As awful as I was at posting these regularly last year, I absolutely loved writing them. I’m excited to work on these again, and the lovely Jenna Eatough creates fantastic prompts. So welcome to another year of Wednesday Words by me!
Kristi lit the last candle around the painted rune in the forest dirt. Moon and starlight streamed between sparse trees, and she felt rather naked despite her ceremonial black robes. She wouldn’t mind a dark cloud or two to help set the mood, but the full moon waited for no one.
She needed powerful luck to secure a few business contracts before her family fell in ruin to the gang banging on all the storefronts. They’d “taxed” her shop into destitution. Some contracted muscle would be nice, too.
A slight breeze played with the candles, and she glanced at her grimoire before deciding she didn’t need to reread it. She needed to act now.
She chanted the words softly. The wind picked up around her, but the candle flames remained steady.
Tingles rolled through her chest, as if insects were crawling inside her. As she looped through the long incantation a third time, the candles died out, and a gray smoke blocked the night’s celestial lights.
A dark form of gleaming muscle, leathery wings, and a whip-like tail smirked at her from inside the rune.
“You summed.” His words were impossibly husky.
Kristi’s muscles locked up. She wanted a powerful demon, someone who could change her fortune. Instead she got an…incubus.
No, that couldn’t be right, the spell–
“Sweetheart, if you wanted one of my brothers, you needed a different spell.” The incubus smirked, his tail flicking around his muscled thigh. “But maybe, just maybe, I can still help.”
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