Friday, May 26, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 2

She pulled out her bow and two golden arrows. Placing both arrows in the bow, she pulled back and released. Her left arrow hit the mark and landed on the man, but her right arrow went askew and hit a woman who was dancing with another man in the middle of the crowded dance floor.
Priya laughed as the man hit by the arrow started towards the woman on the dance floor. “Oops. Well, this ought to be interesting.”
Amorette hated the way Priya acted so nonchalantly towards mortal’s hearts. She slammed her glass on the table. She knew what was going to happen next. There would be a fight over the dancing woman Priya had hit accidently and the brunette by the wall would leave feeling just as lonely and sad.
She sighed heavily as she pulled out her bow and quickly scanned the club for an aura that would match that of the brunette’s. Sitting at the bar was a man hunkered over a drink. His aura told him he was nursing a broken heart and would be a good match for the brunette. She placed two arrows in her bow, set her sights, before releasing her breath to steady her shot. She let the arrows fly and each hit their mark.
The guy at the bar turned just as the man Priya had hit with her arrow punched the guy that had been dancing with the woman hit with her arrow. Amorette could see the flash in the man by the bars eyes as he realized the brunette was stuck in the midst of the fight. He hurried over to her and pulled her out of the way, just as the men from the dance floor crashed into the spot she had been standing.
Amorette watched as the brunette thanked her hero and the two of them walked over to the bar together, before she flashed Priya a dirty look and stormed towards the club door.
As Amorette exited the club, Priya ran out after her and grabbed her arm.
“What’s your problem?” asked Priya as Amorette turned to face her. “Even with that last couple, you haven’t reached your quota.” She gave Amoretta a sly smile. “Come on, just throw some darts and then we’ll go have a little fun of our own. You know Tris is having a party topside.”
“The last thing I want to do is hang out in the clouds with Tris,” said Amoretta.
“The elders have spoken, he’s your match, Amoretta,” said Priya. “The sooner you accept that, the sooner you two can be coupled, and then you can have the relationship you’re always droning on about.”
“But it won’t be love,” sighed Amoretta. “I want love and the elders have been very specific that I don’t have to be coupled to Tris until I’m ready. There’s no time limit and I may never be ready for that.”
“Do you know how many cupids would love to be coupled with Tris?” Priya’s mouth hung open. “You’re so lucky. He’s gorgeous, successful, has a slew of followers, and did I mention he’s gorgeous?”
“There’s more to a relationship than just looks,” said Amorette. She pulled an arrow from her quiver and fingered it gently. “I just want to feel real love. I don’t want to be coupled by a bunch of elders who have never been coupled themselves.”
“Love is nothing but trouble,” Priya said with a scowl. “Most of the time it causes heartache. Why the mortals want it so badly, I will never understand.”
 “Oh but Priya, don’t you get how true love makes mortals feel unbelievably happy. It’s like they’re just walking around wrapped in a hug of giddiness.” She smiled and clasped her hands together. “I can’t imagine that feeling of being in love and just knowing that everything is going to fall into place. The anticipation of when you’ll get to see them next and the overwhelming sensation of relief and calm when you do. It’s the type of feeling that makes you feel stronger and more fragile all at the same time.”
“Sounds terrible,” said Priya rolling her eyes.
“I think it sound wonderful,” said Amorette as she eyed the arrow. “So wonderful I think about pricking my own finger just to get a taste of it.”
Priya grabbed the arrow out of Amorrette’s grasp.  “Don’t you ever say that again. In fact, don’t you even think it. You know how much trouble you could get into. It is against the law to poke yourself or any other cupid with an arrow. Cupids can’t fall in love with humans, they are to be coupled with other cupids. You know the punishment is …”
Amorette held up her hand. “I know, I know … if I prick myself with the arrow and fall in love with a human, I will banished to the outer world, forced to walk alone for all eternity.”
“So would experiencing love really be work it?” asked Priya.

