The Vampire Queen Chronicles: Almost In Training
Here Comes The Queen (Book 1)
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My name is Corriander Brennaur and all I want to be known as is a regular old college student. Unfortunately for me I’m anything but normal. I've never been one of those girls who was popular with the in-crowd. I know it's the weirdness in me that keeps me on the outside looking in. Even as strange as I am to learn that I'm a vampire queen in the making is unbelievable ...even to me. So here I am trying to navigate my way through this mess I call my life only to find there are forces at work trying their best to make sure I don't live to see another day. Honestly I'm scared. I'm scared out my mind but I know in my heart I can't run away. I can't let the fear of the unknown prevent me from embracing my destiny. No matter what happens I promise to never back down, to never give up and to ever lose faith. I am Corriander Brennaur and these are my Vampire Queen Chronicles... Almost In Training
"How did you know we we're coming?" She asked. Chuckling to myself I smiled at Miss. Prissy Einstein then her boyfriend.
"Arthur is set up outside. When someone approaches the tent he buzzes the light panel up there." I explained. Pointing to the small light box in the corner I wiggled my brows.
"I thought you were supposed to be physic." She said snidely. Here we go with the Miss. Prissy Einstein attitude.
"Yeah well, we all get disappointed now and then." I mumbled. Motioning to the chair I picked up my box of tools and began placing the items on the table.
"What's your poison? What tool would you like me to use to ‘see’ your future?" I asked bitterly. Taking a seat in the chair slowly she stared at the table and all my goodies.
"Tool?" She asked. Nodding I grimaced at the thought of telling her a fake fortune when I knew I could really blow her mind. Squashing down those thoughts I tried to paste a smile on my face.
"I have an assortment of goodies for you to choose from. I could use tarot cards that I don't know how to read or what they mean. I could try my hand at throwing bones but don't get your hopes up on that one either. Lastly I could use my always cloudy crystal ball. Tell you the truth I could rub a pair of sticks together and have better luck." I said. Though he didn't look interested in what we were doing, apparently Adonis was listening.
"You don't sound happy." He muttered. Sighing I glared at the table and all its useless junk.
"Oh, I'm not. I couldn’t tell you shit from those things even if my life depended on it. Of course I can tell you your future but its policy that no carnival workers have physical contact with any customers." I explained. Laughing Miss. Prissy Einstein shook her head tossing her wavy auburn hair side to side. I couldn’t tell if she was laughing at the rules or me for thinking I could actually read her fortune. Adonis stood at the flaps gazing out now ignoring me again as Miss. Prissy Einstein sat there looking like Miss America. Between the two of them I had to admit defeat. They looked like a great couple. [mehr]
Stichwörter: Vampires, Werewolves, College, Werewolf, Urban Fantasy, Seers, Wiccans, Revenge, Good vs. Evil