An evil plot is afoot to bring about the Apocalypse and Tori is the key. Demons are pouring into Los Angeles and she seems to be the only one who notices. If she can manage to survive past her eighteenth birthday, she hopes to graduate from her performing arts high school. Unfortunately, something wicked this way comes and the only thing standing between her and a blood sacrifice is a mysterious new hunky classmate—a classically trained actor from London who seems to know more about her than she does herself.
The story begins with Apocrypha, which introduces the character Jem the Demon. Jem is dedicated to the diabolical, through and through…but is the demon losing her taste for leading the susceptible into sin? One man thinks so, and he uses her image in his supernatural game. Is Jem destined to be anything more than a beautiful face on a playing card or will she ultimately have a greater role in the real-life battle between good and evil?
Darkly humorous and witty, Something Wicked in L.A. will keep you guessing until the end.
Shopping bags in hand, Tori emerged from a store on Melrose Avenue, where the lampposts were decorated with holiday tinsel. She weighed whether to continue shopping, but then she noticed three human-shaped demons heading her way. They seemed to be staring straight at her, but because their eyes were completely red, it was difficult to tell for sure. Paralyzing fear took over for several moments, but then she forced her feet to move. Her car was several blocks away in a more deserted residential section. What if the demons caught up to her before she could get inside and lock her car doors?
A half-block later, she came across a store—The Mime’s Eye—which was dedicated to new age paraphernalia. In the window display hung several charms, talismans, crystals, and amulets. Her heart was pounding as she darted inside and pressed herself flat against the wall next to the window. When the three demons appeared, Tori held her breath. Would the red-eyed denizens follow her?
“Can I help you?”
Startled, Tori flinched. “What?”
The African robe-clad shop owner gave her a kindly smile. “Sorry if I frightened you, but you can relax. They won’t come in here. A special rune is painted over the doorway, so no demons can enter.”
“Y-you see them?”
“Certainly.” He tilted his head as he regarded her. “How long have you had the sight?”
“Since I was a child.” Tori craned her neck toward the window, but the unholy trio had disappeared. She took a deep breath and allowed her shoulders to relax a little. “I’ve been seeing more and more demons lately.”
“I’ve noticed an increase as well.” He leaned forward, as if to impart a secret. “Most people don’t realize what’s really happening.”
“The eternal war between good and evil is heating up.”