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Chapter 1:

I hadn’t been happy in a while, and all I could do was sit there, thinking of my next move in the bathroom while I broke down. My life had amounted to nothing. My recent relationship came to an end. Before it was said and done, he tore my heart out and left me to pick up the pieces. He managed to convince me that we just needed time apart; next thing I knew, his stuff was gone, and I was alone once again. Tonight, my ex had the balls to walk into the bar, and he wasn’t alone either; he brought in here his newest fling. I snapped back to reality and began my pre-work ritual; I donned my Rockie’s Blood uniform, name tag and all. I wanted to just run away, somewhere nobody knew my name. It still weighed on my mind that I could be so easily replaced. My old coven threw me out since the dark witches took over and killed my mom for my book. My life had been thrown into shit, which is why I’m hiding and taking this job in the first place. Let’s just say that my life was never dull. In fact, it’d been pretty stop and go without a break for me to unwind and relax from.

 

I’d been there for maybe close to a year, and despite the fact I majored in conjuration and potions, I still struggled to keep a roof over my head. Rockie’s Blood was a Tavern for all kinds of creatures. Some of the regular vamps there preferred fine china to random necks. I assumed they kept the biting thing for their lovers instead of their prey. Werewolves could order raw meat to satiate their four-legged friends appetite, and there was even a menu for witches to order food–actual burgers, fries, steak, you name it and we got it. Rockie’s was also a popular place for high level baddies like vampires,  werewolves, and even some witch covens. Working there could be a drag at times, especially when table 75 ordered blood and complained it wasn’t as hot as it could be.

I adjusted my shirt, making my boobs pop for extra tips. I needed the extra money, after all. I took a deep breath in the bathroom. I redid my makeup since it ran down my face because my dumbass forgot waterproof makeup. All I wanted to do was drink alcohol till I passed out and eat awful tv dinners, while crying to cheesy romance movies. I didn’t want to go back and see it, or him. I put on a brave face anyway, since I was a kick ass witch. I was also done with letting someone win. Not to mention he knew I worked there, so he deliberately came just to shove his flings in my face. Like I cared about anything but hiding. He was a loser, nothing more, and I had more important things to be concerned with like staying hidden to care right now. I wish I didn’t, but it still twinged when I looked back on what we had. 

My ex, Derrick, was sexy for sure–soulful blue eyes, dark blonde hair, and tattoos. Like, my god, everything I thought I ever wanted in someone. We got along for the most part, and he was a vampire which meant he could take my blood and power, which was addicting. Very addicting when mixed with love and sex. I was on a high while I was with him, and there was nothing that could stop it. He was a vampire warrior, and I loved the uniform. Now he was kissing and smiling, and hugging someone else, someone ugly though. A vampire groupie, judging by the marks on her slender neck.

The tears came faster, threatening to fall all over. So much for redoing my makeup. It was hard seeing him smile at someone else and holding them like they would break at any moment. My facade tore to shreds again. Me, with my bad habit of letting everything get to me like I usually do.  Luckily, he wasn’t in my area to watch, and I didn’t have to ask him if he needed a thing of hay for his pig or his new chew toy. Not even the most powerful spells could help with this heartbreak. I didn’t feel like cursing her and ruining my rep. Not even poisoning her drink would make me happy. I was a good witch. Hell, if I was that bad, I might as well show up to the witch’s doorstep. 

I fought through the agony threatening to consume me. It was the worst, and my eyes turned red from all the crying. Not sleeping didn’t help. I also felt sick. Like, it was awful. Someone kill me, please. Witches hurt me? Anything?  No? Can someone save me from this torment?

I did the grown-up thing and pushed it all down, far away to the back of my mind. I thought about the good memories of me serving blood to a few nice vamps. Helping creatures in the cold, anything to get my mind to not hurt in the first place. I couldn’t afford to have another breakdown at work. The last thing I wanted was to explain why I was crying over table threes blood when it had nothing to do with work.  And these customers never bothered me anyway. I ignored their attitudes for the most part.

I just had to get through this shift and I was free to drink oodles of wine and pass out while binge watching sappy romance movies with tv dinners up the ass. No cooking for me. I couldn’t cook. The microwave was my best friend.

I walked out of the women’s restroom to get back to my job and save my sanity by throwing myself into work.

The restaurant was pretty nice, with black walls and a red ceiling with pictures of creatures on it. It was created to be a fun place to hang out and spend time with friends and family. There were even strategically placed televisions with various sports. The vinyl booths were nicer than the usual ones, and you could tell the owner spent more on them than the average restaurant.  I was determined to finish this shift today since it was all I had going for me, and all I had left was this job. After all, my life had been hell warmed over. And crispy with extra hot, spicy sauce. It was busy enough to help me keep my mind off of stuff. I just couldn’t look over at him.

