Revenge Of The Fortune-Teller: The Horror Diaries, #19

By Heather Beck

The magical life of Sage Michaels is revealed when she becomes a fortune-teller’s assistant at the local carnival.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Treasure Cove Books
• Release date: Oct 13, 2015
• ISBN: 9781519935939

Heather Beck

Heather Beck is a Canadian Author and Screenwriter who began writing professionally at the age of sixteen. Since then she has written eleven well-reviewed books, including the best-selling series, The Horror Diaries, which has sold in six continents. Heather received an Honors Bachelor of Arts degree from university where she specialized in English and studied an array of disciplines. Currently, she is working on the Frostbitten series and has two anthologies slated for publication. As a screenwriter, Heather has multiple television shows and movies in development. Her short films include: Young Eyes, The Rarity, Too Sensible For Love, Circular, and the forthcoming Witch’s Brew. Besides writing, Heather’s greatest passion is the outdoors. She is an award-winning fisherwoman and a regular hiker. Her hobbies include swimming, playing badminton and volunteering with non-profit organizations.

Book preview

An early morning fog surrounded seventeen-year-old Sage Michaels as she hurried towards the carnival. Getting closer, she looked up to see the rides, which loomed high in the sky and seemingly disappeared into the low grey clouds. She could even hear an echo of hammers and saws being used by rushed workmen. Excited, Sage approached the front gates.

Hello, Sage greeted a scruffy-looking security guard who manned the gates.

The carnival is closed, the security guard snapped, hardly looking up as he texted on his cellphone.

Sage was deeply annoyed by his remark. The Ringo Carnival had come every year to her town of Oakwood Valley since she was five years old. As a regular visitor, she knew they opened on the first day of summer and closed after the Labor Day weekend.

Cat got your tongue, kid? the security guard snickered, finally putting away his cellphone to pay attention to her.

I’m not here as a customer, Sage replied as calmly as she could. I’m looking for the manager.

What do you want him for?

If you must know, I’m applying for a job.

The security guard looked Sage up and down. Aren’t you a bit young to be employed? he asked mockingly.

No, she replied sharply.

Fine, the security guard said with a heavy sigh, obviously annoyed that he had to leave his post. I’ll take you to Ringo.

Thanks, Sage responded in an ungrateful tone. She sincerely hoped that the rest of the staff wouldn’t be as unpleasant as this man.

The security guard hurried throughout the carnival. Sage was forced to keep up, even though she yearned to stop and watch the colorful tents being assembled.

Ringo! the security guard called