The Prophetess 

Here is the unedited excerpt from my upcoming novel The Prophetess: 
I walk outside my office and stand against the wall in the hallway. Talia was speaking to the angel scum, telling him about my dislike for his kind. I make a mental note to fire her ass tomorrow. I quickly and quietly make my way back to the office. Since Ezekiel, I believe that was his name, was busy, I was going to make my escape.

 I begin shoving all my shit in my bag. I do a once over to make sure I have everything and prepare myself to leave until I hear my phone buzzing. Crap. I try to dig my phone out my bag but can’t. I throw it on the ground, and get on my knees, looking through it. Fuck. Where was it? I did not have the time to do this right now. Talia would run out of stuff to say to the angel any second now, and he would probably barge his way back here. 

I flip my purse over, emptying its contents on the floor and find no phone, but an old crumpled condom wrapper. When I needed that two years ago, I couldn’t find it. Oh, the irony. I kick it across the room. I frantically start to search the room for my phone and find it on my desk. Yes! I grab it, check the caller ID, one missed call from mom. I’ll speak to her after I make my escape. I quickly scoop the contents on the floor in my bag. 

I swing the bag over my shoulder, cut the light off, close the door, and tiptoe out the back entrance. 

I’m celebrating as I notice my car down the street, a couple more steps, and I’ll be gone. I refrain myself from doing a victory dance. 

“I had a feeling you would do this,” Crap I was so close. I continue walking. “I know you can hear me, woman.” Woman? Was he serious, I knew he knows my name. God, sent him to me. 

“My name is Isabelle, fucktard.” I continue walking but stop when I feel an iron like grip on my arm. “I will pepper spray you.”

“You can but it won’t do you any good,” He keeps his hold on my arm and walks in front of me. I look to the left, to the right, at the ant on the floor, everywhere but at him. “Listen I’ve been waiting to speak with you all day, you will hear me out.” You would think he would release his hold on me, but he doesn’t. “Can you look at me when I’m speaking to you?” 

“Sorry, my eyes do not look at fucktards who leave bruises on women’s arm,” He makes a noise then release me. I back up giving us some space and lean against the wall. I look up at him, not really looking at him but through him. “Listen I know why you’re here-”


“I’m the prophet. I know you want me to stop the uprising of the demon named Moloch, and I am working on that. So go back to Heaven and tell God, that it’s fucking handle.”

“We are suppose to work together,” I smack my lips.

“No, wrong prophet Angel. Go ahead and-”

“You. Do. Not. Understand.,” He says. “We are supposed to work together if we-”

“If it isn’t the prophet,” I turn my attention behind me and see a vampire. Great because my night didn’t suck enough. I watch him as he staggers toward me. Of course, he couldn’t be sober at the moment, that would have been too easy. “You remember me.” He slurs. “U told me I’d had to pay double for you to help find my girl,” I remember him, and it was nothing personal to him. Although the vampires I dealt with in the past were very volatile, so I made sure to charge double than what I usually did.

“I’m sorry but I don’t know what you’re speaking about,” I tell him.


“Listen vampire,” Ezekiel says. “I was here first and I waited all day to speak to her, so you will wait.” He turns to glare at him. “Quietly.”

“Is she your bitch?” He asks Ezekiel.

“Excuse me?!” I question. What type of misogynistic question was that?


One Percent Part 2

Part 2
I continue looking at him as he finally takes off his drawers and is now butt naked.
“For some odd reason, you are not as mad as I expected you to be. Why?” Kairo ask.
I shrug my shoulders, pretending not to know when I did. I already knew Jayden was cheating on me, anyone with eyes could see that. Hell, we were both cheating.
“Is this common for humans, to be unfaithful to one another? That cannot be healthy mentally or physically.” I pretend to ignore him, so he pinches me, actually, pinches me. “It would do you well to answer me human,” Kairo says. Or what, I say to myself. He narrows his eyes at me. I narrow my eyes in response. I was not going to back down, not now. He’s been treating me like crap, for two weeks now. I would not continue to be treated like this, darn it. So we stare each other down. We stare at each other for what felt like forever but was only a couple of minutes.