“I believe it would.”

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Give Me Love ~ Part 1

Author's note: Welcome to Give Me Love, a serial novella written especially for Anna's Legacy. Please keep in mind that you are reading the rough draft of this novella. There will be mistakes and typos. This sneak peek into my writing process, not to mention a free read, is my gift to you for being such wonderful followers of Anna's Legacy. I do hope you'll enjoy. You can find my other Anna's Legacy novellas, The Divine Heart, Birdsong, and Heart of an Angel on Amazon.com. 




So without future ado, I present to you: Give Me Love: A Fantasy Novella:



Chapter 1


The music was loud and sent an intoxicating beat throughout the club causing a flood of bodies to flow onto the dance floor in a wave of raised hands and shaking hips. Amorette sat at a table just to the side of the dance floor and surveyed the crowd as she gingerly twirled her glass in a puddle of condensation. She loved the energy of the horde and the electric current of people hoping to find love in the mass of revelers, but on this night she was feeling less than enthused.
She knew she had a job to do and sat up a little straighter. She needed to find matches or she wouldn’t meet her quota. She shuddered as she thought of getting another lecture from Tris. He had no authority over her, but that didn’t stop him from constantly being a thorn in her side.
Scanning the dance floor, her eyes fell on her friend, Priya. Priya’s arm was cocked back as she aimed her golden arrow, the fletching shaped like a heart, at a couple grinding it out on the dance floor. Everyone continued to dance around Priya and Amorette knew they couldn’t see her. As soon as the bow came out, cupids became invisible to mortals.
Amorette sighed as Priya released the arrow, it hitting its mark as the couples’ grinding took on more intensity and they began kissing passionately. Priya practically skipped to the table.
“Just one more couple and I’ve met my quota for the month,” Priya bragged.
“You know that couple will never stay together,” said Amorette picking up her glass and pointing it at the couple that Priya had just hit with an arrow before taking a drink. “Their auras are all wrong. It’ll end in heartache.”
Priya rolled her eyes. “Not all arrows have to hit the true love mark. You know as well as I do that all the loves that go wrong, make us appreciate the one that goes right. You’re right, that couple won’t have a happily ever after, but they will learn something from the relationship.”
“And that doesn’t bother you?” asked Amorette, swirling her ice.
“Why would it?” asked Priya with a shrug. “My job is to create more love in the world, not be their couple’s counselor.”
“Remember when cupids only intervened when it was true love? When the auras were right and the stars aligned?” Amorette let out a happy sigh, before letting her face frown. “Now we just shoot anybody and hope they learn something when it goes wrong.”
“Oh please,” said Priya, “they put it on themselves. We may have cupid’s arrow, but they have free will and can see the truth at any time. They’re all just so ready to fall in love, they’re practically asking for heartache. I’m not going to lose any sleep because it’ll end badly, think of all the fun they’ll have until that moment.”
“I just think it’s wrong to play with people’s hearts,” said Amorette.
“That’s because you’re looking at it all wrong,” said Priya pointed to a brunette on her right. “Look on this side of the room we have a girl standing by the wall. You can tell she wants to dance and that she’s lonely, but no one has asked her and she’s not about to just go out and let loose.” Priya pointed to a man on her left. “Now, look over here at this guy. He’s been staring at her all night, but is too shy to make his move. I realize their auras conflict, he’s going to litter while she’s an avid recycler, but isn’t it fun to play? And I’m giving them what they want. Her a partner to dance with and the feeling of being wanted and him courage to approach a girl he finds attractive.”
She pulled out her bow and two golden arrows. Placing both arrows in the bow, she pulled back and released. Her left arrow hit the mark and landed on the man, but her right arrow went askew and hit a woman who was dancing with another man in the middle of the crowded dance floor.

Priya laughed as the man hit by the arrow started towards the woman on the dance floor. “Oops. Well, this ought to be interesting.”

