Chapter 1

The end of the day was creeping ever nearer and Kate couldn’t wait. All day she had eyed the clock on the other side of her uncle’s antique shop rolling her fingers on the side of the cash register. “5:00 pm”, it displayed seemingly teasing her as the last thirty minutes of her shift slowed to a crawl. She couldn’t complain too much since it helped pay for college and it was only for the summer after all.

The store was all but vacant, so Kate walked around to check things out. It had been a year after all since she had started and there were possibly new items she had yet seen. As she neared the back, a black Gothic antique mirror caught her eye. It was a full-length mirror nearing her height from the floor and had cobras carved into the sides.

Being a Goth she took a liking to it and started looking herself over in it. Her silky black hair was shoulder length when worn straight, but she typically kept it in pigtails. Her white button-down barely kept her d cups at bay while her black skirt came just below her ass. Her black and white stockings came up to meet her skirt, which complemented her three-inch black stilettos. The top two buttons of her shirt she always kept undone just to tease her classmates with her sexy cleavage. She stood about five foot and four inches tall and prided herself in being everyone’s dream girl in college, though she never really dated.

Kate’s uncle suddenly walked in the store with a box full of new items.

“Damn it, Kate, you look like a fucking whore with your shirt like that! I’m not running a porn shop you know!” Her uncle scorned.

Kate rolled her eyes as she reluctantly buttoned her shirt. “Sorry, Uncle John. Was I not closing tonight?” Kate asked as she looked through the box.

“Well, I had someone drop this by me today while I was out and didn’t want to lug it home ... some weirdo with a cobra tattoo.” John snarled. Kate’s curiosity was sparked and she began to rummage through the box on the counter. She came across a black hardback book that looked a bit weathered. She opened it to the front page and it read:

Selena’s Book of Shadows

“Wow, this is some kind of spell book!” Kate exclaimed.

“Jesus, Kate, don’t tell me you believe that shit,” John laughed.

“I don’t know. There must be something to it,” Kate smirked as she thumbed through the book.

“Well, why don’t you take it home with you then. It’s just junk to me anyway. I couldn’t sell it if I tried,” John laughed.

With that, Kate slipped the book in her handbag and went to clock out.

“Hey, you still have fifteen minutes,” John laughed as Kate slowly turned around and sighed.

“Ah fuck it go ahead. Just don’t hex me with that if you can help it, haha,” John sneered.

“Thanks, uncle. See you tomorrow,” Kate said as she skipped out the door.

Her apartment was only a few blocks down from the store so she started walking that way as she read through the book. She was not a witch, but something about the idea of witchcraft had always sparked her interest. She had a difficult time believing the validity of this spellbook, however. There was nothing special about the cover and the spells were written in modern day English. At any rate, she figured it would be a fun read. While skimming through the index something caught her eye: “Object Enchantment and Animation”

“Hmm, this looks fun.” She thought as she turned to it and it read:

Object Enchantment and Animation

Please heed the below warning very carefully.

Enchantment and animation spells should only be attempted by an experienced sorcerer.

Certain conditions present during the incantation can affect the behavior of the animated object. (DO NOT attempt to animate an object that had been bloodstained as it may give it a murderous personality.)

If the spell needs to be reversed please refer to page 375...

Kate laughed to herself thinking about the ridiculousness of some of the ‘killer’ objects that came to her mind. ‘I can hear the newscast now,”’ Kate thought, ‘Local man claims his sex doll attempted to kill him when local police found him nearly strangled to death in his own home.’

Kate read on:

Touch the object you want to enchant with your index finger while touching this book with your free hand. Chant the following words:

I call upon the sacred power On this day and in this hour Give me the power to animate this I cast this spell and give it bliss. Come to life with my sacred power. ‘This is too simple. No way is this real,’ Kate thought. --- When Kate arrived at her apartment, she stripped down to her underwear and started toward her bed. She was exhausted from work and figured a short nap was in order before grabbing some dinner. She fell to her bed and was nearly asleep as she collided with her pillow.

A couple of hours later she awoke and noticed she had slightly soiled her panties.

‘Damn, I must have had a wet dream,’ Kate giggled to herself as she rose up in her bed. Come to think of it, she was slightly aroused; it had been a while since she had been with a man after all.

She stepped out of bed, accidentally kicking her purse over in the process, and knocked the book of shadows out onto the floor below.

‘Why the hell not? It’s not like anyone’s here to witness me making a fool of myself if it doesn’t work,’ Kate thought to herself.

She picked up the book and turned back to the object enchantment page from earlier.

‘In the slight chance that this does work, how do I know for sure this enchanted object will be friendly?’ Kate asked herself.

She then remembered what the book said: “Certain conditions present during the incantation can affect the behavior of the animated object”