Note: All right guys, I've been informed that I have also used some quotes
from the movie Notting Hill besides the fact that half of my idea came from
the movie. People got kind of ticked about that because I hadn't mentioned
using them in the spoilers or disclaimers, which I have added now by the
way. I didn't know that I had used quotes; I was pretty much dead set on it
that I absolutely hadn't when I found that people were complaining about,
that I had just used the love, meeting etc.idea of Notting Hill. Anyhow
what I did was re-read over the story a couple of times and I still
couldn't find a quote from the movie, so then I got into my car drove to
the video store, it was in thank goodness, and re-rented it again. After I
watched the movie for a second time I realized that I had written some
things that were similar to the movie's dialogue. I'm sorry that I hadn't
realized it! When Red had e-mailed me telling me about my story being
talked about in some forums, I was like 'what forums?' I had no idea what
forums Red was talking about so I looked for them, found them, read them,
and I'm sorry Mephistopheles and mysteriousmrme that you feel my story was
a rip off. You guys probably shouldn't read my other stories, considering I
kind of ripped off L.J. Smith as well! Again sorry~ Sage
Title: Witch Craze: Nick's Story
Author: Sage
Rating: R-15+ or more
Warning: Sex talk/no real NC-17 though
Spoilers: The European Witch-Craze of the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries and the materials that the accused were tortured with. The Secret Circle with the main idea of the story following the plot of Notting Hill. Also I've used a few similar quotes in the story that belong to the movie Notting Hill. So basically it's like Notting Hill, except with the witch thing!
Disclaimers: The Secret Circle Characters belong to L.J. Smith! Lilith the demoness and seductress belong to herself. Maeve the goddess of war belongs to herself. My characters are Lana Rhodes and Giolla Zytka. Animals include: An all black kitten named Sabbath (Sabby for short) and a white wolf/dog named Sabre. The European Witch-Craze of the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries and the materials that the accused were tortured with. The Secret Circle with the main idea of the story following the plot of Notting Hill. Also I've used a few similar quotes in the story that belong to the movie Notting Hill. So basically it's like Notting Hill, except with the witch thing!
Summary: Lana Rhodes is famous to everyone in the world, but to herself she's just a girl wanting a boy to love her, waiting for that boy, that one kind of love, where when you meet you can hear a bat swinging and the crack as the ball makes contact, the people scream, and fire works explode in the background, the kind of love where that ball flies over the baseball field, past the deafening screams of the fans, just missing the rain, beyond the moon, and lands among the stars, in pure ecstasy. She's excited about shooting her new film in New Salem, Massachusetts and she has a right to be. But what Lana doesn't know is that she's cursed. She was cursed by her great-great-great grandmother Lilith who had been overtaken by jealousy when she had found out that one of her great granddaughters would possess far more beauty than she ever had. Lana is cursed with love. Not that bad of a curse right? Or is it?
Category: Way sappy romance, little horror, but only from the movie that Lana is shooting.
Warning: A little gore towards the end.
Chapter Four:
"Bye!" Everyone chorused.
She turned, flipping her hair over her shoulders, smiled then walked out, with Nick behind her. When they got outside and the door shut they heard loud screams fill out behind the door.
Lana looked back at the door. "Thank you Nick."
"You know me? he questioned with a grin.
She glanced down embarrassed. "Well I can't be acquainted with a gorgeous guy and not know his name!"
Nick was startled. "You think I'm gorgeous?"
"Are you serious? Well, I got to go. Nice meeting you Nick, um what is your last name?"
"I'll give you my last name, if you agree to my terms." He looked at her.
She lifted her chin up and glancing at him suspiciously. "What are they?"
He grinned. "You go out with me tomorrow night!"
She lifted her eyebrow up. "That's okay, I don't want to know your last name that bad! Bye!"
"Ah! Straight through the heart, there went my ego!" He said grasped at his heart as he stumbled and pretended to be heartbroken.
She ran her tongue over her teeth. "Okay look, give me your hand." She demanded.
