Friday, September 30, 2016

The Dark Heart ~ Part 15

“I’m not against love in general,” answered Emberlyn. “I love my family, friends, most children and puppies.”
“Just against romantic love then,” clarified Jackson.
Emberlyn nodded slightly. “Let’s just say, I haven’t had much luck in the romantic love department … down right bad luck if I’m being honest … so I’ve decided not to fall in love anymore.”
“That sounds sad,” said Jackson.
“Not in the slightest,” said Emberlyn. “My heart is filled in other ways, besides you said love is the furthest thing from your mind.”
“It is,” said Jackson with a nod.
“So how about that surf lesson? Or do you need to stay and work?” asked Emberlyn before adding. “I like your store, by the way. I expected Tiki masks and luau music, like every other surf shop in town.”
Jackson let out a belly laugh. “Those shops are for the tourists and they’re perfectly fine establishments, but the locals like that I’ve got the basics without the frills. They just want to come in and get what they need and get out. But do you want to know what the best part of The Shack is?”
Emberlyn shook her head.
“It’s that I own the place and can go surfing whenever I want, you game?”
“Let’s do this,” said Emberlyn.
“I got your coffee,” said Genna as she bounced in the office door holding two coffees and a big brown paper bag. She looked at Jackson as she held up the bag. “I also got some muffins, but I wasn’t sure what kind you liked, so I got a few of each. I’m sorry I have to go, now.”
Genna placed the coffees and muffins on Jackson’s desk.
“Thanks, Genna, I’m sure the staff will enjoy the muffins. What do I owe you?” asked Jackson, reaching for his wallet.
“Nothing,” said Genna. “My treat.”
She leaned over and gave Jackson a kiss on the cheek before practically skipping out the door.
Jackson raised an eyebrow as Genna left, she had never acted around him this way before. Maybe Emberlyn was right and Genna was acting differently because of the kiss. Jackson shook the thought away. He was no longer interested in Genna. She had shown her true colors at the ball and where he had no right to be mad at her, he also didn’t need to keep pining for her.
He looked at Emberlyn. “Let’s get you a wetsuit.”


Jackson stared at the ocean in disbelief. He had never seen it so still.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“For what?” asked Emberlyn. “It’s not like you can control the ocean.”
“I know, but I was looking forward to showing you how to surf and then consoling you when you lose that beautiful gardenia in your hair the very first time we go under water,” he teased.
“You leave my flower out of this,” said Emberlyn playfully. “We came all this way. Could we go on out and you can show me some additional pointers other than what you’ve taught me on the beach. Worst case scenario, we go for a nice paddle in the ocean.”
Jackson smiled. “You keep talking like that I will fall in love with you.”

She gave him a playful push. “Shut up and teach me how to surf.”

