From The Garden of Abracadabra

I pull off the shoulder of the on-ramp and ease Hi-Ho Silver up to the metering light. The light flashes green and we’re off, speeding westbound on I-80, merging between a FedEx truck and a VW bug the color of a candy apple.

Fields of parched olive trees sprawl from the shoulders of the road all the way to the horizon in every direction. The sweltering sun bleaches the sky a shimmering silver.

I’ve pulled my russet thatch into a turquoise-beaded scrunchie and pulled the ponytail through a second time. But my makeshift chignon scarcely cools me. The chain with my Eye of Horus traces a hot silver trail around my neck, the amulet smoldering in the hollow of my throat. Silver rings on every finger, silver bangles stacked on wrists, and a silver ankle bracelet burn bands of heat where metal meets flesh. Sweat slicks my skin beneath a turquoise tank top and trickles between my breasts. Below the denim short shorts, my dancer’s thighs just about melt in the leather bucket seat. Only my feet in strappy Isis sandals aren’t grilled Abby.

“Where you headed, dear Abby?”

“Same town as you. I just got accepted by the Berkeley College of Magical Arts and Crafts.”

“Hey, congrats.”

“Thanks. And I’m interviewing for a job on campus that sounds too good to be true. It’s not a sure thing, not by a long shot, but if everything works out? I can pay the tuition and start my first class tomorrow. I’m all fired up.”

I am more than all fired up, I am smokin’. I need that first class, need all the classes that will follow. I need guidance. I need instruction. My survival depends on learning to master my power.

So my mother told me on her deathbed, only days ago. Days ago? Try a lifetime ago. She told me other things, too, secrets I’d never known my whole life. Family secrets. Terrible secrets, shocking and strange.

“I wish I could go to magic school, but I can’t afford it.”

“I can’t afford not to.” It’s been good packing up my life. Good leaving my hometown behind. I’ve had no time for tears, for grieving. I glance at him, to find his sly blue eyes trained on me. “You’ve got some handshake yourself. A magician’s handshake. If you don’t mind my saying so, Brand, you’ve got a lot of power.”

He laughs his comradely laugh. “Nah, just a touch. Not enough to leap over tall buildings or stop a speeding bullet. I’ve never had any schooling, not like what you’re going to get. But it’s true, I’ve had to keep secrets. Even a touch of power can be a tricky thing. Especially when you’ve hooked up with someone who hasn’t got any.”

This rings a bell. A big, big bell. “Tell me?”

“This friend is putting me up till I find a place of my own. A girlfriend once, serious shit for a while, but we just couldn’t make it work. She accused me of holding something back, and she was right. I couldn’t share my power with her, and she had no power of her own to share with me.”

“She figured out you’ve got power?”

“She saw enough of me in action. It drove her nuts.”

“Huh. Well, something sure was missing between me and Daniel.” I’d be lying if I didn’t admit I’ve missed Daniel Stern since the day I broke off our engagement. I miss the way he sweetly kneaded the knots out of my shoulders. I miss a whole lot more than that. Once I thought the heat between us would be enough to sustain a marriage. “Something I knew would always be missing. Something I didn’t ever dare talk about. Not with him.”

“The magic.”

“The magic, yeah.”

“Then here’s to magic, dear Abby.” He boldly reaches over the gearshift for another handshake.

From The Garden of Abracadabra

Copyright © 2012 by Lisa Mason

The Garden of Abracadabra, Volume 1 of the Abracadabra Series (Bast Books)is on Nook and Kindle with a print edition planned for late 2013.

 “So refreshing. . . .This is Stephanie Plum in the world of Harry Potter”

This just in from Goodreads! Alan writes: “I loved the writing style and am hungry for more.:D”
Fun and Enjoyable Urban Fantasy January 12, 2012
By D. Pflaster
Format:Kindle Edition|Amazon Verified Purchase
This is a very entertaining novel- sort of a down-to-earth Harry Potter with a modern adult woman in the lead. Even as Abby has to deal with mundane concerns like college and running the apartment complex she works at, she is surrounded by supernatural elements and mysteries that she is more than capable of taking on. Although this book is just the first in a series, it ties up the first “episode” while still leaving some story threads for upcoming books. I’m looking forward to finding out more.

New! On a budget these days? Who isn’t!

The Garden of Abracadabra, Volume 1 of the Abracadabra Series is also available as The Garden of Abracadabra Trilogy so you can read the Omnibus Edition at your leisure in affordable installments.

In Book I, Life’s Journey, Abby arrives in Berkeley, filled with hope and promise, hoping to land a new job and start magic college, when she stumbles upon a supernatural multiple murder scene. On Nook and Kindle.

In Book 2, In Dark Woods, Abby is drawn into a dangerous murder investigation and torn between three men, Daniel Stern, her ex-fiance, Jack Kovac, an enigmatic FBI agent, and Prince Lastor, a potent supernatural man who lives in the penthouse. On Nook and Kindle.

In Book 3: The Right Road,Abby uncovers ancient supernatural secrets behind the murders and faces dangers and challenges ahead. On Nook and Kindle.

From the author of Summer of Love, A Time Travel (a Philip K. Dick Award finalist and San Francisco Chronicle Recommended Book) on Nook and Kindle, and The Gilded Age, A Time Travel (a New York Times Notable Book and New York Public Library Recommended Book) on Kindle and Nook.

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