Bite, Blaze, and Enchantment

by Zara Zenia

  Bite, Blaze, and Enchantment

  A Reverse Harem Romance

  Zara Zenia

  Illustrated by

  Natasha Snow

  Edited by

  Elizabeth Lance

  Copyright © 2020 by Zara Zenia

  All rights reserved.

  Cover design by Natasha Snow Designs

  Edited by Elizabeth A Lance

  No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental. The characters are all productions of the authors’ imagination.

  Contents

  VIP Reader Club

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 46

  Epilogue

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  Chapter One

  Stephanie

  As I sit in my room, I'm not feeling myself. In fact, it's been a while since I've felt like anyone in particular; like a person at all. Lately, I'll admit that I have been starting to wonder if I was ever really meant to live on this planet. That line of thought might have been a little spurred on by my older cousin's outlandish claims. The ones about her going to another planet. It is all pure fantasy, of course. Still... I could not help but imagine what it might be like to be swept away to an alien world where things like magic seemed possible. Where I could forget about all the hurt and sadness that this world, planet Earth, the only world that has any life on it as far as I am concerned, has given me.

  I am lying in my bed with most of the lights off. Just a small lamp to light the room a little. It is late afternoon I think. Lately, I have been having trouble telling the difference between the times of day. That's what happens when you don't have any kind of sleep routine. When you don't really see the sun a whole lot.

  Then my solemn contemplation is cut short when I hear something in the other room. Mom's talking to a visitor. I get out of my twin bed, amble through the dim and dingy bedroom that's become my personally allocated prison. And I slowly open the door without making any sound. I can see my mother in the living room, seated on our three seater couch. Beside her is my older cousin, Katie. It's a shock to see her initially, since she has been away so much. I almost call out her name with excitement; it's rare that anything happens anymore that actually makes me feel elated. Or just feel anything at all.

  I will admit I am embarrassed just to watch the scene unfold. My own mother is making me seem like a lost cause, a charity case. Someone to take pity upon. Even worse, my cousin Katie is being thrown in the middle of a difficult situation.

  "You can't be serious..."

  It seems like the tenth time Katie has repeated the same thing. Not word for word, but with the exact same meaning. Like she was trying to get the same point across to my mother.

  Finally, she says, "Your daughter is not cut out to go to Etwan."

  Etwan? But that place isn't real. Why is Mom asking her to take me away to a made-up place?

  Mom looks crushed, her hope that I might somehow find happiness on the far away planet gone. But what if I can go there and live such a thrilling experience? Find love and more too – just like Katie idd? It doesn't seem like a bad idea really. Too bad it is just fantasy.

  "No..." Katie repeats, although hurt is evident in her voice as she says the words. Just as much as she could see the hurt on Mom’s face. "Etwan really is not the type of place for someone like your daughter. I'm so sorry. I just—"

  Before my cousin can finish her sentence, I cringe at what happens next. My own mother is down on her knees like a groveling beggar. "I know Stephanie is only nineteen. But you have to admit that going to that planet changed your life in so many ways. I can tell that you're thinking about it. You know it would be good for her, don't you? You're a good girl. Please don't let my daughter continue suffering for something she didn't do. Ever since her father's death—"

  "Mom, please!" I speak up finally. I've come out of my room, swung the door open in a huff. Immediately, I regret doing so. The move has left me out in the open, exposed. Two sets of eyes fix on me with judgment. I suddenly feel very unsafe and wish I was back in my cocoon in my bedroom, blanket wrapped around me, face nestled in the pillow. Head buried in so much proverbial sand to shield me from the harshness of reality. The shitty hand that life has dealt me.

  "Stephanie!" Mom exclaims, but not with a reprimanding tone. She seems overtly embarrassed. "I, I had no idea you were listening. I thought you were asleep."

  "So you just wanted to talk about me behind my back? Is that it? What on Earth are you talking about anyway? Sending me away to some far away planet like that isn’t crazy. It's not real." I now notice that I have stepped forward several paces, did so while I was ranting. My breathing is heavy and I'm finding it difficult to think clearly about what I want to say. What do I want to say? What is there to say?

  "I don't know what to say," Mom replies to me, rising from her knees to seat herself on the couch beside Katie. And then there is Katie, the poor girl, sitting and staring in bewilderment. Her eyes move between Mom and me. No doubt she thinks we've both gone off the deep end.