 

There was a war going on between the Poison Apple Coven, who were bad witches. The Fire Dragons, who were my people, the good guys, got dragons to call. My mom was caught in the crossfire and killed by the leader of them–Ivy, one of the baddest witches out there. I still remembered how my mom’s green eyes always smiled up at me like we both shared a big secret, and she wore it while she cooked dinner in the witch apron I got her. Her long, red hair was tied back. She loved making stuff with me, and we would have fun, especially with the asshole that tried to use me. She was a witch who conjured up revenge spells. She loved getting even with the people who truly deserved it. She was a good witch who used her magic only when she was truly wronged. She had an amazing gift and was taken out too early. I wanted to cry again, but I didn’t want to do it at work. That was the last thing I needed. We sent a curse to his house and set it on fire, making it look like an accident. Best day ever doing revenge spells with my mom. 

The fire element was our best friend. It could burn down an entire village and stop even the most stubborn water spell. She was gone. No more Mom to tell me how men sometimes sucked and that I deserved better than someone who wouldn’t make time for me. That I would find the man of my dreams. He was coming for me and the reason why it didn’t work with anyone else. How soon I’d be cuddling up to the love of my life, and how the warmth of our bodies would feel good as we watched a favorite movie for the tenth time. Cuddling was the best feeling, and being held made my day. I was way less stressed and happier. Now I was just depressed and a wreck, relying on alcohol to take my feelings away.

It was hard facing loss like losing my mother and a break up on top, like everything had to happen at once. There were some days when I was fine, and days where I just gave in and sobbed. I picked up my pen and paper out of my apron and walked up to greet the guy sitting at the bar with his head down. I felt that way too, buddy. It’s been a long one for me. I feel your pain. People come here to talk with friends, meet up with dates, and even drink their time away–one cold glass at a time. 

I went up to him and said, “Is there anything else I can get for you, sir?” In a friendly, cheery tone. It looked like he was already drinking based off the empty glasses on the table already there. I wondered where his server was, and if it was who I thought it was, I’d take over from there. This was my specialty. I loved dealing with drunks. 

He looked at me with his soulful, chocolate eyes. Suddenly, I couldn’t breathe, he was that attractive, and his hair was spiked too, like he had just gotten out of bed. He actually existed. Holy shit! The guy in my dreams. Fuck me. He is real, and I just can’t believe he is here in the flesh. All thoughts were thrown out the window, thanks to this stranger in front of me. There was a strong chemistry feeling there. I wanted to trip over my words and even bow to his feet. He was a sexy, mysterious guy. A bad boy edge about him. He had a chain on his pants and tattoos. Holy fuck, I’m going to just worship the ground he walked on. Definitely an upgrade and not a downgrade. My mind was blown; there were no words to describe how it felt, and I wanted him to kiss me. To get lost in his touch. In his smell, his scent. Him. To forget the world and just be in our own little one with everything else thrown out. Gone. Lost. Mine, because I can felt like he was. There was a reason why it never worked out with anyone else. He was the reason maybe it was meant to fail.

He smiled at me with the same expression and said, “I’ll have the strongest drink you have on tap. These ain’t shit. I need a drink that will make me black out drunk, since I want to forget everything. Girls are the worst. They will take you for everything you got and leave you for someone else. Someone uglier, like I meant nothing to her, and she wanted the Elite better. Like he is so much better than me. She was all I had, or thought I did. What was I thinking?” He rubbed his eyes, and they were red. Irritated. Probably from crying. Damn. I want to hit the girl who broke this angel’s heart. I would never give him up once I have him. He is sexy. I could eat a steak on him and do body shots and still want more.

I looked over at my ex, now trying to kiss and hug his fling, and he was snuggling with that girl. Like tiny daggers in my heart, and they are gone now. Nothing is what. I no longer feel hurt. I feel nothing but pity since he is going to do the same to her that he did to me. Then again, I just saw someone better looking, and he was right in front of me, crying over a spilled relationship like me. I wanted to just comfort him and tell him she was a bitch for letting him go. She didn’t deserve someone as sexy as him.  I want to mend his broken heart and be the reason he smiles.

I smiled at him, and I know exactly what he needed, and thought maybe I should make a drink for myself to take the edge off. It can help after a long day and drinking on the job wasn’t frowned upon; plenty of people come to work drunk. It helped take the edge off and made people more bearable to serve. Less prone to hitting table three that argued their shit needed to be rawer and less well done. Just smile and listen since you are too drunk to care anyway. 

