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    Bad Juju
    Bad Juju
    Bad Juju
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    Bad Juju

    By Lacie Grayson

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    Lux Shimshi is a medium and one of the last mermaids living on the eastern seaboard. She's haunted in more ways than one. At 22 years old all Lux really wanted to do was go to college, be the best DJ and rock her town. If she can manage not to get herself killed.

    Lux is a nexus for the supernatural. Born of a merman and shapeshifter, she was thrust into the strange and unknowable as her true heritage. On top of all that, her latent ability to speak to the dead causes its own fair share of trouble.

    Bad Juju takes a cross-section of the weird and wonderful world of Lux's in a selection of short stories, each featuring an aspect of the medium's adventures. It's old school noir meets urban fantasy.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSmutville Press
    Release dateDec 21, 2011
    ISBN9781466084889
    Bad Juju
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    Lacie Grayson

    My name is Lacie. Some call me muse. I'm a pretty little carnivore who trips into Wonderland. I live in NYC and do pro Dom from time to time. I'm a lifestyle slave and fetish model. I tend to be very hedonistic. I'm famous for my pierced nipple and my ever changing hair, usually pink. Also my funny and charming ways. I'm a very honest and candid girl and I have all the confidence in the world that I will get in Your head on stay there... I'm a smart and sassy girl who knows her place. I'm in charge...I will take power and wear it well. I'm a college student and freelance writer. I also am a very well trained hypnotist...I've seduced more men than I can count.

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      Bad Juju - Lacie Grayson

      Bad JuJu

      Lacie Grayson

      Copyright 2011 by Lacie Grayson

      Smashwords Edition

      Do not copy or reproduce this work in part or whole. Unless given permission by Fortunate Cookie or Ms. L.L. Grayson. Or the copy-wrong ninjas will come after you. We’re part of Smutville Press now. Smutville is cool.

      xxx

      This book is a work of fiction any likeness to a person living or dead is purely coincidence and should be taken as such. The author meant someone else anyway. Except Jack Montgomery he belongs to Russel Lee. I borrowed him. I returned him with the hat.

      This Book is Dedicated to:

      Carly

      You understand, my own Aria.

      An Introduction To Lux Shimshi By Lacie Grayson (Writer and Temporal Librarian)

      ne⋅pen⋅the [ni-pen-thee] (–noun) 1. A drug or drink, or the plant yielding it, mentioned by ancient writers as having the power to bring forgetfulness of sorrow or trouble.

      2.Anything inducing a pleasurable sensation of forgetfulness, esp. of sorrow or trouble.

      So there it is. What you were curious about 32.5 seconds, your question answered.

      So, who am I?

      Not your next question, but I’ll get there. Relax I’ll get there. Breathe, you’ll need to remember time is a relative concept, it will come in handy later.

      Trust me!

      I am a writer, that’s all you need to know. Read on you’ll learn more.

      I wrote the stories you are about to read. I made The House of Nepenthe. Though, you’ve never met me, you might love me. I started creating this altered Universe almost a year ago. I’d heard her stories from ten years before that. I needed to finally get them out of my head.

      The need to do so started building. Until Lux sprung from my fingers. I felt like Zeus it was really swell. Soon Aria and Dare did too. Unlike other authors I’m not hiding characters away. To start a second series, I’m not like that. I like to jump around heads when I can. However Luxie is my favorite, so she’s the one to watch. Everyone else is a pretty piece of flesh.

      I might collect issues into trades. Yeah, I love comic books, bite me. Be excited kids, its great pulpy action magic erotica. I’m trying something new. Mythic cyber punk is next! Watch out world. I’m building whole erotic-scapes for you to play in, play nice. You never know who will bite back.

      I guess I’m a smut peddler, but I like it. I’ve tried selling insurance. It didn’t work out, then again maybe it was a bad idea to try and network at funerals. I work now a Dominatrix and writer. I really want to write for tabloids some day. A dirty little chronicler. I refuse to use the word journalist these days.

      Enough about me!

      Lux may be a state of altered conscious for both you and me. Certainly more so for you. I’m thinking as you read this. Are you intrigued by the paranormal? Have you ever seen a ghost?

      If so, what happened? (tell me stkittyslut@gmail.com)

      This is about that. Blink, and you could miss it. So, grab some candles and a nice comfy sofa. Drink banana tea, it helps you sleep.