  "Please," Katie starts to say to my mom. Then she looks to me. "Stephanie, I know how this sounds. I never intended to make you do anything. I mean. I didn't—"

  "It's not your cousin's fault," my mom interjects to save Katie from having to explain. "I asked Katie here without her knowing what the visit was for. She was just coming to see us, to see you especially, to try to pick up your mood."

  I know I have been "moody" since Dad died. I still blame myself for what happened. If he had not been coming to pick me up from that party... he would still be alive. If I had not been too drunk to make my own way home like a responsible young adult, well he would still be here with us. It was all my fault.

  There is one thing I know for certain: I am not about to sit back and let my own fate be discussed around me without putting in my own opinions. I deserve to have a say just as much as anyone else. And I am not about to sit back and listen to such a painful past even be dredged up so casually
, let alone to use to guilt a family member. "Dad's death has nothing to do with Katie, or this crazy request for her to take me away to another planet."

  Mom stands and walks over to me. "Please don't take it that way, honey. You know I didn't mean to seem like I wanted to get rid of you. I want more than, this, for you," she says while gesturing around our simple but neat little home. "I want you to experience all the highs and lows life has to offer. Not just the lows..."

  "So that's what you think about my life?" I ask. I don't know why I have to be so argumentative about this. She's perfectly right and I am fully aware of the fact. I don't care though. I deserve to feel all the lows that life has to offer. I killed my own father, and I took away a loving husband from my mother. Now she's all alone. Alone even with me living here, since I am just a husk.

  While I deserve to be alone, Mom doesn't. Ever since the accident... well, I don't think I much need, or deserve, the company of others. Being by myself is just how I feel I should be.

  Katie takes a big breath, and something ignites in her eyes. There's a fire there I haven't seen before. "I know you and I haven't spoken since the accident. I want you to know that it wasn't my intention to break off contact between us. I haven't been around for a very good reason."

  "What, because you were off on some alien planet living a life of adventure? Is that what you want me to believe?"

  "Please, try to hear me out," Katie replies. She keeps her calm, expression neutral, eyes pleading, voice soft and lulling.

  It makes me feel pandered too, but I guess that's kind of what I want. Why else am I acting like a big child? "Fine," I say.

  "Alright," Katie continues. She's standing before me now and has taken my hands in her own. It reminds me of all the times we used to spend together as children. I always looked up to my older cousin. A warm wave flows through me thinking about those good times. Back when life was simpler, and a whole lot happier.

  I do want to believe. It feels so good to even think about it. No, no I can't. I break away from touching hands with my cousin and step away from her. Mom comes up beside us me. "Stephanie, you have to accept this one thing. I don't expect you to believe it's real. All I ask is for you to go with your cousin, please."

  "Katie doesn't want to take me anywhere," I say sadly. Looking at my cousin, I can tell my words have made her feel guilty.

  Mom looks like she's just about to start crying, she's so desperate. This is seriously starting to worry me. Then she walks forward, like taking one large lunge. I almost shudder visibly, not that she would ever raise a hand to me. It's just that my nerves are completely destroyed with this all-encompassing depression that's come over me. I feel like the last months of my life have been a dream. A bad dream at that.

  Then Mom puts Katie's hand in mind. "Please," Mom says. "Take her, Katie. She’s your cousin. You know this will help her to get her life back. To bring back the sweet, vibrant young woman we know and love."

  Katie seems to be struggling with what to do. I can see an inner turmoil in her expression as she almost visibly thinks about her next action. "Well, I guess we could go, for a little while at least. You are both my family and I love you." Katie takes a determined breath and moves closer to the door, leading me behind her. "Well, little cousin, you heard your mother. I can't really say no to family, can I? Not after a heart-felt request like that. Let’s go pack your bag."

  Chapter Two

  Stephanie

  As we head out the door a little bit later, I am still in a kind of shock. I don't really know where we're going. I assume we're just going to go for a drive or something, because how the hell would we be going to an alien planet!

  Mom calls out as we head out the door, "Oh, one more thing, Katie."

  "Yes, Aunt?" my cousin responds from the door, with me behind her.

  "Don't let anything bad happen to my daughter, please? I trust you. Bye, sweetheart, I’ll miss you both. Love you."

  "I promise I won't let anything bad happen to her, love you too!" Katie replies.

  Mom rushes over and gives me a kiss on my cheek then we're out the door.