“Coming up, sir. I know exactly what you need after going through that myself. You are better off now,” I said. And I went back to make him a drink he would never forget. And to get a shot of my own so I could get through the shift without crying. He had just the right idea. Bars were notorious for getting over exes by drinking it away and picking up someone to share a bed with for the night. It was a quick fix but a slow process, which is why I was throwing myself into work.  

I made my way to the kitchen, passing by servers and creatures needing to use the bathroom. I went inside the double doors, which was busy with everyone making food so the creatures wouldn’t eat them.

The alcoholic drink area was next to the vampire blood display which had various blood types and species. The alcohol area was my favorite area where I served drinks to patrons who loved me for it. They knew my specialty too. There was even an area for ghoul food, too, with items like rotten brains alamode. Eww. Don’t get too close, the smell might just make you puke your dinner, or in my case, waste good lunch food. 

They had all kinds of alcoholic drinks at the bar and on the menu. Then there were the spelled ingredients that were used for specialty drinks. The ones I used to add special stuff to the drinks. Drinks for luck, love, money, to attract a mate, and for heartbreak. I was licensed to serve it. There were even some hexes for enemies too. I’d been paid pretty well to help out some of the rival packs in exchange for their help in the future. And even Rockie said to do it to protect his pack, to stop a war, and even to give a cheater what he deserved. Revenge. But my specialty was luck, love, healing, and attracting the good.

I poured a shot for myself with some absinthe and soother. Fuck feeling this shit. I needed a quick fix to take the edge off. And to serve the hot guy the best drink in his life, the one that will blow his mind. He deserved it since we all go through bullshit break ups to find the right one. 

I took out a nice glass, and then looked at all the various alcohols to choose the best ones. I knew the exact combo to heal him and mess him up to forget the tramp. I only wished I could pour myself one too. I grabbed the bottles and began to pour and mix: gin, vodka, absinthe, whisky, and a few herbs for healing and heartbreak like rose and honeysuckle, which would help him feel better. I knew it made me feel better. That and a hug from someone, but I didn’t want to push anything right now. Hell, a cuddle would have helped and would have comforted us both.

I mixed it all up and said, “Heart heal to love another and find the mate that you desire.” My eyes turned red, and I put my hand over the glass to spell it and give it an extra kick. A kick that would help him heal, and find the right person for him. It was me. I knew it was. Maybe we could heal each other’s heart.

I took the glass, and went back to the bar where he sat slumped over. Poor guy, but it gave me time to admire his sexy attire. He was in a black silk shirt and black leather pants. It screamed badass.  His arms were crossed as he looked ahead, so I put a napkin down and set his drink on it. He looked at it, then at me and smiled, “Thanks, I am not usually like this at all. I’m just going through a rough time right now. My day already got better by you serving me this awesome drink.” And he winked at me. Flirting. My heart jumped at it. He made my heart feel better and more healed than it used to be. I could finally stop feeling so much hurt, and the drink was working too. Healing me for another. Possibly this perfect stranger. 

The weird connection just hovered in the air, and it was a zing that made me want to jump him. I had to behave and he was drunk enough as it was. I couldn’t take advantage of that either.

I smiled right back and said, “I know the feeling since I have recently been going through a horrible time too. It’s her loss and she didn’t deserve you. My ex was like that too, and he didn’t even have the balls to tell me it to my face it was a break up.” I looked over at the table. He was gone. Good. I didn’t have to watch her get fooled like me.

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Mia Cut out bits!

A story by jessicasamuels25 on .

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Some bits are cut out to make the story flow, or ones that don’t need to be here. These are the scenes or sentences that didn’t make it to the book. 

Some creatures returning items too small, too big, some showed their nipples. Returns, getting more orders since it’s almost Christmas, and the lines are so long they wrap around the place. It’s exhausting listening to them bitch day after day about first world problems. They are sitting here bitching if their order isn’t ready on their time table, and bitching if it gets lost when it wasn’t even our fault. Don’t even ask about the fitting room since I’m even afraid to go there, afraid of what I will find. Clothes piled high, and with no one to help out and run there will be tables and chairs filled with items creatures don’t want. Sales and coupons left and right with creatures bitching about it not working, and how they don’t like shopping at Nikki’s since nothing ever works. They don’t know how to use it right. 

 She has already worked retail with creatures before. Hell, she was here when Nikkis wasn’t here, but Dave’s Creature Store was, and it closed down since the owner was bought out by another company. Thank god, she was with me till close.

