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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 · Urbano
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196 Chs

Confession

"Wha- what are you doing! Pervert!" I didn't heed his request that I don't move a muscle. He doesn't own me… I will do what I want to do! I raised my shoulder to get him off of me, but Bash tightened his grip and I noted he was actually shivering.

His head hung low, and the fringes of his black hair covered his face partially.

"Don't be a coward, Bash! You put us in this situation." I said.

We were nearing the top of the ferris wheel now, and the higher we got, the scarier it was to look down.

Bash wasn't responding to everything I was saying. There wasn't even a banter as I expected he would not take my insults with open arms.

I was getting tired of it, and I just wanted this thing to end.

He was still holding my arm with his big hands, and I couldn't dare to kick or push him away as I was afraid it would tip the basket over.