He extended his hand as she pulled a pen out of nowhere and wrote numbers on his palm. She pulled her hands away and placed the pen back into its place. The back of his hand burned from her touch.
"Here's my number call me, and I'll let you know if I want to know your name bad enough."
He jerked his chin up in a nod. "Bye!"
He watched her walk down the sidewalk.
~Now that woman knows how to walk~ He thought as he admired the gentle elegantly sway of her hips.
"It sure is a good thing that you'll be here for awhile!" he whispered hoping the whole movie was being shot in New Salem.
As she turned the corner Nick began to walk inside. He saw Deb looking in the window, peeking.
"So?" she probed.
He made a ticking nose. "What? I got her number! No big deal."
"No big deal?" Deb looked on in shock at her cousin paused, thought and then spoke again. "Why in the hell did she give YOU her number?"
Nick shrugged casually. "She wasn't immune to my charms!"
"What charms?" Deb snorted then thoughtfully looked down . "You've changed a lot since, well you know."
"Since we fought Black John, I know!"
Deb shook her head. "No, since you fell out of love with Cassie."
"I fell out of love with her, but I still love her. How has that changed me?" He asked.
"You use to be so cold, so out of it, emotionless. When you guys dated for a while, you were happy, you had emotions. When she you know started going with Adam, I expected you to go back to your old self, but you didn't. I'll admit you were a little broody, but you were still warm. Loving her, Nick, it melted the ice that had frozen over you. You've changed for the better. Though I'm not one much to talk, I changed too. Ever since Cassie came she's changed all of our lives. You the most though, not that I didn't like the way it was before, but change is good sometimes."
Smiling evilly Nick spoke. "Yeah, you've changed, you're not as bitchy!"
Deb snarled. "You better watch it asshole! Here I am giving you a compliment and you call me bitchy?"
"Not as bitchy. It WAS a compliment! You know though, I think the only person who hasn't changed is Faye."
Deb bent her head down, examining her nails. "You're wrong. She's changed probably more than you. You could just look at her and see she isn't as dark as she was. Her aura had always been dark, black, it's lightened." Deb laughed at her self as she thought before she spoke. "To a brown!"
Nick shook his head as he watched his cousin go back to the party. He'd been thinking about all of them. How they'd changed. Now though, he was thinking about when he should call Lana. Nick walked and went to join the others as well.
~
"He is so cute!" Lana exclaimed dreamily. "Ohmygod Giolla!" She squealed.
"You sound like a child Lana!" Giolla rolled her puppy dog brown eyes.
"Hey, I'm only eighteen years old! I have a right to act like a child. I can't wait to turn twenty-one. I won't get drunk, but I'll be legal!" She giggled. "Now, back the gorgeous American god!"
"He spilled Cappuccino on you!" Giolla shook her head in awe at her best friend. "And you, what, fall in love with him?"
"I did not fall in love with him. I'm merely smitten! And it wasn't Cappuccino it was Frappuccino! Cappuccino is hot, Frappuccino is ice cold, and it has crushed ice in it. It's so good!"
Giolla sighed becoming impatient. "What about the god?"
"Oh yeah, now your interested! Okay his name is Nick!"
"Last name?"
Lana heaved. "Shut-up! I don't know it, but if you let me explain it you'll understand why!
Lana began to explain. Every once in a while Giolla would grunt, laugh, sigh, and hiccup from the laughter.
"So he's going to call you? You better hope he isn't some ax murderer!" Giolla warned.
"He isn't! I know it! All though, I think he might be into Wicca!"
Giolla's eyes bulged out. "A gorgeous man who worships nature. Ohmygod Lana you hit the jackpot! Although, after he's done with you he might start a new religion."
Lana lifted her eyebrows. "Done with me how?"
Giolla waved her head around. "You're going to fuck him aren't you?"
Blushing from Giolla's forcefulness. "WHAT? I just met him!"
"Oh please, well wait. I guess you would say that, you're virgin."
Lana snorted. "I am n."