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

May Birthstaone

It is May! If you were born this month, you are an Exotic Emerald


Emerald " The Stone Of Divine Love " 
I guard your heart's essence. I compel you to function at your highest level ensuring that you walk an illuminated path with the brilliance of love as your guide.

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

April Birthstone

It is April! If you were Born this Month, you are a Dazzling Diamond!




Diamond  “The Stone Of New Beginnings” I heal emotional and mental pain reducing fear and bringing about new beginnings.

Diamonds have been admired for centuries, and some historians estimate it was traded as early as 4 BC. Many ancient civilizations believed that diamonds were lighting made real on earth. Perhaps this is the reason that diamonds have often been associated with great healing powers. Many thought the diamond could cure brain disease, alleviate pituitary gland disorders and draw toxins from the blood.


Tuesday, March 21, 2017

The Dark Heart ~ The Conclusion

Emberlyn covered her ears and closed her eyes as the room got brighter than her eyes could bear. She felt a hand grab hers and opened her eyes just enough to see Jackson’s fingers laced with hers. Through the light and noise he had crawled to be near her. She grabbed Alister’s hand with her free hand and then raised her head to the sky as the ringing and blue light burst out the windows and everything went black.

Chapter 13


Jackson concentrated on the small African violet plant in Embelryn’s vast garden. The poor thing had been left unwatered and looked to be on its last legs. He took a deep breath and then visualized the little plant perking up as its leaves greened and its dark purple flowers blossomed. He muttered the words Emberlyn taught him and then cheered as the plant not only perked up, but grew into a bush full of violet blooms.
“Well, that’s one way,” said Emberlyn with a laugh.
Jackson gave her a smile. “Go big or go home, right?”
He leaned back in his chair. “This is wild.”
“What?” asked Emberlyn.
“Magic,” said Jackson, “two weeks ago I didn’t even know magic was real and now I have actual magical powers. I feel like Superman.” He gave her a wink. “Come on, I took a bullet to the leg and now it’s like it never happened.”
“Because of Alister.” Emberlyn’s face fell. “We all know Superman can stop bullets with his teeth, witches are not so lucky.”
Jackson reached over and gave Emberlyn’s hand a gentle squeeze. “Alister gave us all a very special gift that day. We have to remember that and not what happened with Charles.”
Emberlyn let out a grunt of disgust. “How did I ever fall for that man?”
“He was a con artist,” Jackson said with a shrug. “Their game is to trick people. You couldn’t have known and you have to stop blaming yourself.”
“At least now he won’t be able to hurt anyone else,” said Emberlyn as she stood. “He’s been denied bail and will hopefully spend a lifetime in jail for what he did to Alister. I just wish there was more I could do.”
Jackson stood and wrapped her in a hug. “We both know Alister wouldn’t change a thing.”
“You’re darn right I wouldn’t,” said Alister as he walked into the garden, his arm in a sling.
“You should be in bed,” scolded Emberlyn as she broke from the hug.
Alister waved her off with his good hand. “Nonsense, I feel amazing and the best medicine is being around the people I love.” He looked at the African violet. “The lessons are going well I see.”
“I’m honored that you found me worthy of sharing your magic with. I won’t let you down,” said Jackson. He grabbed Emberlyn’s hand. “I’ll protect both her person and her heart, just as you have done all these years.”
“Now, if you two are done with your lessons, I think it’s time for tea,” said Alister.
“I’ll get it,” said Emberlyn.
“No need,” said Alister. He snapped his fingers and his sling disappeared. He rolled his arms in a big circle as if stretching it out. “All better.”
Emberlyn gasped. “But you gave away all your magic!”
“No, my dear,” said Alister, giving his head a little shake. “Just most of it. I’ve been alive for centuries and had a lot to give. I’m not as strong as I once was, but that’ll change over time. It’s a sacrifice I would make for you a hundred times over, even if it meant losing it all.”
“You sly devil,” said Jackson. “We’ve been waiting hand and foot on your for weeks.”
Alister gave Jackson a smile, before turning and walking towards the house.
Jackson looked at Emberlyn. “I meant what I said to Alister, Emberlyn, I’ll spend my entire life loving and protecting you, if you’ll have me.”
 Emberlyn tilted her head up and gently caressed Jackson’s lips with hers. He wrapped his arms around her, as she curved her body into his. Jackson felt as if he were floating as they drank each other in. Emberlyn gently backed away and Jackson saw that they were, indeed, hovering just a few inches off the ground. They floated back to the ground and Jackson couldn’t help but give her another kiss.
His heart was light and he knew his love would chase away any of the dark that still lingered in hers.