Part 16

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

The Dark Heart ~ Part 14

Jackson cocked his head. “Are you feeling okay?”
“Never better,” said Genna. “Why?”
Before Jackson could answer Genna’s question, a small knock came from the doorway of his office. Jackson looked up and was surprised to see Emberlyn standing in his doorway. She wore a black bikini with a long sheer black sarong wrapped around her waist. A large white gardenia was nestle behind her right ear, while her hair was tied in a low messy bun. Jackson couldn’t help but feel she looked like an angel getting ready for a day at the beach.
“Hi,” said Jackson to Emberlyn, “This is a surprise.”
“You did say if I wanted to surf I should come by,” said Emberlyn.
Jackson chuckled. “I guess I didn’t actually think you’d take me up on it.”
“He’s working now,” said Genna, standing up and walking toward Emberlyn. “You can’t just let yourself back here. Customers aren’t allowed.”
“Genna …,” said Jackson before Emberlyn held up her hand.
“Genna’s right,” said Emberlyn. “It was presumptive of me to just come back to your office, but the sign on the door did say open and yet, there was no one up front minding the store.”
“Valid point,” said Jackson, giving Genna a look. “Genna, would you mind going back up front and watching the store while Emberlyn and I talk?”
“Anything for you, Jackson,” said Genna.
A thin blonde with a pixie cut cleared her throat behind Emberlyn. “Looks like I missed the party.”
“Nora,” said Jackson, looking a bit confused. “I thought you weren’t coming in until later?”
“By nine am Hailey was bouncing off the walls, so I sent her to school,” answered Nora as she slide passed Emberlyn and Genna. “She’s was probably just over tired last night or Cliff let her have too much sugar ...,” Nora shook her head as she put her purse on the desk. “Too many variable, but she’s fine now, that’s what matter. Did you hire a new employees?” She pointed to Emberlyn and Genna.
Jackson shook his head. “No, Genna was just helping out and Emberlyn came by to learn how to surf.”
“Nice,” said Nora, before she gave Jackson a playful wink. “Do you want me to take over the receipts?”
Jackson placed a paperclip around the stack and shook his head again. “I am finished and was about to run over to the bank to make a deposit. Here is the change for today.”
“Great,” said Nora, grabbing the change bag and heading out of Jackson’s office.
Emberlyn looked at Genna and gently touched her on the shoulder. “Genna, would you mind running down to the coffee place on the corner and getting Jackson and me a couple of coffees?”
Jackson saw Emberlyn whisper something to Genna, but couldn’t hear it himself.
“Sure,” said Genna, flashing a smile back at Jackson. “Anything for Jackson.”
Genna hurried out of the office as Emberlyn came in and sat in the chair that Genna had vacated earlier.
Jackson tapped his pen on his desk and bit his lip. “How did you make that happen?”
“What?” asked Emberlyn with a shrug.
“You just got Genna Murphy, one of the wealthiest girls in town, to run down to the corner to get us coffee like an intern?”
Emberlyn flashed Jackson and mischievous smile. “I got the impression she’d do just about anything for you.”
Jackson nodded. “She has been acting weird today.”
“Maybe seeing you kiss me last night got to her?”
Jackson laughed. “Maybe.” He pointed to the flower in her hair. “I find your choice of flower ironic.”
Emberlyn gently reached up and gently touched the large white gardenia. “How so?”
“Last night you said you were afraid I’d fall in love with you, yet gardenias are a symbol of love.”
Jackson could swear she saw Emberlyn blush.
“I’m not against love in general,” answered Emberlyn. “I love my family, friends, most children and puppies.”
“Just against romantic love then,” clarified Jackson.

Emberlyn nodded slightly. “Let’s just say, I haven’t had much luck in the romantic love department … down right bad luck if I’m being honest … so I’ve decided not to fall in love anymore.”

Part 15

Friday, September 23, 2016

The Dark Heart ~ Part 13

Emberlyn glided through the crowd as she searched for her target. As she walked she gently touched the backs of her guests, all the wealthy elite of the city, and whispered her spell. As she passed, each guest pulled out his wallet or her purse and started to write a check to the charity. Emberlyn had perfected her spell over the years, having each person desire to give just enough to the charity where nothing seemed out of the ordinary while making the donator feel a sense of compassion and pride for having helped a worthy cause. It was a win-win situation in Emberlyn’s mind. She helped the charities and her guests left the party knowing they had bettered the world in some small part.
She slowed her pace as she reached the person she had been searching for … Genna Murphy. And as she touched the shoulder of Genna, Emberlyn whispered a simple spell made for falling in love.


