Something's Burning

By Toby Yu

Becoming an immortal doesn’t solve your personal issues. That’s something Evanescence Lawrence, a recent phoenix (or so they tell her, she’s still trying to figure it out) is discovering, as she attends the yearly New Year's party for supernatural beings and witches.

While there, she meets a vampire named Vinnie, and the two hit it off despite their differences. Can Eva make her first non-human friend, or will her myriad of issues and the lack of control over her powers get the best of her?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Dec 29, 2021
• ISBN: 9781685500047

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Something’s Burning

By Toby Yu

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Copyright 2021 Toby Yu

ISBN 9781685500047

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Published in the United States of America.

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Dedicated to Lilium Crowell, for her superb editing work, and Nick Williams, for the perfect title.

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Something’s Burning

By Toby Yu

Chapter 1

Immortals can never take too long for first impressions.

That’s what I tried telling myself, but after you’ve spent three hours in front of a mirror on the verge of a breakdown, it starts getting a little embarrassing.

This was my first time attending anything fantastical—I’m discounting skipping prom to get hammered at Ben’s mansion. The only fantastical part of that was how I managed not to die while guzzling as much booze as they would allow. My mortal self was really a train wreck.

This year was different. Tonight was New Year’s and the local Mythical Creatures, Witches, and Warlock Association of Manhattan was hosting a party. I had even received a personalized invitation delivered by an animated mailbox familiar, alongside a frankly irresponsible amount of spam. Either the poor boy had indigestion, or the neighborhood mail spam really went into overdrive during Christmas.

Let’s back up. It was three hours until the party, and I still needed to catch a taxi to get there. I picked up a comb and got to work.

My name is Evanescence Lawrence, I told myself, running my comb through my curly red hair, desperately trying to