Title: Curse Girl
Author: Mark Mackey
Publication Date: April 1, 2013
Publisher: Jessina and Montalay/Trixie in the Mirror Publications
Pages: 395
About The Book
Amanda Hansen targets a new student Julie Argyles whose ancestor just
happens to be a witch. Julie’s act of payback changes Amanda in a way
she could not expect or want, and now she and her friend Gillian must
take a road trip to find Julie before seven days pass, and Amanda is
stuck the way she is forever.
Excerpt
Keeping her eyes
focused on this woman, in just seconds she watched her stand in place
for another second and then start to approach at a slow pace.
“I wonder what she wants Amanda.”
“We’ll soon find out.”
As the woman drew closer in a graceful manner, almost floating,
what Amanda saw in her, an incredible haunting beauty she’d never had
the opportunity of laying her eyes on ever before. Amanda wasn't allowed
any amount of time to fully think about this, as this woman’s first act
reaching them and standing on the passenger’s side of the car, reach in
and grab Gillian tightly around the throat.
“Hey just what the heck is the matter with you,” Gillian managed
despite this.
This woman said nothing further. Instead what she started doing,
transforming her beautiful haunting appearance into a look suggesting it
might have been thought up in hell itself. Her flesh becoming a hideous
charred shade of black like she’d been spending hours in a one thousand
degree oven; her eyes turning demon red, long, sharp teeth sprouting
from her gums, fingers stretching and reforming into nightmarish,
talon-like claws; much like an eagle or hawks, Amanda thought.
“I’m going to kill the two of you pathetic girls for what you did
to Julie,” she hissed like a snake, releasing her grip from around
Gillian’s throat. What the hauntingly beautiful looking woman turned
grotesque demon did next, rip open the passenger’s side door, return her
grip around Gillian’s throat, and tear her from the car, where she
landed on the ground in a crumpled heap.
“Now it’s just you and me Amanda, you heartless girl,” she hissed,
climbing into the car and taking over the seat previously occupied by
Gillian.
“Leave me alone,” Amanda whimpered.
“I’m afraid I can’t do that you stupid, pathetic hateful little
girl, I have to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget,” Trixie
answered, moving one of those horrific talon claws forward and gripping
Amanda’s hair.
And that’s when the crucifix Amanda had on came into play. Trixie’s
seeing it causing her to cringe back in horror, so much so in fact, she
had no choice but to rush from the car, where she vanished from sight.
Amanda’s first thought with this, it would be wise for Gillian and
her to get the heck out of there as fast as possible.
“Come on Gillian, we have to get gone now!”
Just as soon as Gillian scrambled back up to her feet and climbed
back into the car, Amanda felt a sudden jolting shock as out of nowhere
the sound of a heavy stomping on the roof penetrated their ears, seconds
later, closely by a horrific, ear piercing howling.
“Hurry up and get the car started so we can get our butts out of
here, and at the same time, try and knock her off,” Gillian yelled.
Horror rapidly was driven into Amanda’s heart as the attempt of
doing so she found the engine wouldn’t start.
“It’s no use trying to escape me Amanda and Gillian, I’m using my
magic to prevent your car from starting!”
The next thing they knew, the two of them heard no more of the
stomping, but a horrible scratching sound.
“She’s going to kill us for sure to make sure we stop harassing
Julie Amanda.”
“I say we try and make a run for it and split up, she can’t chase
after both of us.”
“Good idea, let’s go.”
****
In seconds, Amanda and Gillian were rushing from the car and splitting up in separate directions. “You’re not going to escape me Amanda!” She heard Trixie yell as she raced down the long stretch of deserted road. “Please leave alone I’m sorry!” Amanda screamed, all the while hearing Trixie leap off the car, hit the ground and rush after her. “It’s too late for it Amanda!” Despite her trying to outrace and escape from Trixie’s mad pursuit, hearing another one of those ear piercing howls, it was just no use, and in seconds she caught up to her; spinning her around so they were face to face with each other. “Please no I’m sorry!” “I already told you Amanda, it’s too late for that,” Trixie hissed, gripping her shoulder and moving her head forward straight toward Amanda’s neck to the point she could feel her teeth against it. “I’m going to rip out your throat for what you did to Julie.” Removing her right hand off her shoulder, Amanda watched as Trixie started trying to yank off her crucifix, successfully managing doing so. Okay Amanda, if you want to survive this, you can’t let do what she, it’s intended. And then just like that it came to her, what she needed to do. Grabbing hold of Trixie’s hand holding the crucifix, she pushed it up against the demon woman’s forehead. Holding it there, Amanda watched as Trixie again vanished from sight, the sky switched back from night to day, making her feel that she wouldn’t be seeing her again, for a while anyway.
About The Author
Mark Mackey, living in Chicago, started writing during his teenage years when he submitted a simple poem to a contest which was later published in an anthology. In addition he has won two screenplay awards, one for the short screenplay Horror in the Woods, and one for the feature Length screenplay A Tale of Two Girls, both in the book Four Screenplays volume I. Also he has wrote several books in the process of being edited and three short stories published in three different anthologies.
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In seconds, Amanda and Gillian were rushing from the car and splitting up in separate directions. “You’re not going to escape me Amanda!” She heard Trixie yell as she raced down the long stretch of deserted road. “Please leave alone I’m sorry!” Amanda screamed, all the while hearing Trixie leap off the car, hit the ground and rush after her. “It’s too late for it Amanda!” Despite her trying to outrace and escape from Trixie’s mad pursuit, hearing another one of those ear piercing howls, it was just no use, and in seconds she caught up to her; spinning her around so they were face to face with each other. “Please no I’m sorry!” “I already told you Amanda, it’s too late for that,” Trixie hissed, gripping her shoulder and moving her head forward straight toward Amanda’s neck to the point she could feel her teeth against it. “I’m going to rip out your throat for what you did to Julie.” Removing her right hand off her shoulder, Amanda watched as Trixie started trying to yank off her crucifix, successfully managing doing so. Okay Amanda, if you want to survive this, you can’t let do what she, it’s intended. And then just like that it came to her, what she needed to do. Grabbing hold of Trixie’s hand holding the crucifix, she pushed it up against the demon woman’s forehead. Holding it there, Amanda watched as Trixie again vanished from sight, the sky switched back from night to day, making her feel that she wouldn’t be seeing her again, for a while anyway.
About The Author
Mark Mackey, living in Chicago, started writing during his teenage years when he submitted a simple poem to a contest which was later published in an anthology. In addition he has won two screenplay awards, one for the short screenplay Horror in the Woods, and one for the feature Length screenplay A Tale of Two Girls, both in the book Four Screenplays volume I. Also he has wrote several books in the process of being edited and three short stories published in three different anthologies.
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