People call me all sorts of names—bad girl, black sheep, and my all-time favorite…Satan’s bride. I could blame the fact I’m a witch for my behavior, but the truth is I’m infuriating, arrogant, and stab-worthy.
Alex Remington is a hunter and everything I’m not—righteous, honest, caring. We used to have a thing, but that was before he learned I’m a witch and tried to kill me.
Eighteen months later, he’s back in my life and we have a deal; I’ll help him save his brother and he’ll disappear from my life for good. But karma can be a real bitch…
“Alex?” My voice echoes through the electrified air, as the clock above the sliding door blinks
into existence. The watch hands move way too slowly. Shivers roll down my spine. “Dr.
DaSilva?” I croak.
White noise pulsates in my ears. From the corner of my eye, I see shadows dancing through the
fey room. “Alex, where the fuck are you?” I don’t mean to sound hysterical, but I do.
The static sound decomposes into terrifying voices. “Who are you?”
“Can you help us?” “I need to pick up my daughter.” “Where are we?” “D is going to kill
me.” They all speak at once. That’s it! I’m outta here. Pressing my hands against my ears, I
head for the door. Out of nowhere, white mist appears. What the—
Like a mad swarm of bees, it rushes toward me, knocking the standing scale over and sending
the organ on it flying.
“Where do you think you’re going?” a bloodcurdling voice thunders.
I look from the mist to the heart. If this is a nightmare, I should write this shit down and send it
to Stephen King. If not, well, then I’m totally screwed. “Who the fuck are you?” I shout, heart
leaping inside my chest.
The autopsy saw on the metal table springs to life, and shrill laughter penetrates the dull air.
Carried by an invisible hand, the lethal saw flies at me, stopping only inches from my neck. “I,”
the white mist says, “am the spirit you called.”
Awesome. Just awesome. A crazy-ass, Goethe- quoting spirit points a saw at my neck. Shadows
lurk in every corner, and Alex is freaking gone. Could this day get any better?
Actually, it could. Look around. Don’t you know what this place is?
Really? Then where the hell is Alex? Think, Amanda.
I hold my breath and scan the room. Distinctive echoes, ghostly lightning, and clocks that count
seconds as minutes. Ring a bell?
No way. This is crazy.
Crazier than white mist that holds you at saw- point?
“Shut the fuck up,” I order the voice in my head.
This can’t be happening. I mean, there’s no freaking way I’m in—
Limbo? Hate to break the bad news, but that’s exactly where you are.
But you have to be—
Dead? Congratulations, Amanda. You’ve just won a ticket to Disney World. Too bad you won’t
need it anymore.
I know spells can backfire, but this is madness. I’m twenty for Christ’s sake. There’s no way I’m
Fear corrupts my voice. “What the fuck did you do to me?”
The air sizzles as the mist takes on human form, and not just any human form but Isobelle’s. Her
otherwise blue eyes are charcoal, and she looks furious. “This is your fault,” she screams,
bringing the saw closer to my neck. “You should have left me alone.”
Nadine Nightingale Bio:
Nadine aka Dini is a traveler at heart. She considers the world her home and practically lives out of her suitcases. When she’s not glaring at a blank page or abusing her poor keyboard, she spends her time reading, watching movies (preferably horror), pretends to work out, and hangs out with friends and family. Poor girl also suffers from a serious Marvel superhero addiction. So, if you run into her at night, wearing black, know she’s secretly dreaming of being the infamous Black Widow.
Her love for writing started in the sixth grade where she annoyed her classmates with a short story featuring Sailor Moon characters, a cemetery, and creepy ghosts. Yes, she’s always been addicted to the dark side. Nadine writes paranormal romance. Her debut novel “Karma” the first book in her paranormal romance series Drag.Me.To.Hell. is published by the Wild Rose Press and will be out in May 2016. She has a serious girl crush on her protagonist Amanda Bishop.
Nadine has a BA in Comparative Religions and studied Creative Writing at the University of Oxford.