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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?

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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.

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Revenge of the Reincarnated Witch

Mom's face was etched with a mixture of worry and anger, while dad was just a bit of annoyed that he got dragged all the way from Massachusetts to California.

I knew dad was not the type to make things worse than they actually are, but mom always had her way and dad was just not into arguing with her.

If dad had known first that we ditched the driver, he would have just called and told us to take care and be wise with who we go out with.

He was the cool type of dad, that I could guarantee.

Dad was just adamant on the family driver because he knew mom would have gone berserk on him.

Closer and closer they inched towards us and I grabbed Becky by her hand, pulled her close so she could see what I was seeing.

"MOM! DAD!" she squeaked like an entrapped mouse.

"Oh dear, you sound so guilty, Becky." Suzy quipped behind us.

Well, it would look like we were definitely mouse on a cheese trap with the situation we were in now.

Mr. and Mrs. Jennings (1)