Novels by Boss Kelly

Excitement pumped through Sam’s body as the dreadlocked voodooist embraced his new look.“You will be given five trials to ensure that you are worthy of being on with our tribe.” Benjermin said.“Wait, I thought I already joined you guys. Sam asked.Allow me to rephrase that. Yes, you’re been accepted to our tribe but these trials will test you to see of your worthy of being our champion and defeating cypress’s voodooist.”“We’ve face threats by cypress before like were panther who attacked your uncle. Onika added. But since we’ve never been able to find out who this rogue voodooist is, we need to make sure everyone in our tribe can face them.Since you’re the Spi boy, that means you have to be on pare the most.” Nelson added.“Guess I’ll be doing your first trial.” One of the mask voodooist with long dread locks cutting off at his shoulders walks up and removes his mask. My name is Bernard Moonhouse but most of the tribe call me Beinge.”“Nice to meet you Beinge.” Sam replied.“Being

News of his mother’s escape made Sam's stomach turn on its side." How did my mom brake out? "“I don’t know but I plan to find out.”“I’m coming with you.”“Like hell you are.”“Uncle Chris, come on. You’re too much in a bad shape to go on your own.”“Actually, I can help with that.” Onika said. ” Ondoa majeraha kwenye mwili wake, "Chris’s body become coated with pink spiritual constructs healing his body in seconds.“You got to teach me how to do that.” Sam smiled at her.Can’t believe I’m saving this but your right. Chris said. I believe its time you and your coven teach Sam how to properly use voodoo.”“Seriously?”This attack proves that more and more threats will come after you. As much as I hate to admit it, I can’t protect you from everything.”“I can take Sam to the coven to properly train for the next threat.” Onika added. If you like, I can teleport you to the ward, sheriff.”“I usually feel uneasy with those type of spells but in this case, I’ll make an exception.”“Rig

During Stevie’s visit to his estranged father, Sam learns the terrifying conduction between him and the golden watch now reduced to pieces.“What’s the story with that watch?” Sam asked.“That watch once belonged to your other grandfather, Donald Styng.”“The serial killer Voodooist?”“Yes,” Benjermin said. “That watch was enchanted by cypress to act as a talisman for the final battle of the thrown.”“What thrown?”“The thrown of the voodoo king.” Nelson answered.“Every four centuries, the thrown of the voodon shifts out of balance with the mortal plane.”“You ever heard of Parabola?” Onika said, to Sam.“Yeah,” Sam replied. “Some made up paradise for Halloween characters. My uncle used to tell me it was just a myth.”“The myth is real Samuel.” Benjermin said.” Parabola is a separate dimmers on home for folklore.”“Folklore?”“It’s a general term for supernatural creatures including spell casters.” Onika added.“Parabola was forged to contain the most lethal supernatural entities so

Meanwhile, Sam and the others put Ramon to rest as they discuss their next step.“My spell will cause Ramon to stay a sleep for 30 more minutes.” Onika said. “When he wakes up, he won’t remember a thing.”“What’s the plan to stop whatever is killing people from doing it again?” Sam said.“I’d thought it be obvious Sammy. You’ll need to train to claim the throne of voodon.”“Wait just a minute. I know this is an ancient tradition, and all but you’re not getting my nephew killed, young lady.”“If Sam doesn’t join the coven, he’s as good as dead along with the rest of us.”“Why does it have to be me again?”“You’re a descendent from both the Ethol and Sting tribe. Your blood is the only kind that could banish Cypress if he’s freed.”“This is why I forbid Sam from using voodoo.” Chris said as he banged his fist on the wall.“That still doesn’t make sense of why I was able to use voodoo on my mom.” Sam said. “Usally, a voodooist has to eat the thrane of voodon.”“Wait just a minute. I know

Heat flustered the pleasant vibes that filled the air as the two cousin’s stood ready to attack.“I’ve been practicing voodoo for years.” Nelson said. You don’t stand a chance.”“Try me, Jerk.”“Both of you, stop” Onika yelled.“Swahli: Forge a shell of pure energy” Nelson chanted.A massive dome conjured within the flames, trapping Sam and Nelson inside.“There, the priestess can’t save you now.” Nelson smirked.“Bring it on” Sam replied.“Swahli: I summon a cascade of skulls.”Several black spots farmed in the air as green flaming skills rocketed toward Sam. Sam clapped his hands together and began his own chant:“Swahli: Generating spiraling blades of iron.”A gust of silver wind formed around Sam as multiple blades generated out of thin air, slashing against the skulls as they connected.“You’re not the only one who’s been studying voodoo in secret.”“Let’s see what you got.” Nelson said as he folded his hands against each other.Out of his palms came a silver and brown wooden sta

Sam’s emotions fell into a flux of turbulence after hearing of his heritage." Wait a minute, grandpa and granny died when I was twelve.”“Those were my parents but not LaToya’s.” “She was adopted?” Sam asked.“My parents took her in when she was seven. I was only thirteen when the Styngs killed each other and left LaToya an orphan.”“Why did they kill each other?”“No one knows. But the Styngs left behind a history of murdering innocent people to gain more power from the vodon. My father was the sheriff during that period of time. He tried to prove that the Styngs were using voodoo to commit murder but he could never catch them.“How did they keep getting away?”“The Styngs had a small group of followers in the city who worked in secret for them in exchange for whatever their hearts desired.” Onika said.“How do you know that?” Sam asked.“My mom told me about my granddaddy being Donald’s apprentice during the 50’s. Back then, a black man was an easy target for racist white men to l