Summoning: Genre: Paranormal
Summoning a demon should not have been difficult. Marie wanted perfect hair, all her homework magically done, and 50,000 followers on Instagram, and she was willing to sacrifice a small rodent to get it.
The incantation she’d purchased on Ebay seemed legit, since the seller provided a laundry-list of references all the way back to the Library of Alexandria, which Marie was pretty sure was in Virginia.
The list of warnings was equally long, reminding Marie of pharmaceutical commercials that ended in a litany of side-effects. Sure, those side-effects sounded dire, but they just proved the drugs actually worked.
So, she’d bought the candles, the chalk, drawn the sigils exactly as shown in the PDF she’d downloaded, and read aloud the sibilant words. The mouse she’d stolen had barely struggled, as it was her brother’s pet. A quick stab with her stiletto, and she retraced the chalk outline in the mouse’s blood.
Suddenly, the lights flickered, the floor shook, and a strange sound emanated from the circle. Afraid, Marie dropped to the ground, arms over her head. But the shaking stopped, the lights flipped on, and the noise in the circle was replaced by a soft, white mist.
Marie approached the circle—maybe she’d managed it after all. The closer she got to the circle, the more she was tempted to touch the mist, despite the warnings. So, she reached a finger past the barrier and touched it.
Vertigo instantly overtook her, and she was falling down, down into an abyss so black she’d never see the bottom. Only her body was still upright, her face grinning a devilish smile. And as she watched over the next few hours, weeks, months, unable to control her own body, her hair morphed to perfection, her homework magically did itself, and her Instagram follower count broke the 500k barrier.
She had everything she wanted, except it wasn’t hers anymore.
Mary Elizabeth Summer is the author of the young-adult Trust Me mystery series. She lives in Beaverton with her wife, their daughter, their dog, and their evil overlor—er, cats.