L is for Lamia (A-Z of Horror Book 12) by Wright Iain Rob

Author:Wright, Iain Rob [Wright, Iain Rob]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: SalGad Publishing Group
Published: 2015-05-06T16:00:00+00:00

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“Why the hell weren’t you looking after him?” Patrick demanded of his daughter.

“I was, but he said he wanted to go the toilet.”

“You should have taken him.”

“He’s nine years old.”

“I said watch him. Where did he go?”

“I heard the front door open. He must have gone outside.”

Patrick thought about the snakes on the front step and panicked. “Shit.”

His left leg was becoming an increasing hindrance, forcing Patrick to lollop as he made his way across the living room and out into the hallway. He yanked open the front door and stepped immediately outside.

The snakes on the front step were gone.

Jake was standing at the end of the path.

He was talking with the dark-haired woman.

“Jake, get away from her.”

The woman’s pale skin seemed to shift and slither. She stared down the path, directly at Patrick. “You have a beautiful boy.”

“Get away from my son. Jake, come here!”

Jake turned around to face his father. “Look, dad. She bought me a pet. Can I keep him?”

Patrick’s heart leapt into his mouth as he saw the hooded snake rise up in his son’s arms. It slinked from side to side, its tongue licking at the air.

“Jake, you need to listen to me, okay? Put the snake down.”

“But the lady told me it was friendly. I was scared at first, but he likes me. Look!”

Jake petted the snake on the head, right behind its hood.

Patrick took a step. “Jake!”

The cobra twisted its body and struck. It buried its fangs into Jake’s cheek and made the little boy scream.

The noise of his son’s agony made Patrick cry out in misery as he ran down the path. He snatched the cobra with his bare hands and yanked it free of Jake’s face. The reptile whipped its tail and hissed at Patrick, but he no longer cared for himself. This thing had just bitten his son, and it was that rage-infested thought that went through his mind as he grabbed the snake at tail and head and stretched it taut, pulling with all his might until the thing tore apart in the middle.

He threw the two parts of the dead snake down on the ground and grabbed his shell-shocked son. Jake was just standing there on the path, as white as a sheet save the bloody patch of torn skin on his cheek.

“Jake, Jake, talk to me.”

Jake looked into his father’s eyes and looked confused. “I thought he liked me.”

Then his eyes closed and his body went limp.

Holding his son in his arms, Patrick glared at the raven-haired abomination at the bottom of his path. “Who the hell are you?” he demanded.

The pale-skinned woman titled her head as she spoke. “I am the nightmare that children tell their parents.”

She blinked sideways like a lizard – and when she opened her mouth a forked tongue appeared and licked the air.

Patrick scooped up his son and ran back towards the house.

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