Witches be Bitches – in my new serialized story, Potion. This fairy tale inspired, urban fantasy is only available on Kindle Vella. 20 episodes are now available (the first 3 are free). Clicky right here to Read POTION Now
Lucas and Melrose survived their not-so-fairy-tale childhood and are now trying to live a normal life. But the teens’ dark past is summoned after three new girls arrive at their high school with a wicked agenda. Soon the siblings are lured back into the world of magic where evil witches can distort reality. They must uncover the deception before all the ingredients for a deadly potion are gathered. Or this time, there may be no escape.
Jake had never talked to Mr. King but had heard his thoughts about purchasing the diamond and blood-red ruby necklace for his wife. Jake had followed him to restaurants, golf courses, and parties, patiently waiting until King’s mind revealed all the details, down to the code on the safe.
He pulled the ski-mask off before punching in the numbers. Opening the safe without incident, he reached in and brought out his prize. He didn’t stop to examine it—plenty of time for that later—but stuck it in his pocket, ready for his quick exit. He stopped again to listen and to make sure all was clear.
“Now that wasn’t very nice,” a female voice said.
Startled to a slight stumble, he twisted around to see who had caught him. The silhouette of a woman sitting at a small table, her arms and long legs crossed, came into focus.
Why didn’t I hear her?
Her voice moved gently: “That’s my necklace.”
Shit. Mrs. King. “This isn’t what it looks like,” he said, buying some time as he weighed his options; running seemed a very good choice at the moment. She might scream, but he already had the loot in his pocket. By the time Mr. King got his wits about him, he would be long gone.
Her thoughts finally sounded in his head: I wish he were here to pinch more than that ruby.
Well, there it was. It wouldn’t be the first time to use his pretty-boy looks to get out of a situation.
But when she stood up—the moonlight shining full-force on her smart face—he doubted she was the type of woman who could easily be swayed by his devilish charms. She reminded him of an elegant movie star from the 1940s like Ingrid Bergman or Lauren Bacall.
She languidly walked over to him, her heels softly echoing on the wood floor. “May I have my necklace back?” She extended her hand gracefully.
He took a step back, knowing he needed to take control of the moment and his nerves before she got the best of him. In the darkness, the burglar and the wealthy woman stared at each other for a mere second before Jake grabbed her and kissed her hard on the lips. Unexpected fire exploded between them, and he pulled her closer until he embraced her fully. He could feel her hands on his waist, moving slowly down the front of his pants until—
Jake gently pushed her away and had to smile, but he didn’t let go of her arm. He brought her hand up, revealing the necklace.
She shrugged her shoulders and sighed. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.”
He licked his lips tasting the memory of her kiss, her thoughts letting him know she wished she could taste all of him.
“The Country Club tomorrow night,” he said as he snatched the necklace. He gave her a slight nod and left before he couldn’t pull himself away.
Two Weeks Later
Like some bad movie cliché, he found the note she had left on her pillow:
I’m afraid my husband has decided to leave this morning. I couldn’t bear to tell you. Please forgive me. In another lifetime perhaps.
Jake crumbled up the letter wondering how in the hell he’d missed it. Maybe she just pushed it out of her mind because it was too painful.
Love Jezze, she had written.
“Shit,” he said. “I do love Jezze.” He suddenly found himself playing what if: What if I would have told her I loved her? Would she have stayed? Would she leave her rich husband for a crook? Would she come back with me now if I caught the yacht before it hit open water? What if I told her I love her?
Regret swept over him as he put on his pants because he had known for a week that she had feelings for him, yet he had said nothing because Mrs. King was just another stolen treasure. At least that was what he had told himself before that morning. Now the only thing he wanted was to get her back.
His Jag hit the highway at sixty-five miles an hour, the windows down, and the air thick with morning. Their hotel/love nest was only a few miles away from the bay, but he couldn’t be sure what time she had left his bed. They had fallen asleep a little after midnight. He looked down to see the time, realizing his watch wasn’t in its usual place on his wrist. Must have left it on the nightstand.
As Jake jumped out of the car, he knew he had no idea what he would do if King tried to stop him. He listened as he ran, listened to see if he heard Jezze saying, I’ll miss him so much!
Jake ran up the steps that lead to the ramp and then to the spot where the yacht had been docked. When he realized he was too late, that The Nightingale was gone, he cursed himself and stomped the pier. Searching his mind for conversations and memories of Jezze’s reflections, he plopped down on the steps. Did she say where she lived?
Soon, he decided to leave, promising himself that he would not rest until he found her. He would rummage minds for the slight mention of Mrs. Jezze King. As he stood, someone else’s thoughts blurted inside his head. At first, he tried to ignore them, not wanting to listen to another person’s problems. But then, he heard something he just couldn’t ignore.
