Mistress of Magic Plus Ghost of a Psycho

By Donald H Sullivan

Contains two stories. Mistress of Magic: A popular TV Illusionist comes into a real magic wand that belonged to Merlin. The wand leads her on a perilous journey to an alternate world.
Ghost of a Psycho: A couple buys a house that is said to be haunted. They laugh it off, but find it is not merely a rumor. The house is haunted by the evil ghost of a homicidal maniac.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Apr 6, 2016
• ISBN: 9781365027956

Donald H Sullivan

I'm a native Floridian, retired from the US Army, I started writing in the army, mostly training and tech manuals. Boring stuff, but it whetted my interest in writing. I've written sci-fi, thrillers, mysteries, humor, fantasies, horror, and more. I'm now living in NC. While in the army, I served in air defense artillery, military intelligence, and psychological operations. I also worked in Federal Civil Service as a quality assurance specialist, ammunition surveillance. I love writing, reading, most kinds of music, and animals--especially dogs.

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Mistress of Magic Plus Ghost of a Psycho

Title Page

Mistress of Magic

Plus

Ghost of a Psycho

Copyright Page

Copyright 2016  Donald H Sullivan

ISBN: 978-1-365-02795-6

Part I: Mistress of Magic

There was nothing special about the small curio shop.  Old  English  lettering on the plate glass window proclaimed Antiques and Curios.

Desiree stopped.  Wait, she said, let's take a look at what they've got here.

Sheila rolled her eyes upward.  Are you serious?  I can tell you what they've got. Crummy junk, that's what.  Just look at the dump.  She tugged her sister's arm .  C'mon.  Let's not waste our time here.

Desiree was only half listening.  I have a gut feeling that this place has something I can use in my act.

You and your gut feelings will do me in.  First you get a gut feeling to come to this run-down part of town, and now you want to go in this run-down joint.  Let's get outta this area before we get mugged.

No, wait.  I mean it.  I want to check this place out.  It'll only take a few minutes.

Sheila shrugged and rolled her eyes.  Whatever you say.

Desiree laughed.  C'mon, let's go in.

It was a small hole-in-the-wall shop, and there wasn't much to see.  It was dingy, dimly lighted, and the items weren't displayed attractively.  A thin, stoop-shouldered woman behind the counter looked up as they entered.  Her bespectacled eyes widened and her mouth flew open.

Why…aren't you Desiree, The Mistress of Magic?

Desiree smiled.  Yours truly.

We watched your TV special last night.  We think you're great.  She chuckled.  My grandson's got a crush on you.   Raves about your raven hair and violet eyes.  Me, I think you look like a young Cindy Crawford.

Well…maybe a slightly toned down version,