Since they were a pretty blue, I could tell they were beginning to tear up some. My hair is a long, whitish blonde, and I have a good sized chest. I currently wore my uniform and it’s a nice blue shirt, blue dress pants, and blue heels. 

 

 Standing on my feet all day doesn’t help either.  I’ve been cleaning fitting rooms all day too. People have no idea how to leave a fitting room right. Clothes are on the floor, shit is inside out, and even clothes left on the peg. They should be hung up instead. Like really? It this how you keep your place? Do you really think it’s our job to clean up after your nasty ass? 

I have been yelled at coupons not working on certain items. I was tired and wanted to leave. I hoped the last 15 minutes were boring since it’s been a long day and I just want to go home. I don’t want to be picked on anymore. I’ve been standing behind a register, and cleaning up shit all day. Going home sounds better, safer and not being exposed to their shit. Or people who want to bitch over coupons and fuck up the fitting room…or leave items on fixtures that they don’t want since they had to come back just as we were about to close. 

“Yes, and those customers are the worst so far I’ve seen dragon lady several times. She made me cry the first time. She said I shouldn’t be working there if I don’t know what I was doing. And bitching over not being at my register. Then she repeated herself twice over using the return label since she didn’t have her receipt or card.” I said shuddering over it. 

Supernaturals can suck at communication when it comes to returning things. This vampire wanted an exchange on a few things and got mad she got charged money since according to her bitchy attitude it should be the same. I cancelled it and did it separate. Cause lo and behold she took out the ones she wanted to exchange them for. If the dumb bitch had gotten the items out beforehad it wouldn’t have happened…like was it really hard to give me the items you are exchanging them for. And she treated me like I was the dumbass when she didn’t use her head to give me the items beforehand. Another lady was making a big deal of her Bat money being added to her account and couldn’t understand it would be credited to it and added on top so after 3 times of redoing the damn transaction she finally let it go on the coffin return card. 

 

I get yelled at over everything, and one lady got mad because she had to go all the way back to her car in the rain to get her ID and she came back with an attitude. She tossed it at me, and jerked her items away in a huff when she left. Like really? We ID so a person won’t get your stuff no need to be rude over it, and a lady gave me the nastiest attitude and kept screaming at me when I was typing her license number in. 

 My own car was a Stryker which is a fast car. It took me to where I wanted to go in a good amount of time. It takes me less then 20 minutes to get from my house to work. It’s also less then 20 to fill the tank. And the car in front of us was amazing once I opened the door and saw it. It was all black too. Castiel pulled out the key thing and hit a button. The door opened by itself. Neat. I go to the car, and get in the passenger seat. The inside is all leather and instead of a normal wheel it has a huge ass tablet instead. Castiel gets in the driver side. And when I sit in the passenger seat it buckled me in automatically.  It’s a sweet car I liked it. 

Someone who won’t control me or tell me that I don’t need a shower since I’ve already taken one. My ex had major trust issues.

I am so ready for a change other then working in a department store. I need it since retail is killing my soul and I need out of here. At least I have a mate for life

 

I can’t believe we can finally get this settled. It’s important to me. I need him gone. It’s bad enough I lost everything. I need to get my mom out of hiding since they cast her out. So much is riding on this that I hope it works out. And maybe I’ll be able to ask her about my dad, and tell her when I meet him if I do. I

The car stopped and we all got out and the place in front of me is nice. It’s a building with the words Rockies Blood on top. There were even a neon vampire and werewolf sharing drinks. It’s all black and red and there are even people going inside. It was a fun little restaurant and Ember walked ahead of us so I followed behind her. She is the one who used to work there after all. She will know the way better than the rest of us.

Everything is solved and now I can do what I always want to do. Turn in my two weeks at Nikkis, and tell my mom the news. And I couldn’t wait. I finally get to leave the department store for good. I was excited so much it wasn’t funny. I was happy to say it was finally over. My time in customer service returns is done. I’m happy that I have finished retail for good. I typed up my two weeks and it was all a matter of time until I was done. This two weeks allowed me to get situated, and it was time for me to finish my two weeks and retail does have a drama of its own.  Short staffed, customers being assholes, and I was done with it all. My vacation went by so fast that it was time to hand in my notice and finish up strong. I never want to go back after this again. The people who look at you like shit, and insult you suck. I get to wear the name tag for two more weeks and then I’ll be done. After it’s up I will move to the island and stay there. No longer will I have to worry over working there forever. 

I don’t have work till tomorrow so I go back to my roots, and finally track down my mom. I got to her hiding spot and drive to the area, and park my car. It was finally time to make peace with her. 