Chapter 4



Jackson placed his surfboard next to The Shack’s front door and fished his keys out of his pocket. He had had a great morning surfing, but the waves had died down, which meant his customers would be coming in to shop, rather than riding the waves, and he had a 10 o’clock open time.
“Here let me help you with that,” said Genna hurrying to open the door that Jackson had just unlocked.
Jackson picked up his board and tried to swallow his annoyance at seeing Genna. As much as he knew he didn’t have any right to be angry with her, he didn’t really want to see her either.
“Thanks,” he said as he picked up his door and walked into his shop, flipping the lights on.
Genna followed him in and turned his closed sign to open.
“We’ve got half an hour until we open,” said Jackson.
“It won’t hurt to open early,” said Genna with a shrug.
“But, I’m not ready to open yet,” explained Jackson. “I’ve got to sort out the till and those surf shirts need organized and straightened. Apparently, we were slammed last night and Nora said she’d come in early to do it, but her kiddo got sick. She won’t be here until her husband gets off work, so I need to fold them.”
Genna walked over to the table. “No worries, I can do it while you’re sorting out the register and I’ll see to any customers that come in.”
“You really don’t have to,” said Jackson, hating that she was being so nice to him when he wanted to be upset with her.
“It’s no problem. I’m happy to help,” she said with a laugh as she approached the surf shirts and started to organize. “Now go and do what you need to do. I’ve got things handled out here.”
“Thank you,” he said, his irritation slipping away. He gently put his surfboard in the rack behind the counter and then made his way to his office. He once again reminded himself he had no real reason to be upset with Genna. They had danced one dance together, and no matter how many months he had pined after her, one dance did not make them a couple. Genna was free to kiss whomever she wanted.
Jackson shook his head. If he were being honest with himself, it was Tucker he was really mad at. Tucker knew what Genna meant to Jackson and he had instigated the kiss.
Trying to focus on the receipts and register tally, Jackson shook the thoughts of Tucker and Genna’s embrace away. As he did his mind turned to Emberlyn and the kiss he had shared with her.
Just the thought of their kiss made Jackson’s stomach do summersaults as a smile caressed his lips.
“Do I even want to know what you’re smiling at?” asked Genna as she stuck her head in the door.
“No, you don’t,” said Jackson, giving her a sly smile.
She returned his smile. “Well, I hope it was about me.”
Jackson held up his stack of receipts. “Just about done here. Thanks for your help, but I can handle it from here. I’m sure you have other things to do.”
“I just want to be with you,” said Genna, sitting in the small chair that sat in the corner of Jackson’s office.
Jackson cocked his head. “Are you feeling okay?”
“Never better,” said Genna. “Why?”

Before Jackson could answer Genna’s question, a small knock came from the doorway of his office. Jackson looked up and was surprised to see Emberlyn standing in his doorway. She wore a black bikini with a long sheer black sarong wrapped around her waist. A large white gardenia was nestle behind her right ear, while her hair was tied in a low messy bun. Jackson couldn’t help but feel she looked like an angel getting ready for a day at the beach.
Part 14

