Character Bio - Sabrina London from One Smoking Hot Fairy Tail

This photo of Joanna Krupa embodies the essence of Sabrina.

Sabrina London

              Sabrina London was born on 8/18/2000 in The Royal Borough of Kingston upon Thames, London, England. She belongs to an otherworldly race called fairy-kind. Her father is one of the four rulers of fairy-kind, presiding over the Water Kingdom. He is a king, making her a princess. 

              At an early age, she and her parents fled England, along with most of fairy-kind. At first, they moved around Europe as her father searched for a new home for his kingdom. By the age of 13, they had settled in Porto, Portugal. But that was not all that was happening at this tender age. 

              When Sabrina turned 13, her fairy wings began to form and by 14 they were fully grown. Made of an energy akin to static electricity her wings were big, colorful, and bright. Having come of age, Sabrina was forced to attend a pilgrimage with her parents where all fairy-kind from each kingdom would attend. She was to be announced to all the other kingdoms as a rightful princess now.  She hated this, and begged not to go. She did not want to be embarrassed and put on display. 

              Shortly after, her father enlisted her first bodyguard, an air spirit from the Air Kingdom named Weston. It took a long time for Sabrina to trust Weston. She was angry and frustrated through her pre-teen and teen years. Slowly she accepted him, and enjoyed his company. If only at first to watch silly Sci Fi TV shows together and test the limits of his abilities. 

              During her rebellious years, Sabrina learned to control her wings. Unlike most fairies, who withdrawal their wings into and under their skin, Sabrina brazenly displays hers on the surface like a giant ornate tattoo. This is something her father does not like, but cannot stop her from doing.

              Around the time of her 18th birthday, she began an affair with her bodyguard, and when her father found out he highly disapproved. In fact, it forced his hand to move his family to America. 

              For a short time, Sabrina lived with her mother and father in the US. By the time she was 20, she was alone in a Penthouse Apartment on Rodeo Drive; a building her father invested in years before.

              At the age of 20, Sabrina had a successful modeling career. So successful it roused the interest of a freshly woken vampire by the name of Cade Robert Lawton. Cade and Sabrina dated for over six months, during which she asked for his aid in breaking into and freeing test animals from a pharmaceutical lab. Cade agreed, and filmed them committing the crime and having sex afterwards.

              Not long after, Cade had to return to slumber, so Sabrina was forced to bury him in a place that was one of their favorites to go, an old drive-in movie theater. She was heartbroken.

              Sabrina continues to rise to fame. In 2021 she is on the cover of People Magazine.  Sabrina London, People Magazine’s Most Beautiful Woman. But fame is a two way street. Unbeknownst to her, Cade lost the camera he filmed her with that one night, and it was found. The video surfaces and is all over TV and the Web. 

              Disgraced and enraged, not only that she committed a crime, but it was with her people’s natural enemy: a vampire, her father disowns her. This haunts Sabrina so badly she spirals into a terrible bender and then tries to kill herself by jumping off her balcony. For a fairy, who can fly, falling to her death have been a huge statement to all who knew her. But she was saved when a nosy neighbor called the police. 

              After the incident, a new bodyguard appears at Sabrina’s door. This one, a water spirit by the name of Mira. Sabrina and Mira become good friends and Mira helps her to become sober (of drugs) and to quit smoking.

              As the story begins, Sabrina is doing well. She no longer lives under the shadow of being Water Kingdom royalty. Short of a few close friends, no one even knows she is fairy-kind. Sabrina’s getting ready to step back out into the public eye after laying low for some time and she is trying to make amends. She has been anonymously donating money to animal shelters and has even been doing her best to curtail her use of foul language. 

              This is the dawn of a new Sabrina London and her dreams are to become a pop star.

 

You can read her story here at Amazon.com: http://a.co/boN4FRq

Thanks all,

Kevin James Breaux

www.kevinbreaux.com

New 5 star review for ONE SMOKING HOT FAIRY TAIL

Hi all,

Quick update.

A huge new 5 star review was posted. It's a long one. Well-written....but...full of spoilers.

You can read it here if you want. It will give you lots of insight...but will ruin some of the surprises.

https://hungrymonsterreview.com/2017/03/21/one-smoking-hot-fairy-tail/

Still working on the sequel. Waiting on cover art and some final edit suggestions.

 

Thanks!

Kevin James Breaux

www.kevinbreaux.com

 

New Action-filled Excerpt for One Smoking Hot Fairy Tail

Hi all,

Here's another short excerpt. It's from a chapter that is a little ways into the book, so it might be a little spoiler-ish. But I think it's not really anything you don't know from the back cover and other information around.

Check it out. And enjoy.