Jezze sat at her vanity brushing her hair as she admired her newly acquired necklace. She sighed. It entranced her as it sparkled in the glistening sun that streamed in through the porthole. Knowing how difficult it would be to part with, it certainly hadn’t been easy to obtain, she had considered keeping it.
She wiped new tears from her swollen eyes. No, the necklace would only remind her of him. Her buyer had already offered a beautiful price, so she would go on as planned. Maybe she would set sail after the transaction and take a much-needed vacation.
She had lived on her yacht for over a year, loving the open water, the smell of the sea and the freedom to travel whenever she became restless.
If Richard King had not docked his yacht in the same water as hers, her life would be so less complicated. No, if she had just let Jake take the damn necklace instead of trying to seduce it from him, her life would be so less complicated. She could have easily found him later. And why had she gone back on her promise to herself? She didn’t have to go home with him from The Country Club; she’d already heard where she could retrieve the necklace.
She doubted Jake knew others like him existed, mind-readers who had superior control over their gift. Years ago, she trained herself to listen frequently and to change and/or stop her own thoughts when necessary.
She had been getting ready to go home that night when she heard him. Mistaking her for Mrs. King had just been a crazy break; there was a real Mrs. King, somewhere, but it wasn’t her. It had been kind of fun pretending to be the adulteress, instead of the other woman.
Jezze unlatched the necklace from around her neck and put it back in its black box. Stop crying Jezze. This is just how it must be. She never meant to fall in love with Jake for real. Over the past two weeks she had searched for signs of mutual admiration but found nothing.
“I think you have something that belongs to me.”
Jezze held her breath and swung her attention to the familiar voice.
Richard King stood at her door.
She’d been too distraught to keep a clear head and hadn’t heard him approaching. “Sweetheart, I thought you left.” She stood up cautiously because she could certainly read his mind now.
Mr. King was a fairly tall man, but the way he stood there, his chest heaving in and out and his teeth clenched, he appeared monstrous as he shouted, “Did I not treat you well? Did I not give you enough money for your services? You were good, but not fifty-thousand dollars good.”
She put her hair behind her ears, feeling the tremor of her hands. “Why are you so upset, handsome? What happened?”
“Don’t play games with me. Give back my necklace, and I’ll be on my way. I don’t want the publicity for being with a woman like you any more than you want jail time.”
“I wasn’t the one who stole your necklace. Leave before I call the cops and have you arrested for trespassing.”
“You bitch!” He raced toward her.
Before Jezze knew what had happened, she was staring up at the ceiling, King’s handprint-sting across her face. He stood over her and drew back his fist.
She tightened her body for the blow.
But Richard King went flying across the room and landed on her vanity with a crash.
She sat up, tears blurring her view.
Was that Jake standing over Richard, daring him to move?
They all noticed the necklace at the same time, out of the box and on the floor.
“Don’t even think about it,” Jake told King. “By the looks of you, I don’t think fifty grand is payment enough.”
King sat up, still eyeing his necklace.
Jake continued, “Just collect your insurance, lick your wounded ego, and you’ll be fine. Now get the hell out of here.”
Jezze chose to ignore King’s thoughts of justice and revenge as he walked out the door. She also decided not to focus on what Jake must have believed about her. “Thank you,” she said to him, unable to look him in the eyes. “How did you know where to find me?”
“After I found the Dear John, I came searching for you. I heard King coming after you, and then I heard you thinking. I heard everything … I know everything.”
“Just take the necklace; I don’t want it.”
“I’d rather have you,” he said. “The only thing I heard that matters to me is that you love me.”
She found his sincere stare and listened to the thoughts he fed her. That’s why I was looking for you. To tell you that I love you.
She smiled and jumped into his arms, giving him tiny kisses all over his face until their lips met. After a silent conversation, they separated and began removing their clothes.
“Hey,” Jake said, looking on the floor at the mess from the vanity. “Is that my watch?”
Quiet on the Nightingale was inspired by Brothers Grimm’s Jorinde and Joringel from Children’s and Household Tales. Germany: 1812 it is one of the stories in the collection: Supernatural Fairy Tales by Dorlana Vann
I now have 15 episodes live on Kindle Vella (Amazon’s newest platform) of my serialized novel, Potion, with 2 more being uploaded by the end of the week.
Authors are given a tiny space of 500 characters (which my blurb ended up being 76 words) to describe their story. Here is what that looks like:
“Hansel and Gretel survived their not-so-fairy-tale childhood and are now trying to live a normal life. But the teens’ dark past is summoned after three new girls arrive at their high school with a wicked agenda. Soon the siblings are lured back into the world of magic where evil witches can distort reality. They must uncover the deception before all the ingredients for a deadly potion are gathered. Or this time, there may be no escape.”
So, I thought I would give a longer, back-of-a-book, description of Potion here so you can get a better sense of what it is all about. (BTW – none of my stories should be taken too seriously. I try to make them fun, sometimes quirky, fairy tale whimsy but in a contemporary setting.)