I go up to the door of the small beach house she owns to escape. I knock on her door. 

“Who is it?” she asked. 

“Mia I have good news…” I yell hoping she answers…

She does and the door opened. He eyes wide, “Mia, I thought you were a goner…what happened?”

I smiled, “The leader is taken care of since Rockie stopped him, and I’m an AngelWitch because the dark angels found me…And Castiel saved me. He is my angelmate, and the one I needed in my life.” 

She smiled, “Your father Raphael wanted me to keep us a secret since not a lot of creatures like you existing. We loved each other, and still do hence why it was shocking to see you arrive. I had no idea you could exist since you are a blessing. I was afraid I wasn’t able to have children and here you come. I’ll get word out to the coven and you can have our help.”

I nod, “That is good, and you’ll have to meet Castiel sometime and have him over for dinner. He is everything I ever wanted in a relationship and mate.” 

“They are meant to be and I knew your father was mine, but we have to rule different world so we try to do what we can.” She said. 

“Yes, and I can finally finish retail for good, and I’ll see you some other time. I love you…and you can tell the other.” I said.

“I will let me know when you need our help.” She said. I gave her a hug. 

“I will…” I said. 

And I left. Finally made up with mom I prepare for my last two weeks of retail…

But I still have hell to get through and these last 10 shifts are going to drag because it’s filled with stupid idiots wanting to ask stupid questions. Let’s hope they aren’t too shitty but it’s retail so let the torment begin! 2 weeks I can do this…I hope or go off on them because I don’t give a shit anymore since I’m already out.  I no longer had to care either…Because fuck it that’s why. I can now say all I wanted to without worry, and if they tried to fire me then whatever because they can’t since I’m already out. No pushing cards I don’t care to shove down people’s throat. And no mannequin bullshit either…Bring it. 

The next day I don my uniform and put on my stupid nametag and head in. Already dreading bullshit but happy I don’t have to soon. I walk to personnel first thing. There is a lady sitting at the Nikkis desk, and I hand her the paper…He eyes widen, “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am since I have a better job that pays more…” I tell her then I walk back to the floor. I go to my area and there is already bullshit. 

“And you should also know what it feels like to have someone control you, accuse you of cheating and break up without telling the person and having to find out from their sister like a jackass. He should have told me it was a break up from the start instead he didn’t, and tossed me like I meant nothing to him.” I said. Breakups are the worst, and it’s no wonder why I wanted to get blackout drunk. It’s hard enough as it is and to add being in customer service makes it ten times worse. 

These are the scenes that didn’t make the book since some involved a ton of stuff that has nothing to do with the story line, or it slowed it down. I cut some scenes since I didn’t want to have too many subplots either. I am also working on a department store tales book since some scenes in Mia were way too long, and I have enough material for another book!

Until I have updates for Ember.

Jessica

 

Mia Cover Reveal and Ember Updates!

A story by jessicasamuels25 on .

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Here is the cover, and I finished the edits and turned it into the editor last night. I have had a busy morning since I edited Ember one last time. I formatted it and hit publish! It feels good, and I will post the link when it’s live on the Amazon store!

I even made videos on the publishing process.

Formatting Ember with Vellum: https://youtu.be/AougvXQk-TU

Publishing Ember to Kindle:  https://youtu.be/Ig4gbzX8Rvw

And here is a video of me editing Ember!

I hope you enjoyed a sneak peek, and I will post an excerpt and link when Ember is live!

Until next time,

Jessica Samuels

The Family Reunion from Hell:

A story by jessicasamuels25 on .

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It was that time of year again, and I really did not want to go. It’s bad enough that I have to fake being with a jerk like Viper who is everything I hate, and now I have to explain it to my family too. The Starr family reunion is always memorable since half of them like to flaunt their happy marriages around even through their husbands cheat on them with werewolves and vampires. I was one of the Starr family witches not married yet which is a big thing since we are supposed to get married and have kids around this time. I’m not since I was promised to Viper, and it’s not even my choice. I’m not happy with someone like him since he cheats on me constantly talking about other girls being cute. He was only with me for the fact that our line is the last for the high witches. My mom sits on the high council a long with his parents, and we were promised at a young age, and I’m almost done with him. I don’t want to be promised to him at all. It’s not like I have a choice at all either unless I meet someone else who is higher up since they don’t want to see me struggle for a job even though I’m working on going to Witch School for college students since I’ve already graduated high school.