  "Are you ready to go to Etwan?" Katie asks me as we head to her car.

  We sit there and I notice Mom watching from the still open doorway. I don't believe any of this is real. Part of me thinks I might still be alone in my bedroom. Sleeping during the day as usual, not going out or seeing friends. Not bothering to do anything with my life. I kind of start to wish this car really was a spaceship.

  "Isn’t that some made up place?" I ask. I remember how she used to have a really wild imagination. It was one thing that made playtime so much fun when we would play together as kids. "You know I'm too old to buy that kind of thing now, right? I'm nineteen, not five."

  "Oh, I know. We're both fully grown women now. I wouldn't try to pull one over on you," Katie tells me.

  She seems earnest enough, and I don't see why she would be trying to trick me. That's why I can't figure out what is going on. If it's a prank or something, then my own mother has to be in on it too. Maybe they've been planning some kind of surprise party for me. My birthday was months ago though.

  "Hmm, should I take her to Etwan, though? We could head to Desergan, but what would we do then?" she says to herself.

  It's like I'm not even there. That's when I start to worry that Katie might actually have lost her grip.

  "Well, where are we really going?" I finally say. "Are we going for a drive at least? Or did you just bring me out here to show me your car? I've seen cars before, you know?" I know I'm being a little rude, but I don't mean to offend her. I just don't have a lot of patience right now for this kind of messing around. My anxiety is working overtime and I'm paranoid about being the butt of some stupid joke.

  "Buckle up and you'll find out," my cousin replies with a sly smirk on her face. "I know you don't believe anything about other planets. I don't blame you. I wouldn't expect you to believe it. Not without seeing them for yourself."

  Then she reaches beneath the console of her car—a simple red hatch that is most certainly nothing like a spaceship—and presses a hidden button. With that, there is a low rumbling sound. A bunch of neon lights start to shine all around the car. Seeing my instantly shocked reaction, Katie laughs a little.

  "Don't worry, cuz, I did promise your mom I wouldn't let anything bad happen to you."

  "What is happening to your car? Do we need to get out? Is this thing going to ex—plode?" I begin to say that last word, only it comes out as a loud yell, like a fearful shout really, because, the car suddenly lifts off the road and begins to fly through the air. I can barely bring myself to open my eyes but do so long enough to see that the car has changed. Somehow it's turned into what I can only describe as a spaceship.

  "What is happening!" I scream out with terror. The exhilaration shooting through me is impossible to deny. But I am also flat-out afraid that I've either gone completely insane at last, or we’re going to for-sure die in some fiery crash.

  And then it all stops. The sky is no longer racing by. The city I call home, the buildings in the neighborhood, trees, clouds, the blue sky. Now there is nothing but the blackness of space and the great void of stars around us. "See, I wasn't lying," Katie says to me in a calm voice.

  "But— you— and— the..." I stutter. Now that we've stopped taking off, everything seems so peaceful. I take a moment to breathe slowly and recollect my nerves. "You could have warned me that was going to happen," I tell her.

  "Would you have believed me? 'Oh hey, by the way, this car's actually a spaceship. We're about to take off so hold on.' You would have just shaken your head and acted like I had a few screws loose." Katie tilted her head and looked at me for a second before bursting into a playful laugh. "See, just like that look on your face now. It's how you used to look at me when we were kids playing and I had some new scheme."

  "I do remember that," I told her.

  "Did I ever lead you astray when we were kids? I mean, apart fr
om maybe getting into a little trouble."

  I stop and think about it. "No, you never intentionally misled me. You were a really great big cousin."

  "Then I'm just going to ask you to trust me now, okay? If it turns out that I'm wrong about this place we're headed, you have every right to never trust me again. But if your mom's intuition about planet Etwan is right, it might be just what you need."

  "For what?” I ask with serious doubt in my heart.

  "To kick start your life again. You'll see, trust me." We travel for some time before finally coming to a stop. There is a strange red planet before us. It hangs before the black backdrop of space like it's just a model. It's strange how unreal it seems. I keep thinking that maybe none of this is real. I don't know how I'll possibly shake that nagging in the back of my mind.

  "Welcome to Etwan," Katie tells me. "I'm afraid that it's going to be a bumpy ride, just while we break through the atmosphere. Are you ready?"

  "Do I have a choice?" I reply sardonically. At least this is better than sleeping all day alone, I suppose.