      Read. Process, make art, make love.

      xo

      Lacie Grayson

      From The Desk of Jack Montgomery

      What you’re about to read is a recounting of some of the most messed up things I’ve ever had the misfortune to hear. Cheating girlfriends, backstabbing employers, and even horny ghosts.

      All this takes place between the two worlds, Earth and Hollow Earth. If you haven’t been, you should go sometime. The crazy girl you’ll be following is Lux. She’s a good friend of mine, in more ways than one, if you catch my drift. Unfortunately, she has a habit of getting herself into more trouble than she’s worth sometimes.

      You’ll probably also meet some of the other folks she’s been in contact with over the ages, and, if you ask nicely, I might even make an appearance. Just remember to be on your best behavior.

      You never know who’ll be watching.

      Jack Montgomery,

      Oneiromancer

      Prologue:

      One Way Or Another

      -1-

      Some people just couldn’t take a hint, which is why I was on the phone well after midnight. It’s also why I was developing quite the scowl these days. When I said I wanted to be left alone I actually meant it. It wasn’t some lame last ditch effort at getting some attention. I wasn’t that sort of girl, I wasn’t entirely sure I was a girl. I was kidding myself, the large breasts were a dead give away. So was the wet cunt I could have been fingering if I could get this bitch off my phone.

      Didn’t she know what time it was or how to give good phone?

      I was pacing around my room. I couldnʼt seem to sit still, so this was my only option. Well, this or go pace in the living room and my roommates would most likely love this job. It paid too much and was too risky, they’d be foaming at the mouth to do this bit of dirty work. Therefore being where they could hear and beg me to take it did not sound like a good idea.

      I told you before, Iʼm not interested. I said trying to stay sounding polite.

      If itʼs a question of money Ms. Shimshi my boss is offering a healthy sum. The woman continued on still sounding way too chipper.

      Itʼs not about the money, itʼs about what youʼre asking me to do.

      It is just a book. She said flatly yet somehow maintaining her cheery tone.

      Then hire a librarian, Iʼm not qualified. I said hanging up before she could say anything else.

      It didnʼt matter, someone else would call again. I curled up on my bed still holding my phone, half hoping it would ring. I was trying to will it to ring. Not that I had anyone is mind to talk to really. I just wanted to talk. Instead I grabbed my trusty laptop and decided to do a little research. Twenty minutes later I had all the tastiest bits of information. Which still left me completely puzzled. I had no media buzz, no television show, so how did he know I existed? The man looking to hire me was a tech mogul. He not only programmed some of my favorite software, he was also behind some of the biggest sites on the web today.

      So, why would he want me? The answer was clear, he was very New Age, his business practices of using tarot readers has been laughed at by nearly every other CEO. Got to love old money, if itʼs not our way itʼs silly. One look at his net worth had to show he was doing something right. Still, the whole proposal smacked of Hilter wanting to and ultimately trying to win World War Two with the occult. Jared Barnes wanted me an unglamorous college going medium and all purposes aside slacker to find him the Necronomicon. Part of me wanted to be snarky and send him Simonʼs Neronomicon, but my mother raised me with manners.

      Why me?

      Iʼm Lux Shimshi and Iʼm a lightning rod for the paranormal and while itʼs interesting, sometimes I wish Iʼd just been ordinary. See, Iʼm a mermaid, whoʼs also a medium, and lately very popular. Iʼm 22 years old and going to college, working most nights at Coffin Candyʼs a strip club as a DJ. When Iʼm not doing that Iʼm usually on a ghost hunt with ORACLE my roommateʼs paranormal group.

      It wasnʼt me specifically Barnes wanted, he probably knew my fatherʼs passion was that book. The last fully Japanese Merman Toru Shimshi, leader of the biggest Merfaction died looking for that book. I was my fatherʼs daughter.

      Part of me wanted to call Daniel, my twin, but it was late and knowing him he had 3 or 5 house guests. Best not to wake them, Iʼd call in the morning. Something told me the icky feeling wouldnʼt go away anytime soon.

      Curling up into a ball tighter, I knew exactly what I needed, and where to get it. Soon I was relaxed and I slipped into a crack. Upside, I was left standing in front of a bar. Instinctively I knew heʼd be here. I followed them through the crush of people making my way to the back corner table. Where he sat in his usual unshaven dirty but just enough to be sexy. I still catch myself wondering how he managed to pull it off. I slipped into the booth across from him.

      Hello. He said softly not yet looking up from his paper.

      Hey Jack, I said softly smiling.

      Iʼm not going to help you find it, so donʼt bother asking. He said without

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