I want to help witches pick out the right spell ingredient for them, and talk to magical creatures in helping them out. As a future high council member I need to know about all the creatures here. The only thing I love is this apartment since it has a bedroom, bathroom, living room and kitchen. Even a library and an office. My way since I needed independence from her at this point. I can’t live with her since she is happy about the engagement. I’m not I brush out my black hair, and put eye shadow on my grey eyes making them pop. I put on jeans and a black t shirt, and then black boots. It was going to be a long day at this point, and I just want it to end. I have no hope of finding someone else unless I can somehow prove to my mom how horrible he is for me.
I need to for me since he is making me miserable. I got ready to go with my mom to our great Aunt Cindy’s house for the reunion. I drive to mom’s place after I’m done. Her house is a huge mansion, and I love it since I grew up there. Dad is away since he is a lawyer in the Luxor realm which is the one we live in. Mom is the head of the council since she is one of the highest witches of them all. She is in her office most of the time, and loves it when I interrupt her. I really need proof at this point to prove to her that he is not a good match for me. I want to be with someone who makes me happy, and not miserable. I’ve missed being happy with someone. I thought about this all day on the way to the place. I don’t have proof he is cheating on me yet. I still see all the signs. I did love him at one point, and it hurt since I tried to work things out with him, and I wanted it to last. It’s not going to if I keep seeing signs that he is not really mine.
I’m going to go with my mom and Viper is meeting me there since he had a sorcerer military thing to do. He is not going to come till later, but he is meeting me there and taking me home. Fun, and at this point oh well. I get there, and the car my mom drove is still in the driveway, and I park next to it. The mansion is all black, and looks like it’s a house from The Addams Family, and it even has the décor to match. She is probably dressed in her mortician dresses too that are long and black with eyeliner done. She is already pale with red lips and brown eyes. I went inside, and mom is in the living room already in her mortician style dress since she loves looking her best, and she loves to wear corsets too.
She smiled at me, “I see you made it, and thank god you are not late since we have to be there early. I hope you brought a bag to stay a few nights since I want to stay at the palace for a weekend.”
“I did and Viper is getting his own room right?” I asked her hoping to get a separate bedroom from him.
She looked at me like I was crazy, “Nope, you are sleeping together since you are engaged.”
“Okay, no problem.” I tell her since I don’t want to start an argument.
She has her stuff already in the living room and picks it up.
“Get your things and let’s get this show on the road.” She told me.
I nod hurry to my car, pop open the trunk, and then gather my things from my black overnight back. It’s been packed since last night. Mom put her stuff in the trunk, and I put my stuff in on top of it. She closed the trunk and I got in the passenger seat.
My smartphone beeped, and I knew it was Viper since I put a ring tone especially for him.
I swiped the screen to see what he said:
R U on UR way?
Yes, we are getting in the car now…
Good, I’ll be there soon. I love you…
Love you too…
I text back even though I knew I was lying. I’ll pretend to be his just for one time. Then I need to find a way to get out of this situation. I did love him, and I remembered when we met in high school. It’s was on the bus when I went to one of the schools for Witches, Wizards, Warlocks, and Sorcerers…It’s called Salem High School. Yes, it’s where we learned spells, incantations, rituals, and even how to use our powers. It’s our version of the high school diploma. I loved the fact that I was born a witch, and it’s better then anything I’ve imagined. I grew up on it and I’ve never looked back on it since. Mom is a witch and Dad is a sorcerer. They get along together and at times they don’t it all depends. So yes I’m part witch and part sorcerer which is pretty cool since I can do something witches can’t do. I can walk through walls and use telekinesis and talk to animals and creatures. I even have the ability to shape shift into a wolf. Hence why it makes me different from others, and when I told that to Viper he freaked out and told him to never tell it to me again. See why I need someone else? Even my best friend agreed with me. A dragon shifter named Alexia who I play Enchanted Forest with which is a role playing game I love to play. Too bad I had to leave the laptop at home.
I got in the car with mom and thankfully it isn’t a long ride and we get there in record amount of time. Quickly, and I get out of the car along with my mom who is named Sabrina. Our Aunt’s place is at the top of the hill, and a mansion is on it. Another ancestral Starr mansion, and I love the place too since it’s just as creepy as my moms. We get our stuff out of the car, and then head up the hill. I love to wear boots since it’s better then wearing heels. We walk up the walk way and mom goes right in through the door. She doesn’t knock since Aunt Cindy doesn’t mind us walking right in. The living room is all decked out for the holidays with gold and silver decorations, and a huge tree too. It’s pretty and there is even a fire going in the fire place.
Aunt Cindy is right there in one of her sparkling blue gowns and even her eye shadow is glittery blue matching her dark blue eyes and ice blonde hair like a modern day Cinderella. She is pretty and her mom was blonde and our entire family is blonde on dad’s side which makes her Dad’s sister and his name is Giles he is the blonde haired blued eyed one. I got more of Mom’s then dad’s. I still love them both anyway. Dad is going to join in later when he gets done with the client he is with. I see everyone there, and even Viper is there talking to one of my other relatives. I look down at the ring. A diamond on top and diamond along the sides leading to a point. It’s supposed to be a good thing instead it feels more like a prison sentence, and I see him checking his cell, and texting someone while smiling it’s not me though… I need to just get through the family thing and pretend like it’s not happening just for today. I go up and mingle with my family taking my time to talk to Uncle Dave and tell him about what’s going on. He is blonde haired and blue eyed on my dad side. Always has a smile on his face and definitely knew what was going on.
“So tell me about what you have been up to?” He asked me.
“Just helping mom with the Spell Shop, and I have not even touched on the wedding stuff yet…” I tell him honestly.
“Well, then I’d get to it have you set the date yet?”
“Well…”
“We have set it to a year from now since that is when I’ll be back from my Sorcery Air Stuff…Going to be gone for a while like some months, and I figured we can do it after I’m gone. Then settle down and have a few kids.” Viper said trying to act like nothing is going on. It has but I’ll let it slide since he is trying to act nice-nice. It’s all a show anyway…
“Yes, what he said then I’ll do the planning while he is gone.” I told Dave.
“Good I’m happy for you kids…” Then he left to mingle with someone else.
Viper turns to me, “I’m sorry okay…I don’t know what to say since I’m yours and no one else. No once is like you at all.”
A beep on his phone….He checks it and texts while smiling then puts it away…
“I swear that was a friend…”
“Okay, well we can pretend just for today since you obviously love that talking to others more then me.” I told him and he gives me hurt eyes…
“I love you and no one else. I’ll prove it to you by not answering my cell the entire time….” Then he pulled it out of his pocket and turned it off….
“Wow…impressive if only you did it all the time…” I told him.
The entire time he had it off, and we mingled with the family. I told them about the shop and my plans. That is it, and it was painful because I had to act like I was actually with him. It was hard since he was treating me the way I deserved to be treated. Dad came to join us, and we ate then enjoyed a vacation away from the shop. I will still remember it since it was the first time we acted like a couple. Still in the back of my mind I will prove he is not worthy of my love. The entire time I was talking to my family members I did enjoy the fact that the crazy witches in my family are all mine and no one else’s. I loved spending time with them, and I could not wait for next year, and hopefully I’ll be with the person of my dreams instead of a lie.
The end! But this story will continue in Fur and Fang of Love!

