Off To Kill the Wizard (Return to Oz With a Vengeance Book 1)
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Glinda laughed. It truly was the most magical, most wonderful sound Dorothy had ever heard. How could someone so wicked sound so wonderful?
"You are such a pretty little fool, Dorothy," Glinda said. "I didn't cast any spell on you. In fact, I removed the enchanted collar that would've forced you to obey and fuck us merrily." She caught and held Dorothy's incredulous eyes. "It was all you, Dorothy. You wanted it."
The crowd laughed. Glinda and King Scarecrow laughed. Dorothy knelt there, face dripping with cum, body quivering with the afterglow. Was it true? Was she really just a horny, sex-obsessed little slut?
"You bastards," she whispered.
That just made them laugh harder. Anger erupted deep inside. Dorothy scowled up at them. Anger turned into rage. Rage became action.
"I'll kill you!"
Dorothy was on her feet in a flash. She was in a blind rage. Glinda jumped back with a cry of surprise. Scarecrow hesitated just a second, before he attacked with a right cross aimed at her face. Dorothy blocked that punch.
King Scarecrow tried to back away. His Iron Brigade bodyguards came rushing towards them. She felt desperation, afraid he'd escape her vengeance.
Dorothy threw a wild swing at him. He tried to twist away, but she connected with his chest. To both of their surprise, her fist slipped between the buttons of his shirt, ripping through the fine linen beneath, and plowed deep into his straw-stuffed chest. She was about to pull it back when it hit something hard.
"What is this?" Dorothy asked. She wrapped her hand around it. Whatever it was, it radiated intense cold. Magic? She yanked it out of his chest. "Got it."
It was a heart-shaped piece of black crystal. The crystal heart pulsed with black light, making her arm tingle up past the elbow.
"Give me back my heart!" Scarecrow demanded, sounding frightened and desperate. "It's mine!"
Dorothy felt its magic flowing into her. Washing through her body, mind, and soul. Power. Raw power. And then arcane knowledge flooded her mind. Magic! She had stolen Scarecrow’s source of magic. But at the same time, she felt an alien, seething evil flow into her as well.
Clutching the black heart, Dorothy thrust it high in the air and shouted, "I am the most powerful wizard in the world!"
"Stop her!" Glinda cried. "Kill her!"
Dorothy lowered malevolent eyes upon the charging Iron Brigade soldiers. A great sword of pure black energy slid out of the end of her hand. One sweep, and the Iron Brigade was no more, all cut in half. Dead.
"I will not allow you – " Glinda screamed, both hands and her eyes glowing fiery red.
Dorothy pointed the black heart at the Witch, and commanded, "Begone!"
In a flash, almost too fast to see, Glinda flew backwards and up, smashed through a window near the high ceiling, and vanished. Dorothy knew she was long gone, and wouldn't be coming back soon. While Scarecrow lay sprawled on the dais, shaking and mumbling incoherently.
The crowd was stunned to silence. Everyone gawked up at her, mouths open. They were all part of King Scarecrow's wicked Court. His bureaucrats. She hated each and every single one of them with all of her heart and soul!
"You must all die! And then I'll be Queen of Oz!"
The crowd gasped. A woman let out a little sob of terror. And something snapped deep within. Utter revulsion filled Dorothy. Disgust and horror of herself. What was she becoming?
"The crystal heart," she muttered. Suddenly, it started pulsing, sending its evil influence into her. "It's trying…to…control…me."
In a fit of fear and rage, Dorothy threw the black crystal to the floor with all of her magically enhanced might. It shattered into hundreds of pieces, and she felt a poof of magic reverberate through her mind and body. And then it was silent. Dead.
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"Savor your victory, Dorothy," Glinda growled. "Soon, I'll have my vengeance. And then you will grovel at my feet, begging me to spare your pathetic life."
The former Imperial Witch, now an outcast Witch, stood deep within her stronghold. Her conjuring room was perfectly round, with a vaulted ceiling above. A giant pentacle glowed bluish-pink in the middle of the floor. A pulsing sphere of pure energy floated above the mystic symbol. Within the sphere was a scene taking place at that very moment back inside the Emerald Palace, in Emerald City. Queen Ozma was placing the crown of Oz on Dorothy's head, proclaiming her Empress Dorothy of Oz. The people were cheering, so damned jubilant.
"I'll punish you all when I take the throne for myself," Glinda said.
Watching them enraged her. It was just the latest insult. First, Scarecrow enslaved her and made her his bitch witch, and then Diana usurped her in the South, taking over the rule of Quadling Country. Oh, she had plans for Diana. That bitch Witch was going to be punished as terribly as Dorothy. And finally, Dorothy cast her out like a piece of trash.
With Scarecrow's fall from power, Glinda lost everything but her stronghold. That castle was too well protected by her Sa'Kor warriors and magic for any power in Oz to take. She was confident Empress Dorothy's advisors would convince her to stay well clear of Glinda's castle.
"At least I'm free of Scarecrow's influence," she muttered.
His evil magic made her eagerly serve his every whim. She didn't understand why Dorothy foolishly destroyed the powerful talisman. That fool threw away ninety percent of her power. Yet, the Land gave the ruler of Oz enormous magical power and influence, all magnified by her enchanted Silver Shoes. Even Wanda would probably bend knee to her.
Dorothy didn't know it yet, but she was now the most powerful Witch in Oz. The true Imperial Witch.
Hopefully, at least the Wicked Witches would shrug off the Emerald Throne's yokes. It would be war, but Glinda couldn't fight a unified Empire. The more chaos the better for her plans and ambitions.
"I have to find a way to separate Dorothy from her Silver Shoes," Glinda said, stepping closer to the glowing sphere. Her long, delicate wand danced in the air a second, and then the scene zoomed in on Dorothy, before zooming in tightly on her Silver Stilettos. "The most powerful talisman in all of Oz." Glinda's bright blue eyes narrowed. "And they will be mine!"
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Return to Oz With a Vengeance:
Off to Kill the Wizard
Wrath of a Wonderfully Wicked Witch (Coming in Feb 2019)
War of the Witches (Coming in Mar 2019)
Wicked Triumphant (Coming in Apr 2019)
Off to Kill the Wickeds (Coming in May 2019)
About the Author:
Warren Thomas is an IT professional by day and a dreamer by night. While serving a tour of duty with the Army in Germany, he found himself in daily contact with castles, cathedrals, and city walls. His imagination erupted, and he's been writing fantasy adventures ever since.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
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Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
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