I feel my eyes begin to water and suddenly my right eye starts to itch. The pressure becomes too much, and I give in.
“Crap,” I scream, and he smirks.
“So do tell me why you do not care about the coward cheating on you,” Kairo ask.
“Well because he’s not the one I’m supposed to be with,” I tell him.
“What?” I look up to Kairo; he has a confused expression on his face. Ha, I finally know something he doesn’t. Now it’s my turn to laugh.
“So I went to a psychic, and she told me, that he was not my soul mate.” I look at Kairo again, who gives me a continue expression. “She said my soul mate would reveal himself in 2017.”
“Humans masquerading to be something there not.” I scoff.
“It’s true; the psychic predicted my best friend losing her mother and predicted my other friend having a baby.”
“Humans. Do. Not. Possess. The. Ability. To. Foresee. Anything.” He stresses. “Period.”
“Yes we do, and she’s never been wrong,” I reply.
“Just because she has never been inaccurate does not make her a psychic, it just means she’s very observant and very lucky.” I shake my head. He had no clue. I bet if the psychic were mixed with Elf, he would believe it more.
“I definitely would not. Elves do not possess the ability to do something so weak.” I laugh.
“Sounds like someone is jealous because their race cannot foresee the future.”
“Jealous, jealous? I do not care one way or another.” He turns, looks away then glances back at me. “Fortunetellers or weak, useless and ignorant to the world around them.” Well dang someone was a little butt hurt. He glares at me but quickly turns his attention. I open my mouth to antagonize him more but shut it close when I hear screaming. We turn our attention to the house in the middle of the forest. I see Jayden butt naked running away from the house screaming, help.

One Percent Short Story

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Part 1 of the Short Story.
I didn’t understand why we were in the forest at eight pm. I didn’t understand why Kairo couldn’t do this alone.
It made zero sense, and I was mad as hell. The insects and the constant branch hitting me in my face only fueled my anger. I swat another ant, mosquito or whatever in God’s name it was.
“If you had sprayed the insect repellent on as I instructed you, you would not be hitting yourself,” Kairo says.
I refuse to spray that strong smelling crap on me. It stays on your skin for days’ even after you exfoliate. Kairo stops and stares at me.
“Sorry did you say something,” Kairo ask when he knew I did.
He could read my mind. I swallow, this man was not human like me, well like I was a week ago. He was an elf, hundred percent elf and he didn’t look like the damn elf who made the cookies. No, he looks dangerous, and of course, he was hot and had the nastiest attitude. I was holding my tongue because I knew he could kill me.
“That is incorrect; I would never kill you,” Kairo stops and looks at me again. “Regardless of how annoying you are.” Well, that was good to know. However, if he didn’t kill me, this damn forest would.
“Please stop the dramatics. I may not be allowed to kill you, but I could easily render you unconscious or punch you if I so desired,” Heartless elf.
We finally stop, and the Elf bends down and begins pulling out a pair of binoculars and a blanket.
“Sit,” He tells, not ask me. I sit down. “I can’t leave you unattended for a moment without you getting into trouble.”
Hey, it wasn’t my fault that every damn supernatural creature knew I had a drop of fairy blood in me thus making me a fairy.
“They wouldn’t know if you wore the charm I brought,” Kairo replies reading my mind once again. As if I would wear something that hideous, besides the smell, gave me a headache.
“Stop talking,” He barks. He looks through the binoculars at something. I look outward and notice a damn cottage. Who puts a cottage in the middle of a forest?
“Why are we out here and what are you looking at?” I ask. He stays quiet for a long moment before he speaks.
“There is a list of people who want you dead, and my brothers in arms and I cannot figure out why.” I wait for him to continue. “I received a tip, the cottage I’m looking at now, a woman owns it, an elf woman. She is the sister of the brother who is paying people to kill you.”
The sister of the brother huh. I laugh at the thought of that.
“Why do you laugh?” Kairo ask.
“Well because your little stakeout depends on the sister squealing on her brother, which is something I don’t think she’ll do.”
“The supernatural world is much different from the human world. We hate our siblings, we see them as competition only. In essence, we want them dead,” Kairo replies. I sigh.
“Yea I get that, but do you think she’ll tell on her brother and give you the pleasure of killing him. I’m pretty sure she’ll want to do that herself,” Which I could understand, my brother makes me want to kill him every Tuesday, but I would never squeal on him. Blood is thicker than water, and that was my motto.
“Blood is thicker than water, what a silly notion,” Kairo repeats. There wasn’t a point arguing with him, so I kept quiet. “Yes, that is best.” I give him the finger. He ignores me.
We sat out there for thirty minutes.
“You have a human boyfriend, right,” Kairo asks me. I reply back in my mind. I was so ready to be done with this. “Medium height, red and black Mohawk hair, wearing a Cowboy jacket and Jordan shoes.” I shrug my shoulders, of course, he knew how he looked, he met him before.
“What does this have to do with anything?” I ask.
“I think he’s about to have sexual relations with the sister of the brother who’s trying to kill you.” I quickly snatch the binoculars from his hand. “There upside down.” I switch them right side up. As I peer through the binoculars, I see her naked butt and oh what a nice butt it is, one Kim Kardashian would kill for. Then I see Jaylin, trying to take off his drawers but can’t.