"You're virgin honey! There's nothing to be ashamed of! God I wish I were still a virgin, that wide-eyed innocence of the opposite sex, well, in some cases the same sex. If only I hadn't gone to that nude beach in."
"Giolla, I don't need to be informed about your skanky sexcapades! And so what if I'm a virgin?" Lana challenged. "At least I'm not a slut like you!"
"Oh, oh! Ouch! But see you're a dumb bitch so we're even." Giolla pretended to be hurt then laughed with come back.
"I'm a dumb bitch?" Lana rolled her eyes. "I'm a dumb bitch?" she repeated.
Giolla shook her head pleased that she had managed to rile up her best friend, she glanced to the door as she weighed her of escaping.
"Don't even think about!" Lana told her as she realized what she was about to do.
"I'm thinking! I'm doing!" Giolla jolted up and bolted for the door.
Lana, being physically fit from all the meetings at the gym, with her private trainer, that she had to go to on her agents orders, beat her to the door with an Evian spray can in hand. She twisted the cap off.
"You wouldn't dare!" Giolla glared playfully.
Lana gave her a challenging look. "Oh wouldn't I?"
She poured the water all over Giolla's head. Giolla screamed, ran to the bathroom sink filled a glass of water and ran after a hollering Lana.
"No Giolla come on! I have to shoot scene 56 soon! I can't be all wet!" Lana wined playfully.
Giolla stopped. "I don't think so. You have a day off! Steven cancelled remember. So know, you're at the mercy of moi!"
Giolla launched towards a squealing Lana and splashed the water all over her face.
"Ewe! You're face is melting!" Giolla laughed then teasingly sucked in a breath. "Could it be that the beautiful goddess Lana Rhodes herself is wearing make-up?"
Lana looked down as shame for the reason behind wearing the make-up overwhelmed her. "Its just base!"
Giolla gave her a questioning look that was obviously full of concern. "Just base huh? You're having those nightmares again aren't you? What happened to those dream suppressant pills you're aunt subscribed you?"
Lana's aunt was the best doctor Giolla had ever met.
"Well I lost them!" Lana informed helplessly.
"Again? Well we'll just get you more!"
Lana sighed. "What's the use? They don't work anyway. I've already lost eight bottles. Aunt Lauren probably thinks I'm addicted to them! Which I've only gotten one pill out of each bottle!"
Giolla looked down. "What was it this time?"
"The Gresilons." Lana informed.
Giolla shuddered in disgust. "You're fingertips?"
Lana nodded affirming Giolla's question. "It was worse this time though. The woman was laughing at me. Saying I could never hold anything more well than she. I didn't understand. She said that I was a worthless witch. Then all I remember were my fingertips and toes being crushed and shards of pain shooting through my arms, legs and body like lightening. God Giolla I could here the snapping of my fingernails and the tip of my bones being crushed. Do you know what they looked like when she pulled them out?"
"Please don't tell me!" Giolla held Lana's hand.
"I hate the Gresilons dreams! They're the worst!"
"Really? I thought you hated the ram dreams!"
Lana gave Giolla a confused look. "Oh you mean witch-chair with a seat of spikes. Oh yeah well that and the Bed of Nails. You tell me how you'd like to sit or lay on spikes and being pushed down on top of them so they slice through your body like butter and still be alive to have the door shut with even more spikes! Each dream I remember the pain, it's excruciating! I don't want to talk about it anymore! I'd rather go and get some ice cream! Actually what really sounds good are those Brownie Explosions! You know with the huge brownie, marshmallows, extra hot fudge and a cherry on top. Those are the yummiest!"
Giolla shook her head in disgust. "We were just talking about you being tortured in your dreams! The utensils, the gore, fingertip crushing, spike seated chairs and you want to eat a Brownie Explosion? You think too much with you're stomach, all you care about is eating, all you think about, I swear. Well, at least you aren't a guy all they can think with is there."
Lana slammed her hands over her ears. "Oh, my innocent little ears!"
