerked apart. Seeing Parvani in the doorway looking hurt and shocked
snapped my senses into hyper focus. Conversations sounded extra loud. Colors
seemed too bright. It felt like a movie had started, full blast, in a hushed
theater.
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