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anything but average. Suffering from frequent headaches and vivid daydreams,
her oddities mask a secret hidden deep within her mind—one that could defeat
even the cleverest of psychics.
visiting the hypnotic show, she meets a seer who warns her of a gruesome future
and urges her to stay away. But soon, Caitlyn finds herself ensnared in the
show and the Ringmaster himself.
searching for, the Ringmaster is determined to claim them as his own. Trapped
within the circus and the Ringmaster’s devious grip, Caitlyn realizes that to
escape the seer’s foretold fate, her only choice is to fight. Banding together
with Bevier, an imprisoned psychic, Meg, an eccentric seamstress, and Daniel, a
handsome magician, Caitlyn falls into the Psychic Realm to thwart the
Ringmaster and stop the show before they succumb to his control and are trapped
forever in his spectacle of souls.
They were close enough that she could practically reach out and grasp whoever
walked on to perform, yet far enough away to feel as though she couldn’t. It
was an odd feeling of being close, far, high, and low it made her head spin
with the gentle beat of music surrounding her.
tasted like ripe cherries—not tart like the ones used in pies, but the juicy
and deep ones that leave behind stains on your fingers.
a blood red suit, walked onto the stage. Cheers rang from the audience as he
bowed multiple times, his arms outstretched toward the crowd.
for our show. We hope you brought your appetite, for tonight we have a
thrilling routine that will surely delight, and leave you feeling anything but
uptight.” He paused as the audience tittered. Caitlyn smiled at the continuous
bad rhymes.
filled with amber liquid. One by one, the audience raised their glasses to the
stage. Caitlyn and Vanessa mimicked their spirit.
every light snapped off leaving them in utter darkness. Caitlyn felt her body
tense as a sudden fear tickled the back of her skull. She had never been afraid
of the dark before but her hand shook, and she found herself searching for a
ping of light—anything to give her a sense of grounding as she felt herself drowning
in blackness. An image began to form within her vision but a gong rang out
pulling her back to the show. With a whispering whoosh, all
their raised glasses caught fire creating small torches that lit the arena like
fireflies.
to burn in thick flames; yet, no heat cast itself into the audience.
both slender and tall, moving with the blaze. Drifting back toward their
escape, the flames rolled flat, lashing out at the dancers who now stood
center.
female figure stood. Glitter dotted her body, covering her nipples enough to be
censored, and her long obsidian hair pulled tight against her angelic face. As
she moved, the braid twisted around her body like a snake. Her arms, laced with
gold bracelets, moved gracefully with the flames while her bare feet padded
against the flame ridden stage. She flipped, tumbled, and spun around, while
fire danced up and down her body, licking at any exposed skin.
to the imagination—cartwheeled and carried her from one end of the stage to the
next. As he lifted her into the air—throwing her high above the stage—his slick
skin tightened and contracted, allowing the audience to swoon at his perfectly
toned body that even Hercules would be envious of. Flames danced up and down
his body, wrapping themselves around his bald head, and obeyed his every
command.
actually getting warmer. She slid her finger through the flame, feeling it’s
cool burn.
fire god.”
drop. Her entire body shivered and without thinking, she shouted “another” as
Ian passed. Handing her two more shots, she toasted Vanessa and downed another
liquid cold fire that left a numbness in her mouth, but a fire in her belly.
fire, transforming it into snake-like creatures that struck out at the audience
making them gasp for more. They danced together, as if competing for their
lives among the flames and grasped the other in places that made Caitlyn blush,
blowing flames instead of kisses onto their bodies. Just as the Ringmaster had
said, it was turning from chaotic to slightly erotic, and yet, Caitlyn couldn’t
look away.
envelop them. It clung to their bodies and receded, leaving only the female
dancer behind who now appeared wearing a tiny red sequined top hat and leotard
with a severe neckline. She curtsied to the audience as a thick rope fell from
the ceiling which she pulled gently. Nothing happened.
Waving him up, he climbed onto the stage attempting to avoid any lingering
flames.
jerked it once, and still, nothing happened. The fire dancer made a sad face,
and the audience booed.
everyone, cheer him on!”
needed and watched as he put all his weight into it. Suddenly, an echoing rip rang
through the audience and the cord fell. In a slow motion blur, the ceiling
began to catch fire and spread quickly, leaving behind the twinkling night sky,
filled with shooting stars.
audience. A piece landed on her arm. It was cool, like a drop of rain, and left
behind a shimmering hue on her skin as she brushed it off.
freed from a blockage. The falling stars turned into fireballs, colliding with
the ground while the audience sat in their glow, gasping and holding their
breath and as the final flame reached the platform and died out, a murmur
started in the audience.
stardust.
a serene pond.
Vanessa gripped Caitlyn’s hand as the stage exploded, covering everyone in
stardust.
tickling their skin.
His bedazzled suit threw speckled light off him like a disco ball, bouncing
from side to side. Removing his top hat, he bowed to the audience. They
clapped, standing in ovation at the magic before them.
smile pulling into a wide stage grin.
control.” He stopped as the crowd gasped then replaced his top hat. “With the
clap of my hands, everything you thought you saw will vanish,” he said,
lowering his voice. Daniel lifted his hands and clapped.
original, stardust-less arena. No flames coated the stage, nothing glistened in
the moonlight above them, and the big top had not exploded into the
night—everything sat untouched.
audience.
pull out what’s in there. Oh, no. You don’t have a pocket?” He pointed to a
woman who wore a slinky blue dress.
“See if—Oh, see, there it is!” He laughed. “Everyone please, pull out the card
and raise them high.”
out, she saw she held the two of hearts and lifted it high into the air.
her, waiting to see what she would do. Vanessa sat at the edge of her seat, her
arm up straight.
of her seat.
That’s me! I never win anything.” She squeezed Caitlyn’s arm before bounding
down to the stage.
picturesque state of Washington, Jessica Julien is the marketing director of a
boutique publishing company, a stay at home mom, wife, and wanderluster. When
not drafting marketing plans or doing laundry, she spends her time writing
young adult and new adult novels focused on the paranormal and supernatural
inspired by her love of all things dark and twisty. With her vivacious
imagination, witty personality, and ability to bring sarcasm to a new level
Jessica creates unique worlds and characters that readers can’t help but hate
to love and love to hate.
snuggling under a blanket with a good book. When the weather is right she hops
in the car with her husband, son, and dogs to road trip across the country
where she delights in eating red vines, drinking iced lattes, and singing
loudly in the passenger seat.
from all people if possible…but she won’t tell you that because her bio is
already TOO LONG so find her on social media to learn more…
Jessica Julien loves coffee so much she mentioned it twice, it does not mean
she has a problem. She can stop anytime she wants (*whispers) she doesn’t want
to!
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