Lana hollered teasingly as she walked, almost in hysterics, out her bedroom door and then out of the hotel room.
TBC.
Hope you enjoyed this. Also an early warning, I'm planning on having chapter five be one of Lana's dreams, all of chapter five, so you guys who are reading it know what her dreams a like. I haven't written that chapter yet and I want to make it extremely detailed, so if anyone would like to beta read {JUST CHAPTER FIVE!} than e-mail me and I'll send it out to you when I'm done! Although if no one does volunteers to beta chapter five it'll probably take a little longer than it took to get the already written chapters out as well!
Title: Witch Craze: Nick's Story
Author: Sage
Rating: R-15+ or more
Warning: Sex talk/no real NC-17 though
Spoilers: The European Witch-Craze of the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries and the materials that the accused were tortured with. The Secret Circle with the main idea of the story following the plot of Notting Hill. Also I've used a few similar quotes in the story that belong to the movie Notting Hill. So basically it's like Notting Hill, except with the witch thing!
Disclaimers: The Secret Circle Characters belong to L.J. Smith! Lilith the demoness and seductress belong to herself. Maeve the goddess of war belongs to herself. My characters are Lana Rhodes and Giolla Zytka. Animals include: An all black kitten named Sabbath (Sabby for short) and a white wolf/dog named Sabre. The European Witch-Craze of the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries and the materials that the accused were tortured with. The Secret Circle with the main idea of the story following the plot of Notting Hill. Also I've used a few similar quotes in the story that belong to the movie Notting Hill. So basically it's like Notting Hill, except with the witch thing!
Summary: Lana Rhodes is famous to everyone in the world, but to herself she's just a girl wanting a boy to love her, waiting for that boy, that one kind of love, where when you meet you can hear a bat swinging and the crack as the ball makes contact, the people scream, and fire works explode in the background, the kind of love where that ball flies over the baseball field, past the deafening screams of the fans, just missing the rain, beyond the moon, and lands among the stars, in pure ecstasy. She's excited about shooting her new film in New Salem, Massachusetts and she has a right to be. But what Lana doesn't know is that she's cursed. She was cursed by her great-great-great grandmother Lilith who had been overtaken by jealousy when she had found out that one of her great granddaughters would possess far more beauty than she ever had. Lana is cursed with love. Not that bad of a curse right? Or is it?
Category: Way sappy romance, little horror, but only from the movie that Lana is shooting.
Warning: A little gore towards the end.
Chapter Four:
"Bye!" Everyone chorused.
She turned, flipping her hair over her shoulders, smiled then walked out, with Nick behind her. When they got outside and the door shut they heard loud screams fill out behind the door.
Lana looked back at the door. "Thank you Nick."
"You know me? he questioned with a grin.
She glanced down embarrassed. "Well I can't be acquainted with a gorgeous guy and not know his name!"
Nick was startled. "You think I'm gorgeous?"
"Are you serious? Well, I got to go. Nice meeting you Nick, um what is your last name?"
"I'll give you my last name, if you agree to my terms." He looked at her.
She lifted her chin up and glancing at him suspiciously. "What are they?"
He grinned. "You go out with me tomorrow night!"
She lifted her eyebrow up. "That's okay, I don't want to know your last name that bad! Bye!"
"Ah! Straight through the heart, there went my ego!" He said grasped at his heart as he stumbled and pretended to be heartbroken.
She ran her tongue over her teeth. "Okay look, give me your hand." She demanded.
He extended his hand as she pulled a pen out of nowhere and wrote numbers on his palm. She pulled her hands away and placed the pen back into its place. The back of his hand burned from her touch.
"Here's my number call me, and I'll let you know if I want to know your name bad enough."
He jerked his chin up in a nod. "Bye!"
He watched her walk down the sidewalk.
~Now that woman knows how to walk~ He thought as he admired the gentle elegantly sway of her hips.
"It sure is a good thing that you'll be here for awhile!" he whispered hoping the whole movie was being shot in New Salem.
