He observed Ever as she tucked Tom safely into her crossover bag, the whole while giving him the lowdown on her magical motel room. How it was way bigger on the inside, and no one could find it if they hadn’t been shown the place by her. How she always had the Cartoon Network on and would agree to let him watch the sports channels if he watched The Grimm Adventures of Billy and Mandy with her. The bullfrog wiggled happily in her pack, his head peeking out of the zipper. Ever shrugged her shoulders and her wings began to flap. Off they went into the night.
Jared watched them fly away for a few moments and then walked down the driveway and stopped. He didn’t have long to wait before Mina came storming back down the sidewalk toward him.
“Not one word out of you, Mister!” she hissed angrily. It was pretty apparent that Mina was flustered from traveling ten minutes in the wrong direction. “You are in trouble.”
“Yes Ma’am,” Jared chuckled and turned to walk with Mina. “You know it would be faster if you let me drive you home.”
Mina stopped and turned. “Well if that’s your way of saying you’re sorry for slacking off and dating the frog lady, then apology accepted.”
Jared laughed and walked over to his car. He opened the passenger door, “Grimm’s first.”
The End.
A sample chapter from
Vampire Lies
Season 2 Book 1
By RaShelle Workman
Once upon a time there lived a vampire with wings and the genie who loved her…
Born of the seven magics, Jasmine is different in every way, including the obnoxious wings on her back courtesy of the original vampires. She wants to be normal, to be a regular teenaged girl.
When a gorgeous dark-haired boy named Laeddin shows up and promises to sneak her away from all her problems and hide her in the human world, she agrees.
But an evil lurks in her nightmares, a man with red eyes. It doesn’t take long for Jasmine to realize that no matter how far she tries to run from who she is, he’s only a dream away. He wants her. He needs her. He acts as though he loves her.
It’s becoming harder and harder to tell the difference between the path that’ll lead to her happily ever after, and the path that’ll lead to her destruction as well as all magic.
Chapter 1
Hours before my life changed forever, my day began like any other. I woke, climbed out of bed and stretched my wings, showered, dressed, and then flew out my window to explore Sharra with my best friend.
We’d already helped a fairy lift a particularity heavy caterpillar onto the branch it intended to use as a home for its chrysalis. We also assisted an ogre in its desperate quest to reach some juicy berries at the top of a rather large tree. Now we were seated on the stone ledge at the top of my tower waiting for the sun to rise.
“Jasmine. Come inside. We have a lot to do today.” My mom stuck her head and shoulders out my window. Her head turned from side to side as she searched the sky. She wouldn’t find me though, because I sat directly above her.
I sighed heavily. “Fine.”
My mom gasped and craned her neck. “You scared the light right out of me.” She clutched a hand to her neck.
“Sorry.” I tried to sound genuine.
“Uh-huh. Inside, please.”
But instead of obeying, I spread my large black wings and shot into the sky, enjoying the rose scented air.
“Young lady.”
My mom always called me that when I frustrated her. I turned to see the emotion on her face so I could gauge just how upset she was, but she no longer stood in the window. I smiled to myself.
Part of the landscape was immersed in shadow. It was right before dawn, my favorite time of day, when life stretched itself awake.
“Hurry please,” my mom shouted from somewhere in my room.
I pretended not to hear, flying further away from her and closer to the forest behind the castle. Pixilettes busied themselves. They were in charge of the seasons. Soon it would be autumn and they needed to gather seedlings to store until the following spring.
“Will you drink unicorn blood today?” Sabrina asked, her little pixilette wings fluttering near my ear. She was dressed from head to toe in different tones of purple. Her dress was the color of lilacs and her tiny shoes were the shade of ripened plums. Lavender wings beat and fluttered at her back.
If Sabrina weren’t my best friend, I would’ve told her it was none of her business whose blood I drank. But she and I had been close for more than ten years. We did everything together. Without her, I’d go crazy.
“I don’t know.” I spun in a circle, enjoying the gentle breeze on my face. Unicorn blood was my favorite, but I took what I was given based on offerings from the different magics within Sharra.
Sabrina shook. It freaked her out that I was a blood drinker.
“Don’t worry. I’m sure your blood is much too sweet for my tastes.” I winked to let her know I was teasing.
She giggled nervously, the sound like tinkling bells. “I’m not worried,” she replied. I could tell it was only a little lie. She glanced away, running her tiny fingers through her violet hair that was the same color as my eyes.