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Revenge of the Reincarnated Witch

In the spring of 1692, Lizzie burned at the stake. Reincarnated in the 21st century, she finds herself riding a pick-up truck off to a music festival with the reincarnation of the girls that burned with her. And the driver? William, the lover that left her without an explanation. William’s charm in this lifetime is as irresistible as it used to be and she can't deny the longing she feels. To find peace and happiness, she was tasked by a quirky deity to avenge herself and the other ‘witches’ from the people that wronged them. But how was she going to find out who were the ones that wronged the other girls? In her quest for justice, Lizzie will discover the best (and worst) of both worlds of the colonial era and the 21st century as she goes back and forth into her dreams, visions, and reality. Will she succeed with her revenge and find happiness too? ========== DRAMATIC EXCERPT: "Lizzie, please don't forget that I love you." Will said as he clutched his shirt near his chest. "I never stopped loving you Elizabeth Ainsworth." He took a step forward to reach out for me and I shielded myself with my hands. "Don't come near me, you filthy bastard!" I screamed at him, enraged with his lies. I closed my eyes as I stepped backwards and held back my tears. "You did nothing to defend me from your father!" "No Lizzie, I did what I could. I -" his voice faded and I was left in the parking lot, dazed and my arms crossed as if to shield myself from his advance. When I blinked, William vanished and Bash came back into sight. He gave me a questioning look and asked, "Ummm.. What are you doing Lizzie?" My eyes darted from Bash's head to toe and he gave a nervous laugh at my reaction. I breathed short and heavy gasps and my sweat went cold. "You look like you've seen a ghost." He said. ========= UPDATES INDEFINITE Coverphoto grabbed from pinterest, it will be taken down should the owner request to. If you know the original artist then please inform me so i can add proper credits

yu_chan_desu · Urban
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196 Chs

The Meeting

The watch seemed to respond to my needs. Immediately my surroundings changed from the wooden and light office of the Bernards Co. to somewhere darker and quieter, and I found myself in a posh area where William's father and Katarina were whispering by the fireplace.

It looked like they were in a study room – a drawing room for Mr. Bernards, I suppose. There were lots of things that pertained to their business inside the room.

Books and notes were stacked on his table and in one push cart, and on the walls there was a vast collection of encyclopedias and other reading materials displayed.

I saw a rather familiar book on one shelf. It had a bit of a rundown cover to it, and the spine was faded from years on out of being read.

It was one of those books that William would bring on our trips to the forest. It used to be just tutoring for him, teaching me how to pronounce and read and write my name correctly.