Remembering the ones we’ve lost
by Noree Cosper
When I was a little girl I used to love going over to my grandmother’s house. She had all kinds of toys just for me and she would sit and watch television while I played. In the afternoons we would play together in her front yard and she would by me snow cones from the truck that came. Back then, my life goal was to drive a snow cone truck and deliver tasty cold dreams to other children. Boy, did I aim low. Eventually, I moved away with my mother, who was already divorced from my father. I saw less and less of my grandmother as the years passed by, but when I did she was always there with a kind smile. A few years ago she passed away. After all this time I still wish I’d spent more time with her in those final years. On Dia de los Muertos I’ll have a snow cone and light a candle in memory of my grandmother.
A Prescription for Delirium
Ninety years ago, Gabriella di Luca promised to protect the family of her dying lover. She failed to keep that promise. She was too far away to stop the devil that murdered the eldest Van Helsing son. Years later, Gabby learns the devil has resurfaced. She arrives in Hampton, TX, determined to stop the devil before it can lay a bloody hand on the remaining three brothers.
However, madness is spreading through Hampton. She suspects the devil is using this madness to test a drug which has a side effect of demonic possession. Gabby rushes to end the source of the madness only to fall victim to it. For a woman cursed with eternal life, dying is no threat. However, Gabby must stop the devil’s plot or risk losing her most precious possession: her mind.
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About Noree Cosper
Noree Cosper loves writing about magic in the modern world. While growing up in Texas she constantly searched for mystical elements in the mundane. She buried her nose in both fiction and books about Wicca, Religion, and Mythology. Everyday became an adventure as she joined a group of role-players, acting out her fantasies of vampires, demons, and monsters living in the world.
She embraced her nerdom wholeheartedly.
Noree grew, but never left her love for fantasy and horror. Her dreams pushed her and her hand itched to write the visions she saw. So, with her fingers on the keys, she did what her heart had been telling her to do since childhood. She wrote.