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One thing set Lydia Shaw and her store apart from
the other antique shops in town…
Lydia’s collection was plagued by
curses, and it was her duty to break them.
Rachel, Angie, and Jo knew nothing
about their aunt’s secret life. In fact, they didn’t even know she owned an
antique shop, until they inherited it. Unfortunately for them, Lydia passed
down more than just her store. The sisters are the proud new owners of
countless deadly curses, buried under centuries of dust.
Lydia also left behind her
apprentice, Peter. He does everything he can to protect the girls, as they
explore their new store, unaware of the dangers it hides. In spite of his
efforts, Rachel finds herself obsessed with opening a strange trunk, Angie has
vivid dreams, haunted by a man who claims he needs her help, and Jo’s
imagination starts to run wild.
When one of them falls victim to a curse,
it’s up to Peter and her sisters to save her. But, if Peter can’t teach them to
wield a magic, that he barely understands himself, she’ll be the first one to
die...
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“Who are you?” she called.
The man frowned at her. “You can … you
can see me?”
The question caught her off guard.
Angie wasn’t sure what she had been expecting him to ask, but that wasn’t it.
“Y-yes. Who are you?”
He cleared his throat. “Ethan. My name
is Ethan.” He moved toward her, and the light from the cell phone made him
easier to see and less threatening. “What’s your name?”
“Angie.”
Angie studied him. He was cute. He had
dirty blond hair, which was styled and gelled up unusually high. Khaki pants
and a knit, button up sweater, made up his really preppy, bordering on
outdated, outfit.
Ethan smiled at her. He looked happy.
No, more than happy, he looked overjoyed. “Angie,” he breathed. “You’re
beautiful.”
Well, that was straight-forward and
awkward. Angie smiled weakly. “Uh … thanks.”
It seemed like he realized his comment
had made her uncomfortable. “I’m sorry. It’s just that you’re the first person
I’ve seen … the first person I’ve spoken to in a long time.”
“How long?”
Ethan shook his head. “I don’t
know.”
She realized, with a start, that she
recognized him. “Oh my God, I saw you! I saw your reflection
today!”
“You did?”
The thought made Angie’s heart pound.
She had been awake then. How had she seen him while awake? She took
another look at his clothes. Did anybody dress like that anymore? God, what if he’s a freaking
ghost? He looked real, solid. Alive. Weren’t ghosts supposed to be
transparent or something? “I don’t understand. How can I see you when … if
nobody else can?”
Ethan furrowed his brows at her. “What
is your trisk-rune?”
“What?”
“Your trisk-rune. What is
it?”
Angie shook her head. “I don’t know
what you mean.”
He seemed confused by her answer. “You
don’t know what your trisk-rune is?” He looked around. “But then … what are you
doing here?”
“Here? In the shop?” Angie shrugged.
“My sisters and I—”
Ethan stumbled back a step. “What? Your
sisters?”
“Yes.”
“You’re one of them? Is that why
you can see me?”
“What?” Angie took a step closer. “I
don’t know what you mean.”
“You did this to me!” he yelled. “You
and your sisters!”
“No!” Angie shook her head, baffled. “I
don’t know what you’re talking about!” As she spoke, she moved closer to him
and reached out, even though he was halfway across the room.
“Stay away from me!” He waved his hands
through the air and then, to Angie’s utter shock, a ball of white fire was
flying toward her.
As she raised her hands to protect
herself, she screamed.
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