Devyn placed her
grandmother’s antique doll in the rocking chair by the bed. “That’s it. All
unpacked.” She straightened, giving her back a rub.
“Here, let me.” Cole
wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her neck a kiss.
She smirked. “How is
that helping my back?”
“I’m only getting
started.” He kissed her neck again.
“Maybe after you take a
“Is that your way of
telling me I stink?”
Smiling, she twisted to
face him and patted him on the cheek. “Shower.”
He peeled his shirt off
and walked into the washroom.
“Man, it’s cold in
here.” She checked the air conditioning. “Off? Hmm…Hey, Cole, does it feel cold
in here to you?” She turned back to the room. The doll’s head was now facing her.
“That’s weird. I could have sworn it was…” She shrugged and headed for the
door. Stopping in the doorway, she swung back. The doll now sat in the middle
of the bed. “What the…?”
She went back to the
bed and picked up the doll. “How did you get there?” She set it back on the
rocking chair and headed for the door. Creaking came from behind her, and she
spun around. The chair was rocking on its own. “Cole?” She rushed into the
“You say something?”
Cole poked his head out from behind the shower curtain.
“The chair, it—” she turned
to the rocker, but it was perfectly still. “Would you…like me to fix you a
“How about some of that
white wine we picked up today. It should go great with the roast chicken and
“You read my mind.” She
forced a smile and went down into the kitchen. “Starting to imagine things.
You’re working too hard, Devyn. I think it’s about time you relaxed with a nice
big glass of wine.” She poured
herself a glass and took a gulp. “Ah, that hits the spot.” She set the glass to
the left of the sink and opened the fridge. Taking the potato salad out, she
then got the plates out of the cupboard. The glass of wine was now sitting on
the right side of the sink. “I put it on the left. I know I did.” She took
another drink, and then set it once again on the left side of the sink.
“You almost done? I’ve
got the chicken warming in the oven, and I don’t want to take it out if you’re
“I’ll be down in a
“Okay, I’m dishing up
the food now.” She poured him a glass of wine and took the chicken out of the
oven. Putting the food out on the plates, she then reached for her wine. The
glass was not in the kitchen. She opened the fridge. “Nope, not in there.” She
closed the door. “This is ridiculous. I know I didn’t carry it out of the
kitchen. I didn’t leave the kitchen.” She wandered the ground floor, but the
glass of wine was no where to be found. “What the hell?” Coming back into the
kitchen, she pulled up.
Resurrection: The Legacy of Starke House The Demon Series Part 3
Cole Pearson finds a great deal on a house, he can’t believe his luck. A new
job, a new town, a new house…life couldn’t be better. His wife, Devyn, however,
thinks it’s too good to be true.
sooner than they move in, than objects begin to move from where they were
placed, and Devyn quickly realizes the reason the price was so reasonable.
Getting a dog to keep Devyn company, while he is out of the house, seems the
answer to Devyn’s problem, or so Cole believes. Only the dog, like Devyn,
doesn’t want to go in the house, and Devyn wants to leave.
the house, as Cole is about to discover, is the least of their problems. And
what lies ahead…in the dark…in the basement…is something Cole never expected.