Thursday, September 22, 2016

History & Lore

~~~~~~~~ Sapphire ~ History &Lore ~~~~~~~~~



Sapphires have been prized as great gemstones since 800BC. Rulers of ancient Persia believed the sky was painted blue by the reflection of sapphire stones. And a great poet once described the sapphire as “the blue of a clear sky just minutes after sundown.” Blue sapphires were a holy stone to the catholic church and to Ancient Persians, who believed they made the sky blue with their reflections. To some religions, the blue color of the sapphire represents the heavens. Sapphires are stones of the apocalypse, and ancient lore held that the tablets upon which the Ten Commandments were written, were actually sapphire. This has to mean that either the script was very tiny, or the sapphire was made by the hands of someone other than mother earth, as its size would have had to have been quite adequate!

Kings wore sapphires around their necks as a powerful defense from harm. They preserved the wearer from envy and attracted divine favor. In the 12th Century, the sapphire was known as the most appropriate stone for ecclesiastical rings. The Cingalese believed that the star sapphire served as protection and a guard against witchcraft. The great Oriental traveler, Sir Richard Francis Burton, had a large star sapphire which he referred to as his “talisman,” for it always brought him good horses and prompt attention wherever he went. Just the mere sight of the stone was believed to bring luck and he showed it to people everywhere he went. King Solomon wore a sapphire ring. And in modern times, the sapphire grew notorious when we saw Prince Charles give a sapphire engagement ring to Lady Diana.

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Tuesday, September 20, 2016

The Dark Heart ~ Part 12

The orchestra started to play and Emberlyn turned to Jackson and smiled.
“You look like the cat who ate the canary… .” She gave him a sly smile. “Or the cat who is about to eat the canary.”
He couldn’t help but laugh.
“Come,” she said taking his arm. “Let’s get a drink.”
Jackson led Emberlyn to the bar. Upon seeing Emberlyn approach the bartender immediately place two wine glasses on the bar, filled with chardonnay.  
“Thank you, Stephen,” said Emberlyn as she grabbed the glasses and handed one to Jackson. She raised her glass. “Here’s to kisses that make your toes curl.”
Jackson laughed, clinked her glass and then took a drink of his wine, the hints of grapefruit and vanilla tickling his tongue. “Nice to see I’m not the only one who enjoyed our kiss, but I have to ask why?”
Emberlyn let loose her own laugh, which seemed to dance on the air and made Jackson’s heart skip a beat. “I do believe that is the first time a man has asked why I kissed him, but to answer your question I saw the way you looked at Miss Murphy and decided to show her what she’s missing. After all, you helped me in the garden with Mr. Russell, so I figured I would return the favor.”
“She has Tucker, so I doubt she’s missing anything,” said Jackson.
“Still, I can’t say I regret my impulse. Do you?” asked Emberlyn.
“I don’t.” He gave her a sexy smile. “Do you like to surf?”
Emberlyn took a sip of her wine. “I ashamed to say I’ve lived in California my entire life and have never once tried to surf.”
“We should remedy that,” said Jackson. “I own a little surf shop called The Shack. Come by tomorrow if you’d like to try.”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” said Emberlyn as she looked away.
“Of course,” said Jackson, “you’re a busy woman. It doesn’t have to be tomorrow. I’m there just about every day, so whenever you have some free time.”
Emberlyn shook her head. “No, it’s not that.”
“So what is it? Afraid of water? You don’t know how to swim?” asked Jackson, making sure the tone in his voice was playful and teasing.
She looked at him with her lilac colored eyes and gave him a playful wink. “Because, Jackson, I’m afraid you’ll fall in love with me.”
“Is that so?” Jackson chuckled as Emberlyn nodded. His mind turned to Genna and his heart stung at the thought of his unrequited feelings. “Well, Emberlyn … May I call you Emberlyn?”
She nodded.
“I can assure you, love is the furthest thing from my mind, so you don’t need to worry about that,” Jackson explained. “But if you are interested in being friends and want to learn to surf, then I’m your man.”
“I’ll think about it,” said Emberlyn. She gave Jackson another smile. “I need to go mingle, but it was very nice meeting you Jackson Hunt.”
She reached out her hand for Jackson to shake, but instead he grabbed it gently and kiss the back of it. “The pleasure is all mine.”
He gave her hand a final squeeze before watching her walk into the crowd.


