{"id":70,"date":"2013-09-12T13:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-09-12T13:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bestfantasynovel.com\/2013\/09\/12\/witch-magic-the-cindy-chronicles-1-by-rashelle-workman\/"},"modified":"2013-09-12T13:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-09-12T13:00:00","slug":"witch-magic-the-cindy-chronicles-1-by-rashelle-workman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/taramayastales.com\/bestfantasynovel\/2013\/09\/12\/witch-magic-the-cindy-chronicles-1-by-rashelle-workman\/","title":{"rendered":"Witch Magic (The Cindy Chronicles #1) by RaShelle Workman"},"content":{"rendered":"
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From a seemingly insignificant word comes the most magical of fairytales.<\/b><\/i><\/p>\n

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Life sucks.<\/p>\n

Possessing magic sucks.<\/p>\n

What doesn\u2019t suck? Fashion, Cindy’s boyfriend Gabe, and her best friend, Snow White.<\/p>\n

Cindy (Cinderella\u2026shhh, don\u2019t tell) was born a witch. It\u2019s part of who she is. But there\u2019s more to her than that. She loves deeply. And has a big heart. She\u2019d do anything for those she cares about, including risk her own life to save theirs.<\/p>\n

When her fairy godmother demands she leave Salem, Massachusetts and return to the land she was born to rule, she has two options. Tell her fairy godmother no, and seal a death sentence on complete strangers. Or, leave all she\u2019s ever known behind, including the love of her life, for an unknown land she\u2019s fated to save.<\/p>\n

So, yeah, life sucks.<\/p>\n

But Cindy is determined to change that.<\/p>\n

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If the world was created with a bang, then magic began with a whisper.<\/p>\n

The utterance of one word.<\/p>\n

Bloomous.<\/p>\n

That single declaration, articulated softly, started it all.<\/p>\n

Bloomous.
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It\u2019s the reason I\u2019m bound to a stake, fire licking at the tips of my shoes.<\/p>\n

Know this. I didn\u2019t ask to be a witch. Up until three years ago I had no idea witches really existed. Turns out they do, and I am one. And that\u2019s not even the weirdest part of my story.<\/p>\n

It all began with my best friend, Snow White. A Hunter bit her a few years ago. She was transformed into a revenant and finally became a vampire\u2014the Vampire. Those events changed the course of not only her life, but mine as well.<\/p>\n

Before her fateful night and consequentially mine, my life consisted of hanging out, working at a local Italian restaurant, shopping, boys, and more shopping.<\/p>\n

No more though. Not since I went to Mizu to save Snow\u2019s mother, Ariel, and had a vision\u2026 or a dream\u2026 or whatever you want to call it. In the dream, my \u201cFairy Godmother\u201d told me about Polonias, a land I knew nothing about.<\/p>\n

Now I\u2019m in said land, framed by the vile sorceress Mizrabel for crimes I didn\u2019t commit. Bound by enchanted chords and condemned to a fate there\u2019s no escaping.<\/p>\n

\u201cCinderella, by issue of King Loyalor, supreme ruler over the land of Polonias, you are hereby sentenced to burn at the stake until such time as you are dead.\u201d The bulky guard reads from an unrolled parchment, his beefy fingers gripping it steadily. He glances at me. And through the billowing smoke, I hold his gaze. He clears his throat. \u201cDo you have anything to say for yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n

Only one word pops into my head. \u201cMerde.\u201d A curse word in French. One of my favorites. Truthfully the one I remember most often.<\/p>\n

The man rolls his eyes along with the parchment and steps off the podium into the noisy crowd.<\/p>\n

Some of the people are crying. Okay, one person is crying: my Fairy Godmother. Beside her, dabbing her bright lavender eyes with a hanky is my friend Violet. She\u2019s a talking cat, specifically a talking spotted leopard. Yeah, I know. Bizarre. But it\u2019s a fact.<\/p>\n

Next to her are two oversized brown bunnies with white ears. Each stands two-and-a-half feet tall. They also talk and spend some of their time as one five-foot-tall woodland fairy thanks to a spell gone wrong. At the moment they\u2019re holding each other, bawling enthusiastically.<\/p>\n

Seeing them here, knowing they care, lifts my spirits. A little.<\/p>\n

The one person I wish was here isn\u2019t and it breaks my heart. His name is Leo. He\u2019s the king\u2019s son. I\u2019ll admit I have feelings for him, but never to his too-perfect face.<\/p>\n

Everyone else, including the fairies, the water sprites, and the gnomes, is screaming obscenities and throwing rotten fruit. At me. A tomato smacks me in the forehead and its juices leak into my eyes.<\/p>\n

Not my finest hour.<\/p>\n

At least I look gorgeous. Or I did, before the dumb guard lit the wood piled around my feet on fire with that stinking magical word. Bloomous.<\/p>\n

My Fairy Godmother, Quilla Templeton, created a strapless blue gown. The bodice fits perfect, and the gauzy skirts float around me like cotton candy. I magicked my favorite shoes, Manolo Blahniks, to Polonias so I could wear them with the dress. They match perfectly. I look perfect. Magnificent, in fact. Ready to go to a ball fit for a princess.<\/p>\n

At least I did. Leo was supposed to ask me something. I think I know what. Or I thought I did. Now I\u2019m not so sure.<\/p>\n

I never made it. And I haven\u2019t seen Leo since yesterday.<\/p>\n

\u201cUgh,\u201d I groan, searching beyond the upset crowd to the land beyond. Smoke washes out the landscape, but not enough to hide the colorful loveliness.<\/p>\n

I\u2019m a little afraid. I\u2019m not ready to die. But I don\u2019t see a way out of my situation.<\/p>\n

Closing my eyes, I steady myself. If this is how it must end, then I\u2019ll go gracefully. Frightened butterflies dance in my belly. Memories\u2014some recent and some from long ago\u2014careen across my mind. And I wonder if I could\u2019ve done anything differently, something to prevent my demise. But as with any horrific event, my predicament is the culmination of many choices, each one pressing me forward to this fateful moment.<\/p>\n

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