But everything changes when Lucas sees his awkward, loner sister, hanging out with Star, one of the hot and hated popular girls known as The Bitches. At first, he’s just confused, but when he sees the tarot cards between them, he’s reminded of the curse the witch cast on Melrose.
His fears escalate when Star warns him about two witches from school who plan on using his sister for a ritual. Lucas wants to trust Star; he needs someone to confide in since Melrose thinks his fear of witchcraft is irrational. But Star is unpredictable and has toyed with his emotions before.
As Lucas searches for answers, more mysteries begin to unravel about Melrose’s childhood, Star’s motives, and his own family legacy. Lucas will have to make life and death decisions; but whom can he trust, and how do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?
You can read the first three episodes for Free right now. And if you like them, a thumbs-up at the end would be greatly appreciated.
The first time I self-published Supernatural Fairy Tales, the eBook contained nine of my fairy tale inspired paranormal short stories. That was back in 2011, and the original cover is on the left. <–
Most of these early stories were from my former blog where I would randomly pick a fairy tale and a supernatural element at the beginning of the month and then have a short story complete by the end of the month.
My formula: Fairy Tale + Paranormal Element = Supernatural fairy tale
And then by 2019, I had accumulated more short stories that I had written and published in online magazines and newsletters, etc. I decided that I wanted them all together in a neat little compilation for myself. So, I revised/edited the stories in Supernatural Fairy Tales and added more stories and poems, designed a new cover, and also self-published these stories in paperback for the first time.
Here is the blurb for the newest version:
Welcome to the world of Supernatural Fairy Tales. There are 18 paranormal short stories inspired by classic fairy tales including Cinderella, Rapunzel, Little Red Riding Hood, Thumbelina, and more. Inside you will find: a warlock’s indecent proposal, vengeful ghosts, pill-popping wolves, merfolk (Are they just misunderstood?), trees in love, cowboys and dwarfs, mind reading thieves, a bratty princess, wicked grannies, a vampire strolling about town doing lunch, fairy dust, werewolves tamed by muffins, luck for sale, and a morbidly romantic zombie tale. Fair Warning: They don’t always have a happy ending. Also included: 13 fairy tale inspired poems. “They are full of clever twists and some are just down right freaky and creepy, which is a good thing.”
Over the years, I have posted a lot of these short stories here on my blog. They get lost in shuffle, so I have a new sidebar à list of my stories. –>If you would prefer them in a neat little compilation, these stories, plus more, are also available in paperback and eBook. (Free for Kindle Unlimited users.)
To celebrate the books tenth’s anniversary, the kindle eBook version will be Free on Amazon August 17 – 19 2021. Get your free Copy Here.
I have added two more ingredients to my Potion, bwa ha ha:
1 Twenty-five-foot Strand of Golden Hair
2 Pints Rainwater
Well that is, I have uploaded two more episodes to my serialized story, Potion on Kindle Vella. Potion is a contemporary retelling of the classic fairy tale, Hansel and Gretel, with some magic and witchy fun.
Below are the first 11 ingredients (episodes), and I will be dropping some Queen of the Meadow Root into the cauldron tomorrow.
What kind of potion am I making? Well, you’ll have to read the story find to out. 🙂 Read it Here!
BTW – The first 3 episodes are Free and you can actually get 200 tokens from Amazon right now for free. As an Example: Episode 4 cost 6 tokens and Episode 5 cost 14 tokens. So you could actually read a lot (of any stories on there) with 200 tokens.
What exactly is a Kindle Vella Story? They are stories published one episode at a time (from 600 to 5,000 words). The first three episodes of every story are free. And then each additional episode you wish to read is unlocked by buying tokens. (They were giving away 200 tokens per guest) Readers also get to thumbs-up their favorite episode and each week they get a chance to “fave” their favorite story.
Six episodes of my fairy tale inspired story, Potion, are live. and I will be adding more each week. I’m not sure of my exact schedule yet but I do have a page set up here if you are interested in knowing upcoming episodes. There is also a feature on the story page where you can follow Potion and it will let you know when there is a new episode.
I think that’s it. I hope you will go check out my story. Here is what it’s all about:
Hansel and Gretel survived their not-so-fairy-tale childhood and are now trying to live a normal life. But the teens’ dark past is summoned after three new girls arrive at their high school with a wicked agenda. Soon the siblings are lured back into the world of magic where evil witches can distort reality. They must uncover the deception before all the ingredients for a deadly potion are gathered. Or this time, there may be no escape.
Hi! Welcome to my page. I like taking elements from fairy tales (characters, mood, moral, plot) and mixing them with a paranormal element and then dropping them in a contemporary setting. My newest fairy tale inspired story is Potion: a witchy fairy tale #WitchesBeBitches #fairytales #Potion