Spectral by Shannon Duffy

Author:Shannon Duffy
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Tribute Books
Published: 2012-04-04T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Pacing back and forth in front of my open window, Willow weaved in and around my legs seeming almost as anxious as I was. Roman had promised to return at nine to explore the Ancient Witchcraft book together, but it was already ten-thirty and he was a no-show. What if something had happened to him? A sinking feeling crept through me, and I also worried that everything I feared was coming true.

I couldn’t wait anymore. I didn’t have much time. Roman had promised the Augusti Forza he’d turn me in within the week, and I had to find that dagger now. All my life I’d followed along with what everybody else said was best for me. It was getting old—and getting me nowhere. My eyes darted to my backpack slung over my desk chair. I reached for it, lifted the flap, and jerked the book out, placing it on the floor beside my bed.

I ran my fingers across the tattered edge, looking at the snake coiled around the dagger emblem. It looked harmless enough.

Flipping through the pages, I came to a chapter entitled: Spells and Sorcery.

The first page looked like a recipe. The heading read: Courage in a bottle. Below was the recipe: 1 tsp. sage, 9 drops lavender, 2 drops jasmine oil, 1 strand of your hair, 1 cup apple cider, a pinch of catnip, and a dash of cayenne pepper. Blend together and drink in one continuous motion.

Below it were words to be recited directly after. They looked like gibberish. It must have been a joke. Catnip? Hair? Anybody who’d drink that crap would already have to be courageous. No spell required. I rolled my eyes.

The next page read even stranger. This time the spell proclaimed to grant the power of persuasion. Seriously? “Now that would be sick to have the endowment of persuasion,” I said aloud.

Underneath the title, it read:

If you do not believe in the occult and magic, then I recommend you stay away from it. Word to the wise: magic is not a game or something to just dabble in or play with.

Oh yeah, I believe in magic. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms. Dominique’s muffled scream echoed in my ears and I remembered Massimo and the fog he created that swallowed the car whole.

Knowing there was no turning back at that point, I read the inscription out loud. “Hear my words, you cannot resist. They surge your heart through your skin as mist. Heed my bidding, follow my goal, its every whisper murmurs into your soul.”

I slammed the cover shut. “Seriously, dude,” I whispered, staring at the snake poignantly. “Catnip and misty words aren’t gonna cut it. Definitely won’t help get me to my own Spectral quickening.”

A gust of wind blew fiercely in through the window blowing my hair back from my face. The snake opened its eyes; its forked tongue slithered toward me with a hiss.

I jumped, startled, but then gritted my teeth and lifted my pointer finger. “Yeah, look familiar? You bit me, remember? I need to find the dagger.

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