Cursed - Born of the Blood Book 1 by Skylar Mckinzie Book Tour and Giveaway :)
Cursed
Born
of the Blood Book 1
by
Skylar Mckinzie
Genre:
YA Paranormal Fantasy
Skye,
Stormy, and Savannah Davidson are no different from the other
residents of Discovery, Massachusetts, or so they think. As their
25th birthday approaches, the town begins to treat them with wariness
and suspicion. Skye begins to believe the triplets are special. Can
they solve the puzzle of their past to save the town from the evil
forces that affect their future?
Prologue
1692:
Discovery, Massachusetts
The
growl from the other side of the door had spurred Faith into action
like
nothing
else could. It wouldn’t be long before they came for her, because
of what
they
thought she was. Granny had warned her about going out during the
hunt,
but
she simply wanted to, no, had
to
see him one more time. She knew it was a
risk.
She knew the magistrate watched her and her family, searching for any
excuse
to accuse them of witchcraft. She reached down to stroke the agitated
wolf
at her feet. Faith knew she should send him running into the darkness
but
was
unable to bring herself to part with him before she had to. “Shh,
Wolfe.” She
rubbed
his soft fur to quiet him.
Maybe
Wolfe reacted to the growl from the dogs outside, or perhaps, he
innately
knew the mob was coming for her. Whatever the cause, his reaction
galvanized
her, and she tore the house apart, looking for a place to hide the
book
that
would condemn her and her sisters. Wolfe padded behind her, growling
occasionally,
as if to remind her the men grew closer. Faith turned to see her
sisters,
Chasity and Hope, standing in the doorway.
“Did
I not tell you to run?” Faith quickly gathered some potions, vials,
and
other
essentials they would need, putting them hastily into a bag. With
their
flowing
black hair and blue eyes, they appeared identical to Faith, another
mark
against
them as far as the town was concerned. Three babies, born at once,
all
resembling
the same person, had to be witchcraft, didn’t it?
“Run!”
Faith tossed the bags at the young women. She knew she caused the
hunters
to come for them. If only she hadn’t gone to see him, if she had
simply
listened
to her granny. She darted after her sisters and Wolfe, out the back
door
of
the huge house, understanding she would never darken its doors again.
Fleeing
through the woods behind her former home, Faith heard the rapid
breathing
of her sisters running beside her, and the padded footsteps of Wolfe
as
he
led them to where their only salvations lie. Their lovers waited to
spirit them
away
from this place, away from the ignorance consuming this town. The six
of
them
would leave to a new land and begin again, somewhere they weren’t
feared
and
wouldn’t be put to death for being different.
Faith
sighed with relief when she saw horses ahead. “We’ve made it. It
will all
be
okay now,” she whispered, turning to her sisters as she stopped to
pat the top
of
Wolfe’s head. She looked up in shock as the magistrate came out of
the
darkness.
“Did
you really think we would let three witches descend on the world
outside
of
Salem? There’s no telling what kind of disaster that would cause,”
the
magistrate
said, his razor-sharp eyes full of hatred.
Faith
watched in dismay as her sisters were grabbed. She tried to go to
them,
but
was stopped as hands gripped her arms from behind. To no avail, Faith
struggled
to let herself free.
“But,
how…” Tears filled her eyes when they
stepped
out of the shadows.
“You!
You betrayed us,” she murmured, tears falling as she was led to one
of the
three
stakes erected. She had failed to see them when they’d burst into
the
clearing.
The
wide-eyed terror on the faces of the sisters she swore to protect
prompted
Faith
to reveal their true nature. Flames licking toward their feet, the
smell of
burning
material in her nose, she started to chant, her sisters’ voices
soon adding
to
the incantation.
As
the fire rose to meet their feet, their voices grew louder and Faith
saw the
townspeople
fidget as their nerves got the better of them. She looked directly at
the
family who betrayed them, the family she, no they
put
their entire trust in.
The
birthmark on her shoulder stung, and the rain fell.
Skylar
McKinzie
lives in the small town of Screven, Ga. When she’s not writing,
she’s cooking, baking, reading, and spending time with her family.
She also loves long walks and sitting by the bonfire in October,
which is her favorite month of the year.
She
writes horror and paranormal romance. She is working on her next
novel due to be released by the end of the year.
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