Main Street Novels & Stories

It was time to tell him my terrible secret that I even kept from Sebastion. The grass crunched under our feet as we approached a large, and disfigured barn. It sat in the middle of a meadow well over run with weeds and tall grass. The roof caved in the middle, making a giant hole. The windows had long since shattered, only leaving a frame in it's place. Crows cawed loudly and took off in a flash, dozens screeching as we approached. We where well outside the village limits. No one would be here unless they where absolutely spying on us.

TEN My little rant ruined the mood for a good thirty minutes or so. We wandered silently up and down Main Street, looking for somewhere to blow an hour or two. Nothing really caught our interest until we hit The General Store. Yep. It really was named that. It pretty much had everything you needed for just about any occasion: hardware, housewares, linen, toys and books. After wandering our way through the store, using our mutual silence to heal the sores my little outburst had opened, we eventually made our way to its bookstore out back.

"Nothing mam. Some wild animals. They have been here for thousands of years." "Oh. I see. I have just heard stories during my childhood. It's been thirteen long years since I haven't visited my hometown." She tried to normalize the situation knowing that something was off. "Thirteen is an unlucky number. But never mind, you are always welcome in your hometown." The driver passed a genuine smile while driving as fast as she could. After half an hour or so the cab arrived at her doorstep. Paying him the exact fare she took her luggage and placed it in front of the main door.

If he stopped working for Blair, he would lose his main source of income. "I know what you are thinking about." She touched his arm to make him look at her. "I have signed up on a babysitting website and I have already gotten some gigs. Also, a branch of Carry's bar has opened on the upper side of the city. They need bartenders, you can apply there." Carry's was huge chain of bars and casinos popular throughout the nation. They were a big name. The upper side of the city was the area of the rich. Working there, he would definitely make good money.

I replied with a roll of my eyes. Alpha Cadell held a ball in his very fancy, and extremely huge, mansion. He said it was a celebration for his arrival at the new town. I was sure it wasn't only that. "Just keep your manners. We will be in and out before you even know it." Morgana stressed, and nodded her head at some woman with a winged face mask. Did I mention that this is a masquerade? We live in Midwick, Virginia. A very small and very beautiful town, which one would feel was built right in the middle of the woods.

The next day, Amerie drove the twenty minutes into town to pick up some groceries and explore the shops in the town square. The small town of Luna Park was even more magical in person than it had seemed in the pictures online. It looked like a post card with its white and brick buildings with dark brown roofs against the tall mountains and blue sky. Yellow flower bushes were scattered on street corners and the yellow and orange fall leaves of the Aspen trees lined the roads. The Main Street had lights strung overhead along with a pumpkin themed banner proclaiming the approaching Fall Fest in three weeks.

Trent pulled into the driveway. When he stopped the car he leaned forward to peer out of the windshield at the house before him. It was a barge brick building home that screamed money in a rustic, southern way. His stomach twisted nervously. One thing Trent had to admit about dating Mel is the number of nervous moments he was experiencing. Blowing out a breath, Trent got out of the car. He didn’t even know why he was nervous. After everything, why should meeting Mel’s family be so nerve-wracking?

White paneling, blue wooden doors, not a large front porch, a white wooden fence with the exit directly to the street. The street was calm, I could tell this was a family-friendly neighborhood, with houses built one next to another, some were old, some fairly new, and in front of each house there was light. I could also tell this is not middle-class, this was middle and below. It was a lot different than my previous neighborhood, big fences, security guards, fancy cars, private police patrolling, shaking my head, I entered the house. The front porch light was on,and it shined through the windows so I could see where the light was in the house. As I entered I started to look around, on the

American Pie, Schitt's Creek, Best in Show. "American Pie guy isn't American?" He looks at me confused before Fiona leaps on his back with the royal crown on her head. It's too big for her. "This is a comedy within itself." I tease. "Oh shut up brother. Go back to your lame couch and pick out something that doesn't make me want to kill myself." "Fine." I know we are all trying to distract ourselves until we hear from the Fae's about Evelyn. For once I pray to the Moon Goddess to energize her, heal her, and protect her. Even if that means from me.

'Mas Suma, you owe me! ***