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







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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.”

Friday, March 10, 2017

The Dark Heart ~ Part 38

Surely, Alister would understand and one day, when the time was right, he could restore her magic. She looked in the mirror again. Once her magic was gone, she would start aging again. She thought of her and Jackson growing old together.
Her hands flew to her belly, maybe they could even have a child or two together. Watch them grow up and then start families of their own. She could live a lifetime with Jackson in love. She knew in her heart that they would have their happily ever after.
Squaring her shoulders, she started the spell again. A bright blue light began to fill the room as the magical essence inside Emberlyn lifted away from her body.
Emberlyn’s essence grew brighter before exploding across the room, causing Emberlyn to fall to the ground. As the room returned to its normal state, she looked around. The storm still raged outside and the room appeared to be the same as it has been before.
She stood and walked to the window. She placed her hands on the glass and muttered a spell that would cause the rains to go away and the sun to return. As she finished the spell, she giggled as the rain continued to fall. She said the sunshine spell again and then laughed even harder as the thunderstorm continued.
Her laughter stopped as she heard her closet door squeak open. She turned slowly and felt bile rise to her throat as Charles Russell walked from behind the closet door and pointed his gun right at her.
“I always knew there was something strange about you,” he snarled.
Emberlyn made herself taller and crossed her arms. “You have no right to be here. Get out, now!”
Charles wiggled the gun in front of her. “Now, is that anyway to talk to the person in charge? Seems to me that I’m the one with the gun, you should shut up and listen.”
Emberlyn gave Charles a smirk as she started to mutter a spell. She threw her hands in the air, as if to cast Charles out of her room, but nothing happened. Her heart sank, she had given up her magic.
“Oops.” Now it was Charles’s turn to smirk. “You see I heard your little self-loathing rant. You gave up your only defense. Seems you have nothing.”
“What do you want?” demanded Emberlyn. “Why are you even here?”
Charles made a clicked his tongue. “Can’t I come see my fiancée?”
“Ex- fiancée,” Emberlyn corrected.
“Details,” Charles said nonchalantly. “Speaking of details, you seem to be forgetting one tiny one.”
“What’s that?” asked Emberlyn.
“The fact that you and your henceman, Alister, cost me a lot of money,” said Charles. “You outed my little con and I can’t say I appreciated that. Had you just let me leave with the funds…,” he looked at the gun. “… then I wouldn’t have to resort to such drastic measures.”
“You were stealing from charities,” snapped Emberlyn. “I wasn’t going to let you get away with that.”
“Why not?” snarled Charles. “You were probably using your little magical powers to get people to open their checkbooks. I just used my intellectual powers to do the same. We really aren’t that different.”
“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.”

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

The Dark Heart ~ Part 37

“Wait,” Jackson shook his head, “Charles Russell was at the party. He’s the guy I punched in the garden. I thought he was dead.”
“He’d like the whole world to believe that,” said Alister, taking a sip of his tea. “He is a con man and swindled a lot of people out of money. He tried to do the same with Emberlyn. She exposed him for the con man he was and he lost everything. The car crash was staged, but as you could tell from your encounter in the garden he is very much alive, as is Emberlyn’s former assistant. I believe she lives in Minnesota now.”
“So why was he here?” asked Jackson.
“Charles Russell is only after one thing,” said Alister. “Money.”



Chapter 12


Emberlyn sat at her vanity in her large master bedroom and stared at herself in the mirror. She had cried more tears than she thought was possible. The wind howled outside as the rain lashed against the windows.
Her mind turned to the storm she had caused in Jackson’s shop and the way he had looked at her. It was a look of absolute horror.
“What did you expect?” she asked herself in the mirror. “Genna almost died due to your stupid actions. You’re always thinking you’ve got it all down, but you know nothing, and now you’ve lost him for good.” She narrowed her eyes at herself. “You disgust me.”
She screamed at the mirror before grabbing her hairbrush and throwing it against her reflection. The mirror burst into a hundred pieces. Emberlyn stood, waved her hand over the mess and muttered a spell. The mirror magically put itself back together without a single crack or blemish remaining.
She looked at her hands. Her mind turned to her magic and love. She wondered if either had ever done any good. Love seemed to be nothing but trouble. A madman, thinking he loved her had killed her entire family. Then there was Charles Russell, confessing his undying love only to get to her money. Money she wouldn’t even have had her family not perished so many years ago. Her heart ached at the thought. Was it the magic or was it love that was her nemesis?
She had sworn off love decades before, but kept her magic, yet still found heartache. Maybe the two went hand in hand?
Emberlyn looked again in the mirror. “Maybe the trick is to get rid of the magic?”
Closing her eyes, Emberlyn began to recite an old spell she had taught herself years before in secret. It was as spell she would never let Alister know she knew. Her heart dropped and she ceased her spell, as she thought of her guardian. His heart would be broken when he found out.
“Am I making a mistake?” she asked herself. “I’m just being stupid.”
Her mind turned to Jackson again. He would never accept her magic. It was too much for him. Emberlyn bit her lip, her mind made up. She would give up magic for love.
Surely, Alister would understand and one day, when the time was right, he could restore her magic. She looked in the mirror again. Once her magic was gone, she would start aging again. She thought of her and Jackson growing old together.
Her hands flew to her belly, maybe they could even have a child or two together. Watch them grow up and then start families of their own. She could live a lifetime with Jackson in love. She knew in her heart that they would have their happily ever after.

Squaring her shoulders, she started the spell again. A bright blue light began to fill the room as the magical essence inside Emberlyn lifted away from her body. 

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

~~~~~ March Birthstone ~~~~~

It is March! If you were born this month you are an Adorable Aquamarine! 



Aquamarine " The Stone Of Enlightenment" 


I am helpful in understanding underlying emotional states and interpreting
how you really feel. I sooth fear and increase sensitivity. Wear me close to your heart and feel the sea, recalling dolphin dances with childlike delight