The End







Look for Give Me Love: A Fantasy Novella, starting Tuesday, May 9th!

Friday, March 17, 2017

The Dark Heart ~ Part 40

Alister let out a groan and Emberlyn rushed back to his side, throwing the key to Charles. He caught the key and then turned his back to Emberlyn in order to talk to Jackson.
“Just so you know, she’s a witch,” said Charles. “Well she used to be. She gave up her magical powers for you. Too bad she isn’t very smart. If she were smarter, then she would have used the password for leverage. Instead, she gave me everything I needed. Now I can just kill you all.”
Charles raised the gun and Emberlyn prayed he was bluffing. She looked at Alister, hoping he had enough strength to use his magic, but he hadn’t regained consciousness since he had been shot. Her eyes fell on the vanity stool.
Quickly, yet quietly, she stood grabbed the vanity stool and slammed it over Charles head. He turned and looked at her, surprise plastered on his face before dropping the gun and wilting to the ground.
Jackson reached over and grabbed the gun.
“Are you okay?” asked Emberlyn as she hurried to him.
“I’m fine,” said Jackson. “You need to use your magic and heal Alister.”
“I can’t,” said Emberlyn.
“You mean Charles wasn’t lying? You gave up your magic?” His voice cracked and Emberlyn could see tears forming. She could see now that that was the last thing he would have asked her to do. That he would never try to change her and would love her for who she was.
“You gave up your magic for me?” he asked again in a whisper as he shook his head.
Emberlyn couldn’t answer. She had been a fool to give up something so precious before giving Jackson time to think. She rushed to her phone and dialed 911. She hastily gave the operator the address, before hanging up and kneeling before Alister. His eyes fluttered open.
“What’s going on? Are you okay, Emberlyn?” he asked.
“I’m fine, but you’ve been shot,” explained Emberlyn. “You saved me. I’m so sorry, I can’t save you back.”
“Silly girl,” said Alister, reaching up to brush a hair off Emberlyn’s cheek. “You’ve saved me a million times over, in more ways than I could explain. I would gladly give my life for yours, but just do that spell I taught you, and all will be right again.”
“I can’t,” cried Emberlyn. “I gave up my magic before I knew Charles was here. After seeing the look on Jackson’s face at The Shack, I thought I had to choose between love and magic.” She looked up at Jackson. “I picked him.”
“Of course you did, sweetheart,” said Alister, giving her a weak smile. “You picked love, just as I did.”
“But you didn’t have to,” said Jackson. “Emberlyn, I love you for who you are. I was an idiot to run out of the store like that. I was exhausted after what happened with Genna and being at the hospital all night. I wasn’t thinking straight. I would never want you to change for me. I love you.”
“I know,” Emberlyn whispered. She looked at him, tears spilling onto her cheeks. “I love you, too.”
“Well, it’s settled then,” said Alister.
He began to mutter a spell and Emberlyn instantly knew the words. Alister was giving up his magic, but had altered the spell slightly in a way she didn’t understand.
“You can’t,” cried Emberlyn, “your magic may be the only thing keeping you alive. Alister please, no.”
The room filled with a brilliant blue light, much brighter than Emberlyn’s magic had been when it left her body. She wanted to stop Alister and cry out for him to cease his spell again, but a high pitched ring took over the room.
Emberlyn covered her ears and closed her eyes as the room got brighter than her eyes could bear. She felt a hand grab hers and opened her eyes just enough to see Jackson’s fingers laced with hers. Through the light and noise he had crawled to be near her. She grabbed Alister’s hand with her free hand and then raised her head to the sky as the ringing and blue light burst out the windows and everything went black.

