Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Kathleen McCluskey @KathleenMcClus4 @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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The Curse
by Kathleen McCluskey

Angela woke feeling groggy.  She tried to focus on anything. She realized that she was bound at the wrists and ankles. There was something strapped around her waist pinning her to what felt like wood. She stopped straining when she heard footsteps, “Hello?” she called out.  All she could hear was the click, click, click of heels on the floor. The striking of the match temporarily blinded her. The person holding the match lit a candle. When her vision returned she immediately recognized the woman and a cold sweat began to take hold of her. Standing there smiling at her was Monica, her boyfriend Carl’s wife.
“You have been sleeping with my husband. You foolish, foolish little whore. You have no clue what you have done and now what I have to do.” She walked around the room and lit row after row of candles. Candelabras of all sizes illuminated the bleak surroundings.  Angela looked, all she could see were stone walls with cobwebs hanging in large ancient streams. Monica was standing at the end of the wooden platform that she lay upon.
“What’s going on? Where am I?”
Monica thought she looked beautiful with her long black hair and perfect skin. She became even angrier when she noticed the pink streaks in her hair. She thought to herself. She looks so much younger than me. No wonder he cheated, I could never look like that. She took an ancient scroll out of her pocket along with three vials. “Bovine, Bovine chewing a cud,” she splashed the first vial onto Angela. “Mistress, Mistress pulling his pud,” she splashed the second. “Heffer, Heffer , snot from the nose,” she splashed the final vial. She smiled, “Angela, Angela shall reap what she sows.” Angela screamed, Monica spoke, “Now you filthy cow, you will look exactly like what you are. Good luck finding any man to love you now.” She turned, went up the stairs and left the deformed woman in the basement of the barn.
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More from Kathleen McCluskey:

The Long Fall: Book 1: The Inception of Horror

Lucifer always cunning and intelligent challenges father to a battle of wits. Being the angel of light he casts a judgemental eye upon mankind. He begins a war with his fellow archangels and God. Michael, along with his siblings defend their home and mankind from their deranged brother. Broad swords and hand to hand combat drench heaven in blood. The four apocalyptic steeds are released, each having their own destructive power. Betrayal and lust are at biblical levels. Understand the very creation of evil and the consequenses that transpire in the first of THE LONG FALL series.

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About Nina D'Arcangela

Nina D’Arcangela is a quirky horror writer who likes to spin soul rending snippets of despair. She reads anything from splatter matter to dark matter. She's an UrbEx adventurer who suffers from unquenchable wanderlust. She loves to photograph abandoned places, bits of decay and old grave yards. Nina is a co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, a co-founder of the horror writer's group 'Pen of the Damned', and if that isn't enough, put a check mark in the box next to owner and resident nut-job of Dark Angel Photography.
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2 Responses to Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Kathleen McCluskey @KathleenMcClus4 @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

  1. afstewart says:

    Oh my, that’s quite the revenge tale. Very enjoyable.

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