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Situations Retail Workers Have No Control Over!

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Retail Workers can’t control inventory, and they are only human after all….
Retail customers think workers have power over every aspect of the company, and the truth is they don’t have control over certain things at all. They don’t control the prices of an item, since it’s up to the company. If something rings up a different price then the one on the shelf, a customer might have moved the item to the wrong place. Or maybe an associate was setting something up and they forgot to change it.
Either way I’m sick and tired of customers saying I changed the price when all I did was ring up their item. I did not change it at all, and it’s up to the company, not the associates and if it’s an issue with the system, then that is different. If an item rings up higher than the clearance tag, then that isn’t an issue. And the prices vary per store because of inventory. One store can put an item on clearance, and the other store is full price because store wants the stuff to sell to make room for more stuff. It’s not hard to get that different stores carry different products. That is why we won’t carry the thing you are looking for that you found a few years ago. We don’t carry certain products that other stores do. I’m sick and tired of people saying that we got rid of something when it’s not my fault.
Retail workers don’t have control over policies either, and it gets annoying when people think we can break it just for them. It’s horrible for retail workers to be treated like dirt over policies their company has, and guess what? People try to get others to break it all the time. I can’t touch the products of another store if my store doesn’t carry it physically. I have had people bring in watches that my store doesn’t carry, and I can’t touch it at all. I’m not allowed too due to liability issues since if I break it the company has to pay for it. I’ve seen it happen all the time, and it’s company policy which is something I have no control over. Time and again people try to get me to work on it when we don’t carry it, and they use the excuse you did it last time. Or, they say they got it at the company when I know for a fact we don’t carry it. I’ve been working retail for 5 years, and I’ve seen it all.
Also when the register messes up the cashier or sales associate has to fix it, and the customers think we have control over it. They don’t. I can’t help it if the registers act up since it’s a machine, and not even my fault. Customers think it’s something I did, and they even try to help me with it like they know my job better than I do. Nope. I don’t want your help fixing the machine.
Cashiers/Sales Associates don’t have any control if your card gets declined, and it’s not our job to keep track of your money. I don’t care if you have enough money since it’s not my fault you didn’t check to see if you had enough for it to go through. Not my fault. Stop looking at me for every little thing with the register since I don’t know everything. Also if you think I know everything then stop treating me like I’m stupid.
Retail workers and sales associates have no control over merchandise. No, I don’t have the power to order items for you out of the cases unless they are personal orders. I won’t know what items come in till they come in. I don’t control how many products we receive either. If you want to get an item not in store then check online. The sales associate can only order special items not regular store inventory. We also can’t look up to see if another store has it.
Retail workers don’t control the weather so stop complaining about things being wet if it’s raining. We can’t give directions from our store to where you are at since it’s called google. We are not going to know what is around everywhere either. We don’t control your coupons being expired so don’t take it out on us since it’s not our fault you didn’t pay attention to the date. We can’t control your mood, and don’t take it out on us.
Store inventory is different for in store and online that it can take twenty-four hours for it to register. Again if it’s different for in store and online then it’s not our fault someone bought it, or put it on a random spot. Someone can actually have it in their baskets too. We don’t control items being out of stock either, and we know it’s popular but people buy stuff again not our control. We can’t help that someone bought your size since people buy stuff….
Some of these things are definitely out of a sales associates and cashiers control, and don’t take it out on them for it. It’s not their fault. They are only human after all, and yelling at them for things they can’t control is pointless since they can’t help it.

