I Brake for Biker Witches by Angie Fox

Author:Angie Fox [Fox, Angie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Short Stories, Anthologies, Romance, Paranormal, Romantic Comedy, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, 45 Minutes (22-32 Pages), Demons & Devils, Ghosts, Psychics, Witches & Wizards, Anthologies & Short Stories
Amazon: B00I59VBQ0
Publisher: Angie Fox
Published: 2014-01-30T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

I took one step at a time, trying not to disturb the change, more for Phil's sake than my own. If I failed up here, he'd need the protection.

The coins were slick under my feet as I made my way upward.

The evil at the top of the stairs pulsed with energy. It called to me as the air temperature plummeted.

I blew out a breath and watched it cloud. Ice meant evil.

My fingers tightened in the handle of my switch star.

Focus.

This wasn't about me. It was about what needed to be done up here. I braced myself on the second to last step.

It was pitch black beyond the doorway. I could almost feel whatever-it-was breathing in the darkness. Adrenaline slammed through my veins.

I reached into the front left pocket of my weapons belt and drew out a Lamp Spell, a little something special Grandma had brewed up for me. It skittered across the floor and light burst from the broken gas lights along the walls of the second floor hallway.

It illuminated a narrow hallway and a portal unlike any I'd ever seen before.

H-e-double-hockey-sticks. It was as large as two people and glowed with an unearthly blue fire. Sparks scattered from it, charring the walls and floor. It thrummed, as if it were trying to grow.

My mouth went dry. I gripped the entry way as it slowly began to advance on me.

Could I switch star a portal?

I didn't know.

Portals thrived on energy. For all I knew, my switch star would be like hitting it with a power boost.

Hell.

"Grandma?" I called down the stairs. There was no response. Either she couldn't hear me or she couldn't get close. I wasn't about to turn my back on this thing to find out.

"Oh frick." I didn't have much of a choice here. I drew back, ready to fire.

"Wait!" A red headed witch stepped from behind the pulsing blue mass.

It hit me like a rock to the stomach. "Scarlet?"

She was supposed to have gone to the light. I wanted that for her, needed it. She'd died saving me. She deserved some peace.

But there she stood, in black leather pants and an emerald bustier. She flipped her long red hair behind her shoulder as she gathered her composure. I think she was as surprised to see me as I was to see her.

"They told me you'd moved on," I said.

"Not yet," she said, worry creasing her brow. "I can't leave everyone else here. They refuse to go," she said, as if she couldn't quite believe it.

"They need to leave," I said, thinking of the trashed Betty. "But you can't make that decision for them."

"Oh so you want me to abandon them here forever?" She crossed her arms over her chest. "Typical, coming from you. Always the individual. You never thought about the group."

That wasn't true, but I wasn't about to get into it with her. I flinched as the portal spit a blue spark way too close to my arm. "Whatever you're working on here has gone bad.

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