As she turned the corner Nick began to walk inside. He saw Deb looking in the window, peeking.
"So?" she probed.
He made a ticking nose. "What? I got her number! No big deal."
"No big deal?" Deb looked on in shock at her cousin paused, thought and then spoke again. "Why in the hell did she give YOU her number?"
Nick shrugged casually. "She wasn't immune to my charms!"
"What charms?" Deb snorted then thoughtfully looked down . "You've changed a lot since, well you know."
"Since we fought Black John, I know!"
Deb shook her head. "No, since you fell out of love with Cassie."
"I fell out of love with her, but I still love her. How has that changed me?" He asked.
"You use to be so cold, so out of it, emotionless. When you guys dated for a while, you were happy, you had emotions. When she you know started going with Adam, I expected you to go back to your old self, but you didn't. I'll admit you were a little broody, but you were still warm. Loving her, Nick, it melted the ice that had frozen over you. You've changed for the better. Though I'm not one much to talk, I changed too. Ever since Cassie came she's changed all of our lives. You the most though, not that I didn't like the way it was before, but change is good sometimes."
Smiling evilly Nick spoke. "Yeah, you've changed, you're not as bitchy!"
Deb snarled. "You better watch it asshole! Here I am giving you a compliment and you call me bitchy?"
"Not as bitchy. It WAS a compliment! You know though, I think the only person who hasn't changed is Faye."
Deb bent her head down, examining her nails. "You're wrong. She's changed probably more than you. You could just look at her and see she isn't as dark as she was. Her aura had always been dark, black, it's lightened." Deb laughed at her self as she thought before she spoke. "To a brown!"
Nick shook his head as he watched his cousin go back to the party. He'd been thinking about all of them. How they'd changed. Now though, he was thinking about when he should call Lana. Nick walked and went to join the others as well.
~
"He is so cute!" Lana exclaimed dreamily. "Ohmygod Giolla!" She squealed.
"You sound like a child Lana!" Giolla rolled her puppy dog brown eyes.
"Hey, I'm only eighteen years old! I have a right to act like a child. I can't wait to turn twenty-one. I won't get drunk, but I'll be legal!" She giggled. "Now, back the gorgeous American god!"
"He spilled Cappuccino on you!" Giolla shook her head in awe at her best friend. "And you, what, fall in love with him?"
"I did not fall in love with him. I'm merely smitten! And it wasn't Cappuccino it was Frappuccino! Cappuccino is hot, Frappuccino is ice cold, and it has crushed ice in it. It's so good!"
Giolla sighed becoming impatient. "What about the god?"
"Oh yeah, now your interested! Okay his name is Nick!"
"Last name?"
Lana heaved. "Shut-up! I don't know it, but if you let me explain it you'll understand why!
Lana began to explain. Every once in a while Giolla would grunt, laugh, sigh, and hiccup from the laughter.
"So he's going to call you? You better hope he isn't some ax murderer!" Giolla warned.
"He isn't! I know it! All though, I think he might be into Wicca!"
Giolla's eyes bulged out. "A gorgeous man who worships nature. Ohmygod Lana you hit the jackpot! Although, after he's done with you he might start a new religion."
Lana lifted her eyebrows. "Done with me how?"
Giolla waved her head around. "You're going to fuck him aren't you?"
Blushing from Giolla's forcefulness. "WHAT? I just met him!"
"Oh please, well wait. I guess you would say that, you're virgin."
Lana snorted. "I am n."
"You're virgin honey! There's nothing to be ashamed of! God I wish I were still a virgin, that wide-eyed innocence of the opposite sex, well, in some cases the same sex. If only I hadn't gone to that nude beach in."
"Giolla, I don't need to be informed about your skanky sexcapades! And so what if I'm a virgin?" Lana challenged. "At least I'm not a slut like you!"
"Oh, oh! Ouch! But see you're a dumb bitch so we're even." Giolla pretended to be hurt then laughed with come back.
"I'm a dumb bitch?" Lana rolled her eyes. "I'm a dumb bitch?" she repeated.