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

The Dark Heart ~ Part 39

“I have never used magic to get people to give me money,” stated Emberlyn.
“Regardless, you owe me about five million dollars, let’s go ahead and round up, due to interest and make it an even ten.”
“I’m not giving you anything,” said Emberlyn.
“Then you’ll die.”
Charles raised the gun.
“Alister!” Emberlyn screamed.
Thunder and lightning rocked the house as her bedroom door burst open. Charles pulled the trigger. Emberlyn closed her eyes, threw out of hands in a feeble act of protection, and braced herself for the pain of the bullet.
Instead of feeling the pierce of the bullet, she felt something heavy fall into her arms. She opened her eyes and wrapped her arms around Alister as they both fell to the ground. Her eyes grew wide as they fell on the dark red spot that grew near Alister’s collarbone. He had been shot.
“No, Alister! No. No. No.”
The wind wailed as Emberlyn let out a cry of anguish and pressed her hands against the wound, just as Jackson barreled through the open door. He didn’t hesitate to tackle Charles.
Emberlyn held Alister’s wound tight and watched as Jackson tried to wrestle Charles to the ground. Charles pushed back, causing both men to slam into Emberlyn’s dresser. The mirror shattered.
Jackson let out a cry as a piece of glass cut his arm. Charles cocked the gun, just as Jackson grabbed him around the waist and rammed him into the wall. He placed his elbow just under Charles’s neck to pin him and then reached for the gun.
The gun went off a second time and Emberlyn jumped as Jackson fell to the ground.
She screamed for Jackson. He sat up on his elbows and Emberlyn could see the bullet wound in his thigh.
Charles stood tall and again pointed his gun at Emberlyn.
“Good lord, all I wanted was some money and you all have to go and get all violent. You could have just written a check, but no. Now two people have been shot.” He gave Alister a look. “Of course, I didn’t really mind shooting him.” He walked around, his back to Emberlyn and gave Jackson a look. “You’re the guy that punched me in the garden. So, yeah, not feeling too bad about shooting you either.”
He turned so he could look at both Jackson and Emberlyn.
“Oh my god, are you two a thing? Did our little tiff in the garden, bring you two together?” He giggled sarcastically. “Emberlyn, you should give me the money for that reason alone. It’s too bad really, because, I’m a big fan of love, but now I have to kill you both.”
He looked at Jackson. “Really sucks for you. I had kind of made up my mind to go ahead and kill Emberlyn and Alister. Man, they are thorns in my side, but you just made the mistake of falling for the wrong girl and I can’t have any witnesses.”
“Take the money,” cried Emberlyn. She gently laid Alister down and ran to a picture on the far wall. She threw the picture to the side and quickly tapped in the code, before placing her thumb on the fingerprint reader. The door clicked open.
“There’s about half a million in here,” she said, before grabbing a little box. “You can take this key to the bank on Burbank. The code word is Ashwood. You can have everything in the box, no one will question you as long as you have the key and password. It isn’t ten million dollars, but it’s enough that you’ll live comfortably for a long time. I swear you’ll never hear from any of us again. Just go so I can call an ambulance for Alister.”
Alister let out a groan and Emberlyn rushed back to his side, throwing the key to Charles. He caught the key and then turned his back to Emberlyn in order to talk to Jackson.

“Just so you know, she’s a witch,” said Charles. “Well she used to be. She gave up her magical powers for you. Too bad she isn’t very smart. If she were smarter, then she would have used the password for leverage. Instead, she gave me everything I needed. Now I can just kill you all.”