Dear Reader,

My name is Charlie Wilford.

This is not an alcohol anonymous class.

This is my disaster of a life. Let me start by saying that up until this point, in my twenty-five years of existence, that I had everything a Southern Bell could wish for. I had it all. I met the love of my life, the famous dance instructor Tanner Frasier.

The good girl meets the bad boy in a storybook, whirlwind romance.

I packed up and moved to New York City to dance on the Broadway stage as their new shining star. Charlie Wilford, the dazzling dancer from the sweet home of Alabama. Now cue the record to stop. Everything came crashing down when I walked in on my love sleeping with my back-up dancers-plural.

Due to the protection order against me, I can no longer be around Tanner. I am broke and without a job. Well, until I received an acting/reality T.V gig in the mail.

Fairy Godmother Inc., I think it was.

The silver lining here is that I will never date another bad boy again. I don't care how hot, or suave he seems, the answer is NO. Good girls don't mesh with bad boys, it just ends in restraining orders.

Charlie Wilford,

Charlie Wilford

Actor/Singer/Dancer

Fairy Godmother Inc, (Book 3- Julius's Dove)

I have been in and out of consciousness, the bastards drugging me. I know Dolly has been watching me, being able to use a lifeline on my behalf, though thankfully it has not come to that. My head throbs and my body is sore. I know I have been transported, far away. 


I roll to my side, and I squint, seeing the hot sun peeking through the blood-red tent. My heart starts to pound as I look around, reality dawning on me. I am on a bed of silks, and I am dressed in a beautiful airy dress fit for a fairy queen — pearlized silk, simmering lavender in the peeping sunlight. 


I close my eyes, seeing flashes of his breathing body. He's alive. I can see and hear the wind hitting the sides of this tent with ferocity, threatening to uproot the bindings. It feels like we are in some desert storm. I smell smoke and herbs, and something I quite can't place. 


Chapter 22