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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

The girls were silent as the boys went on with their packing. Becky looked like she was about to burst out crying, but she was surprisingly able to hold her tears back from falling. Suzy had on an indifferent face, while Ali on the other hand was actually helping her cousin pack his things.

"Why didn't anybody wake me up?" I asked.

Becky rubbed her eyes and nose, and then replied, "We tried Lizzie, but you just didn't budge."

"Becky and Ali had packed your things for you," Suzy added as she pointed to the other side of my bed.

True enough, my bags were all set too. I reached over to my backpack and noted my essentials were in it as well. My eyes turned to Ali and she nodded at me as if to say 'No problem.'

My sister sat straight, and all her bags were ready too. I reached out to her and squeezed Becky's knee, "Thanks," I mumbled, "you didn't have to do my stuffs. I could have done it myself."

It's Not Goodbye