Remember, you can always grab a print or e-book copy at this Amazon Link: http://a.co/drYqbdE

    

          Sabrina straightened her skirt as the automatic flusher roared behind her. She looked down at her feet and kicked a bit of toilet paper away. She hated walking in public bathrooms in her expensive shoes. With a handful of toilet paper, she opened the door and, to her surprise, came eye to eye with the last person she would have expected in the women’s bathroom.

           “We meet again, Sabrina London.” Alexander Kintner’s booming voice filled the entire bathroom.

           Startled, she jumped.

           “What the hell are you doing in here?” Sabrina asked. “You know the little boy’s room is next door, right?”

           “A woman like you—such a prize, and one that does not often fall in a man’s lap, but yet here you are in mine.”

           Kintner stepped closer to Sabrina, digging for something in his pants pocket. When he found it, a smile stretched across his face from ear to ear.

           “All these months spent searching for more fairy-kind, hunting them in Alaska, France, Canada…”

           Sabrina gasped. No human should know what he did; it was forbidden. But that was only the start of her problems. Disbelief washed over her as she watched the man produce a shiny knife from his pocket.

           “Come here!”

           Kintner lunged forward, seizing her by the arm so he could spin her around. Stumbling over her heels, Sabrina was powerless to get away from him, and when the cold metal of his blade brushed against the bare skin of her lower back, she froze.

“All this time I knew about you. I mean, it’s virtually impossible to not know of Sabrina London and her many sides: the socialite, the famous model”—Kintner drew a deep breath—“and my personal favorite, the substance abusing whore.”

           He shoved her hard, and Sabrina fell forward into the countertop between two of the bathroom’s three sinks. Kintner moved quick and pinned her in place with his hips. The air vanished from her lungs, and her chest felt hollow. Sabrina tried to free herself, but the fight in her was not enough. Back and forth, she teetered on a snapped heel, unable to get good enough footing to even attempt an escape.

“Get the fuck off me!” Sabrina screamed the moment she caught her breath. “Mira! Help!”

Kintner chuckled and slid his hand up the back of her tank top. When he reached her shoulders, he pressed heavily with his palm until her chest was pushed firmly against the cold, stone counter.

“Let’s see those wings!”

With one swipe of his razor-sharp blade, her top was cleaved in two, and her tattoo fully revealed. Kintner gasped at the splendor of Sabrina’s skin art.

“Magnificent.” He ran the back of a hand across the multicolored flesh.

“You haven’t seen anything yet, you bastard!”

Sabrina released them, rapidly—and fully into his face. The flash of vibrant light knocked him off balance, freeing Sabrina. With a flutter of her butterfly-shaped wings, Sabrina lifted herself several inches from the ground and pivoted to face her assailant.

           “You like that? That’s nothing! I can make these puppies glow so bright, your fucking eyes will sizzle!”

           “Bitch!”

           Alexander Kintner was fast—faster than Sabrina would have imagined. The small knife in his hand scored her tanned stomach, leaving a line of blood in its wake. She dropped to the floor in shock—the heel of her other shoe snapping under her weight. Bent over at the waist, Sabrina grabbed her stomach, her fingers reading the depth of the laceration.

           “Asshole, you cut me!” she spit.

           In response, Kintner backhanded her. The impact of his knuckles knocked her backward and spun her, so she was once again facing the countertop. As the room swayed back and forth, Sabrina glanced up at the mirror, seeing the glow from her wings sparkle off his blade like fireworks on the Fourth of July.

“I was only going to sever your wings, but now I’m going to cut your throat too!”

“Back away from her!” Mira shouted as she entered the bathroom.

“What the hell are you going to do to stop me?” Kintner yelled back.

“This!” Sabrina screamed as she waved her hands in front of the sink sensors.

The stream of water from each spigot grew larger and stronger as Mira raised her hands, palm up. In no time, the water was flooding the sinks, and it was then that Mira redirected it at him. When the two streams, now twisting together like a waterspout, struck the man, they intensified again, this time building to the force of water released from a fire hose. Facing Kintner, arms out, Mira controlled the steady blast until it knocked him off his feet and through the door of one of the bathroom stalls.

Sabrina pushed herself off the counter gingerly. Her cheek tingled with the pain of Kintner’s strike, yet that discomfort was no match for the anger she held in her fluttering chest.

“Fuck you!” she screamed at Kintner, who laid crumpled in a pile beside the toilet, knocked unconscious by the force of Mira’s attack.

As Sabrina stumbled toward Mira, her eyes overflowed with tears.

“Let’s get out of here, Sabrina.” Mira took her friend in a tight hug. “Let’s go home.”

 

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