Lessons I’ve Learned In Retail

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Retail taught me a lot….
There are so many things I have learned while working retail. It’s not as easy as people think it is, and that is one of the things I thought when I first started. It’s not bad for a part time job, especially since you need something to build your resume. It’s something temporary to get you where you need to go. It can be the rest of your life if you enjoy it. However, it’s not for me permanently. I’m just using it to get through college. It teaches you how to deal with people, and problem solve since everything that goes wrong means it’s up to you to solve it. The customers treat you like you know everything, and at the same time they think you don’t know anything. The customer thinks the sales associate is supposed to wait hand and foot on them. It doesn’t mean that, but you have to act like it is.
Retail customers can also be pretty nasty to you just because they can, and in that case the customer is not always right. Retail gives you the ability to be in contact with other people, and to deal with many different personalities. Doing the same thing day after day though can get boring, and especially if you work there long enough then you have seen and heard it all. You have to learn how to multitask because you will be in charge of two departments at once, and sometimes even the customers expect you to wait on two at the same time. It sucks when they do that since it’s not easy to wait on two people at once, because you have to keep track of it. They also try to tell you how to do your job when they have never worked retail before. It teaches you to treat the person on the other side of the counter well since you know the struggle.
When you get hired, they never tell you that you will be in other areas, and that the managers can put you where ever they want to. You can be in one area, and then they will want you in another. The customers do have a habit of treating you like you are stupid sometimes, and when they have issues describing an item they will make it like you are stupid to them when they suck at describing it. It can be a very draining experience at times. Long hours for very little pay, and people who constantly run you ragged. It’s not for everyone either. It made me who I am though, and I’m an author so it helped me with my writing too.
I do recommend trying retail out when you are just getting experience so you will know what it’s like having a job. People are messy and they don’t clean up after themselves. They are so lazy they will put items in random spots, and then blame you for every little thing. It is a steady paycheck provided you don’t do anything stupid like steal or work off the clock. It gave me some people skills, and the ability to listen since people will tell you their stories. You also have the ability to act like you are listening when really your mind is somewhere else. Retail can be a source of entertainment too. Between the drama with the customers and managers it can be hilarious when they blow stuff out of proportion. It teaches you how to let stuff roll off you, and to let things go. If you stress about every little thing it can lead to high blood pressure. It did give me some lifelong friends, and people whom I love working with. There are good and bad points to every job since I love some of the customers that come through my line. You can always tell who works retail by the way they treat you. If they are nice then they understand what it’s like. It also teaches you how to keep calm in pressure situations, and I would not change it at all. It taught me a lot of valuable lessons I can use in other jobs, and I would recommend people to work retail just for the on the job experience. Even working in it full-time was eye opening since it allowed me to see it more in depth. I actually love the coworkers this time, and I get along with a lot of them. I love the people I work with now, and having good managers can make all the difference. I do suggest it’s a good starting job to have, and it will teach you a lot about working with the general public!

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