Giolla shook her head pleased that she had managed to rile up her best friend, she glanced to the door as she weighed her of escaping.
"Don't even think about!" Lana told her as she realized what she was about to do.
"I'm thinking! I'm doing!" Giolla jolted up and bolted for the door.
Lana, being physically fit from all the meetings at the gym, with her private trainer, that she had to go to on her agents orders, beat her to the door with an Evian spray can in hand. She twisted the cap off.
"You wouldn't dare!" Giolla glared playfully.
Lana gave her a challenging look. "Oh wouldn't I?"
She poured the water all over Giolla's head. Giolla screamed, ran to the bathroom sink filled a glass of water and ran after a hollering Lana.
"No Giolla come on! I have to shoot scene 56 soon! I can't be all wet!" Lana wined playfully.
Giolla stopped. "I don't think so. You have a day off! Steven cancelled remember. So know, you're at the mercy of moi!"
Giolla launched towards a squealing Lana and splashed the water all over her face.
"Ewe! You're face is melting!" Giolla laughed then teasingly sucked in a breath. "Could it be that the beautiful goddess Lana Rhodes herself is wearing make-up?"
Lana looked down as shame for the reason behind wearing the make-up overwhelmed her. "Its just base!"
Giolla gave her a questioning look that was obviously full of concern. "Just base huh? You're having those nightmares again aren't you? What happened to those dream suppressant pills you're aunt subscribed you?"
Lana's aunt was the best doctor Giolla had ever met.
"Well I lost them!" Lana informed helplessly.
"Again? Well we'll just get you more!"
Lana sighed. "What's the use? They don't work anyway. I've already lost eight bottles. Aunt Lauren probably thinks I'm addicted to them! Which I've only gotten one pill out of each bottle!"
Giolla looked down. "What was it this time?"
"The Gresilons." Lana informed.
Giolla shuddered in disgust. "You're fingertips?"
Lana nodded affirming Giolla's question. "It was worse this time though. The woman was laughing at me. Saying I could never hold anything more well than she. I didn't understand. She said that I was a worthless witch. Then all I remember were my fingertips and toes being crushed and shards of pain shooting through my arms, legs and body like lightening. God Giolla I could here the snapping of my fingernails and the tip of my bones being crushed. Do you know what they looked like when she pulled them out?"
"Please don't tell me!" Giolla held Lana's hand.
"I hate the Gresilons dreams! They're the worst!"
"Really? I thought you hated the ram dreams!"
Lana gave Giolla a confused look. "Oh you mean witch-chair with a seat of spikes. Oh yeah well that and the Bed of Nails. You tell me how you'd like to sit or lay on spikes and being pushed down on top of them so they slice through your body like butter and still be alive to have the door shut with even more spikes! Each dream I remember the pain, it's excruciating! I don't want to talk about it anymore! I'd rather go and get some ice cream! Actually what really sounds good are those Brownie Explosions! You know with the huge brownie, marshmallows, extra hot fudge and a cherry on top. Those are the yummiest!"
Giolla shook her head in disgust. "We were just talking about you being tortured in your dreams! The utensils, the gore, fingertip crushing, spike seated chairs and you want to eat a Brownie Explosion? You think too much with you're stomach, all you care about is eating, all you think about, I swear. Well, at least you aren't a guy all they can think with is there."
Lana slammed her hands over her ears. "Oh, my innocent little ears!"
Lana hollered teasingly as she walked, almost in hysterics, out her bedroom door and then out of the hotel room.
TBC.
Hope you enjoyed this. Also an early warning, I'm planning on having chapter five be one of Lana's dreams, all of chapter five, so you guys who are reading it know what her dreams a like. I haven't written that chapter yet and I want to make it extremely detailed, so if anyone would like to beta read {JUST CHAPTER FIVE!} than e-mail me and I'll send it out to you when I'm done! Although if no one does volunteers to beta chapter five it'll probably take a little longer than it took to get the already written chapters out as well!
