Every Monday and Saturday in October, I’m going to post a snippet from Inheriting a Curse at the end of the month, the entire novella will be available as a free download. All snippets will be ‘g’ rated (no swearing or sex) BUT the novella will have some hot scenes.
Recently Katie Alstrom’s life had been one bad event followed by another so when she received a letter from a lawyer saying she’d inherited a house on ten acres of woods in a remote part of Oregon, she thought her luck had changed. She packed up all her belongings and left the city to peruse her dream of being a full-time writer.
Only when she arrives, she finds her dream house is something out a horror movie complete with seven gargoyles under a curse.
Ashton has spent the last five hundred years as a gargoyle. The moment Katie steps into the house, he begins to wake. His only desire is to kill Katie in a slow painful way as retribution for placing him and his six warriors under the curse. Yet to break the curse, he must trust Katie.
Pax, Ashton’s loyal friend and second in command, must make his friend see reason before the end of the month, October 31 or they all will be condemned to spend the rest of eternity as gargoyles. As the days fly by, Pax finds himself faced with a bigger problem, he’s the one falling in love with Katie and the thought of Ashton touching her makes his blood boil.
Katie Alstrom stood, frozen, unable to make any of her muscles move. Her brain was too busy screaming NO to relay the necessary messages to her nerves that would have her running away. Matter of fact, it was a struggle to breathe. In and out, she told herself. Forcing the cold September air into her lungs. Tears rolled her cheeks. She hated to cry. She never cried, yet here she stood in front of a complete stranger, bawling.
“Are you alright, Ms. Alstrom?” The town’s clerk asked. “Well, here are the keys.” She forced them into Katie’s hand before she could reply. “Welcome to Hapsville.”
By the time Katie could turn to ask the woman about local hotels she could stay at, the woman’s car was disappearing down the long drive. Katie turned back to the house. She was fairly positive the Adam’s family would have found the place too creepy to stay in. Three large gargoyles were perched above dormers. Another loomed over the door and two more resided on the ground next to the stairs. And a massive one with wings stretched wide and hideous snarl at hate on it’s face sat on the chimney.
Her inheritance from an aunt she’d never heard of. The place she was going make her dreams come true. She should have known her luck hadn’t changed. After being let go from her job and dumped by her boyfriend, she’d thought inheriting the house had been a shift in karma.
“I must have been a serial killer of puppies in a previous life,” she whispered. The only explanation she had for being on the receiving end of such awful karma. She really wanted to follow the clerk but she had nowhere else to go. A muffled bark, forced her attention away from the house to her car. Gillian barked and clawed at the window.
She’d found the dog three years ago, abandoned in the alley behind the apartment complex where she’d lived. He’d been a cute small puppy, she’d taken home cleaned up and cuddled. Now he was a hundred and five-pound bed hog. Sighing, she walked toward the car. She’d terminated her lease thinking this would be the start over, she needed to become a full time writer.
Opening the car door, Gillian leapt out and raced toward a squirrel. The squirrel scurried up a tree and sat on a bare branch chattering an endless string of taunts.
(skipping ahead to the end of the chapter)
“Are you sure, she’s the one?” A harsh male voice whispered.
Gillian growled and pressed against Katie’s legs confirming the whispers weren’t in her head. She’d hoped the voice had been a hallucination caused by exhaustion. No such luck.
“I’m positive. You dare to doubt me?” A woman’s voice retorted.
Flinging the blankets back, Katie swung her legs off the bed. “Come on let’s see who our house guest are.”
As she stood, a roar tore through the night making the windows rattle and the floor shake.
“I told you, she’s the one.” The woman’s voice now held a smugness to it. “Now, the trick is keeping him from killing her.”