**Roane Publishing has closed its doors.**
I'll be revising, re-titling, and releasing Amy's story sometime in 2019. All For Nothing will now become part of Amy's series.
Fantasy and urban fantasy short story collection
Paperback and eBook, 220 pages
Published June 5th 2014 by Roane Publishing
New Adult urban fantasy
High school junior Amy Corbett doesn't like her new neighbors. Amy wonders what the stone archway in the backyard is for. Her instincts tell her they're bad news, but no one believes her, not even her best friend, Remy. Her ordinary world gets turned upside down when her mother unveils an old family secret. Years of lies have repercussions when Amy finds herself caught in a trap and unable to get away. Will her loved ones intervene or will Amy be forced to answer for a past she never knew existed?
As I rounded the huge hill which led home, a car slowed in the lane beside me.
A motorized window whined. “Want a lift?”
I pushed the side of my dripping hoodie away from my face. Erich sat in his Jeep with a sympathetic stare. “I’m drenched.”
His signal clicked-clicked incessantly as cars went around his. “It’s okay, I have a blanket.” He pointed down. I hesitated, remembering the warnings drilled into me by my teachers and my family to never accept rides from someone I didn’t know.
But I knew him. Mom was still dating him. And still smiling.
He leaned over, pushed the passenger door open. “C’mon, I don’t want Delia upset if you get sick.”
“Thanks,” I said, jumping in and closing the door. A blanket covered the seat.
“I have another one.” He reached behind him to retrieve a second blanket which he handed me. “There you go.”
I settled back, grateful for the warm heat pouring through the vents. The constant dance of the wiper blades lulled me.
“Miss the bus?” he asked, rejoining the line of stopped traffic.
“Good thing I was heading home.”
“You don’t like me, do you?” he asked.
“I don’t know you,” I said, staring straight ahead.
“There must be an accident. Let’s get to know each other. Okay?”
I shrugged one shoulder. “Whatever.”
He chuckled. “What’s your real name?”
I yawned. “Salem.” We moved a few feet.
He regarded me with a strange smile. “Salem Silva. What an interesting name.”
We’d stopped again. There were now flashing lights at the intersection. “It’s cool. I go by Corbett, my dad’s name.”
An orange hooded police officer directed traffic. Erich turned into Meadowbrook.
“Corbett?” Erich drew in a ragged breath. “Really?” His words were laced with surprise and something which sounded like satisfaction.
Erich pulled into his driveway and turned off the ignition. “Have a nice night, Salem.”
“Thanks for the ride,” I snagged my backpack and climbed out.
When I’m near him, my vibe meter’s quiet. As I ran to the front door, unlocked it and entered, my meter wailed. What was that all about? I shut the door and glanced out.
Erich remained in his car, staring in my direction with a peculiar sneer on his face.
First Ozzie, now Erich. I was surrounded by weirdos.
"Ordinary World by Laurie Treacy is the other story I loved. However, the portal has a minor role in this one. Despite that, the story is an excellent YA paranormal with lovely characters. I can imagine a longer story about Amy and her family. Light writing, sweet romance and bad guys are the basic ingredients."
- Ruty B, Goodreads
"For such a short story, there were many characters. I had a fun time weeding out the bad guys. It wasn’t too hard but I still enjoyed being vindicated when I was right. A fun tale of witches with an exhilarating ending."
- Laura Thomas 61, Amazon