The Curse by TS McKinney

Author:TS McKinney [McKinney, TS]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Painted Hearts Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

The emotions racing through my blood as I raced toward Corbin’s old house were a mix of excitement, fear, and trepidation, all causing a cocktail of nervous energy to flow inside me. Actually, I suspected it was flowing outside of me, as well. If Alastair were here, he’d say I was buzzing.

Hell, to the fuck, yeah. I was buzzing.

I had no idea what, if anything, I was going to find once I reached the clifftop, but I felt like I’d been waiting on it my entire life. When I pulled the Ninja off the road and onto the overgrown driveway, I suspected every resident of Marblehead could hear my heart thumping.

Alastair was going to kill me when he found out what I’d done. I thought about what he’d told me about the people who’d tried to enter the house. I’m pretty sure he’d used the word incinerated. Yeah, that wasn’t my thing. Of course, neither was getting blown through the air and over the side of the cliff. Been there. Done that. Not much fun.

Finally, I reached the clearing and pulled the bike right up next to the porch. After cutting the engine, I got off and studied the house. Strange, it looked different than I remembered, not as neglected. Sure, one could still see that no one had lived there and made any home improvements in years, but it seemed…different. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but knew there were changes. The paint appeared brighter, and the windows were no longer covered with cobwebs. The steep gables were more erect and proud. The eyes of the gargoyles glittered dangerously.

It would be nice to say I wasn’t afraid, but that would be a big fat lie of epic proportions. If I allowed it, my teeth would be chattering from fear. It was that word, “incinerated”. Boom. Head over ass if the spell blew me over the side of the cliff. I turned and looked in the direction of the cliff and chills raced down my spine. No, I wasn’t interested in doing that again.

My fear was strong, but my pull to the house was even stronger. A voice whispered in the back of mind, pleading for me to come home. The sexy huskiness of that voice was my driving factor as I slowly raised my foot and gently placed it on the first step. I was holding my breath and waiting for the smell of burnt flesh. My eyes were closed.

When nothing happened, I peeked one eye open. Nothing had changed. No spell had blown me to bits. Birds were still chirping in the background, and I could still hear the waves crashing against the rocks at the bottom of the cliff.

This was my home, where I belonged. I bounded up the remaining steps and walked straight up to the door. Morgan’s fucking spell wasn’t going to keep me from what was mine. Mine. Corbin was mine. This house was mine. This life was mine.

Anyway, I felt

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