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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

Becky and I walked back into Coachella Valley side by side, with my arm around Becky and hers on my waist. It was wonderful, soothing at best, and I kind of missed this kind of warmth from a person.

It seemed like such a long time since I had someone in my arms other than the people who were now in my past.

Mother, father, Jane, Georgina, and our little dumpling Cory. I wish I could meet them in this lifetime, even if they couldn't remember me.

I'd be more than satisfied and well at ease to see them in loving homes and doing well in life compared to our poor life back then in the 1600s.

I looked out faraway and saw the giant wheel that was merrily spinning with leisure. "Becky, ride the ferris wheel with me soon, ok?"

She turned her head to look at me with her beautiful baby blue eyes and nodded, "Sure! Let's ride with the boys when they are free."

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