The Fireman Finds His Flame by Heather Horrocks

Author:Heather Horrocks [Horrocks, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic comedy, paranormal, vampires, werewolves, Witches, wizards, shifters, movies, fire, firefighter, swan maiden, dragon
Publisher: Word Garden Press
Published: 2017-02-22T23:00:00+00:00

Some Magic of Her Own

THIS IS MY DUE. FINALLY. I have worked all these years for this moment. My moment in the spotlight. Literally.

This coat has brought me youth and beauty. I grow more beautiful by the day.

As I leave the Moonchuckle Bay Studios with the cast after shooting, some of us go out to party.

Unfortunately, they all want to go to Fangs.

Where the Swan Maiden works.

I am, at first, nervous, but realize this is the perfect test of the warlock’s spell. If I can walk into the bar and the Swan doesn’t feel the coat, then I am safe. For at least five years. Enough time to make enough money in movies to be able to afford a hit man for the Swan. She will have to go in five years. Or maybe I can find another warlock to cast another spell. Divine would obviously not.

I wrap my outer coat — the one that goes over my feather coat that none can see — about me close. The day is cold, in the forties. I’ll be glad when spring comes.

I stand on the sidewalk with my new friends, pretty people making a Creature Feature, and lined up to work in the second romantic comedy in the new Love Bites line of Moonchuckle Bay Studios.

I am actually nervous. Me. Can you believe that?

But I realize that if the Swan senses the coat, I can just walk back out, as I did the other night, before she can get a lock on it.

I take a deep breath and follow my laughing friends into the bar side of Fangs.

I immediately search behind the bar. The Swan is there, working. I walk more slowly behind my friends to a table, and sit in a chair where I can keep my eye on her.

As the minutes pass, and she doesn’t react, I grow exultant.

She doesn’t even know that her coat is within twenty feet of her. She truly can’t feel the coat! I am safe! I laugh. The warlock had actually done it.

Though the Swan is smiling, she doesn’t look happy. I find I’m glad she is suffering. She deserves it for all the misery she has put me through these past thirty years. The relentless stalking she’s done.

Well, I want it to end. Now.

She still has one feather left that belongs on my coat.

I purchased arsenic. If the Swan dies now, I won’t even have to worry about her any longer. I actually mix a little in my drink without my friends noticing. I raise the glass to my lips and fake taking a drink, but I don’t drink.

Then I walk toward the bar, every step watchful of the Swan, ready to run to escape.

The large, hirsute owner of the establishment shuffles by and sniffs, muttering, “Swan. Mmm.”

A man steps in my path, a young cowboy. “Hello, pretty lady. How about a dance?”

I get a better idea. I look up at him and bat my eyes and he gives me a slow grin. “Sure, cowboy.

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