Emberlyn glided through the crowd as she searched for her target. As she walked she gently touched the backs of her guests, all the wealthy elite of the city, and whispered her spell. As she passed, each guest pulled out his wallet or her purse and started to write a check to the charity. Emberlyn had perfected her spell over the years, having each person desire to give just enough to the charity where nothing seemed out of the ordinary while making the donator feel a sense of compassion and pride for having helped a worthy cause. It was a win-win situation in Emberlyn’s mind. She helped the charities and her guests left the party knowing they had bettered the world in some small part.

She slowed her pace as she reached the person she had been searching for … Genna Murphy. And as she touched the shoulder of Genna, Emberlyn whispered a simple spell made for falling in love.
Part 13

Friday, September 16, 2016

The Dark Heart ~ Part 11

“Does this surfer boy know how to dance?” asked Emberlyn.
Jackson gave her a wink. “He does."
Taking Emberlyn’s hand gently, Jackson led her to the dance floor. He gracefully twirled Emberlyn once before taking her in his arms. As he pulled her in close he took in her of scent of vanilla and cinnamon, sending his stomach into butterflies.
“Well, Mr. Hunt, you are a marvelous dancer,” said Emberlyn.
“Please, call me Jackson.” Jackson smiled. “You know I never did ask how you knew my name.”
“I’m a good host,” said Emberlyn. “It’s my job to know everyone.”
Jackson looked around the ballroom filled with people and his eyes fell on Tucker and Genna dancing together. Before he could stop himself, he let out a grunt of disgust. Emberlyn looked over her shoulder.
“Mr. Hearst and Miss Murphy?” Emberlyn said, while shaking her head in confusion.
Jackson sighed. “It’s a long story.”
Emberlyn gave him a knowing smile. “Her loss.”
Jackson shrugged and looked over at Genna again. To his surprise Emberlyn placed a hand on Jackson’s cheek, gaining is attention before kissing him.
As Jackson’s lips meet Emberlyn’s he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. His mind began to spin as fireworks erupted in his stomach. The crowd seemed to disappear, Etta James’s sultry voice the only sound to be heard as she finished the song, “I found my love at last.”
The crowd started to clap as Emberlyn slipped away from their kiss and joined the others in the applause.
Jackson stood behind her, his heart racing, trying to wrap his brain around what had just happened and the fact he wanted it to happen again.
The orchestra started to play again and Emberlyn turned to Jackson and smiled.
“You look like the cat who ate the canary… .” She gave him a sly smile. “Or the cat who is about to eat the canary.”
He couldn’t help but laugh.

“Come,” she said taking his arm. “Let’s get a drink.” 
Part 12

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

The Dark Heart ~ Part 10

“What did you do to him?” asked Jackson, taking a step back.
Before Alister could answer, Emberlyn took Jackson’s arm. He felt a warmth flow over his body at her touch. “Mr. Russell is very drunk. I’m surprised he didn’t pass out before you came along. Will you walk with me back to the house?”
Jackson slowly nodded. He wasn’t sure if Emberlyn had really given him an answer, but as he glanced back at Alister, he wasn’t sure he really wanted to know.
Jackson walked toward the path Emberlyn had pointed to earlier with her on his arm and let out a chuckle.
“What’s so funny?” asked Emberlyn.
“The fact you asked me to walk you to the house, yet I was the one lost in the maze,” said Jackson. “It was sheer dumb luck that I stumbled across you and Mr. …?” He gave Emberlyn a look.
“Mr. Russell,” chimed Emberlyn.
“Yes, Mr. Russell, the charmer. You definitely had him riled up,” said Jackson. “I’m tempted to ask what you did.”
“You should be weary of temptation, Mr. Hunt,” said Emberlyn, her voice warm like honey. “History has shown that following temptation leads to very bad things.”
“Is that what Mr. Russell has done? Followed temptation?” asked Jackson.
Emberlyn smiled. “All Mr. Russell has done is have too much to drink and made a fool out of himself. Tomorrow morning he’ll find himself with a severe headache and his name removed from our database. I’d hardly declare either of those two consequence to be ‘very bad things’. The headache will eventually go away and I’m sure Mr. Russell will find other organizations willing to add his name and checkbook to their guest lists.”
“But nobody throws a party like Emberlyn James,” said Jackson with a smile.
“You’re right, they don’t.” Emberlyn winked back. “And here we are.”
Jackson was surprised to look up and find they were standing in the doorway leading back into the ballroom. He ran his hands through his hair. “Wow, that was fast.”
“Well, good company does make time fly,” answered Emberlyn.
The orchestra finished their song as a curvy woman with brown skin and short curly blonde hair took the stage.
“Is that …?” Jackson started and then stopped as the woman started to sing, At Last. “That is uncanny.”
“What is?” asked Emberlyn, looking around the room.
“That Etta James impersonator looks just like her,” said Jackson. "If I didn't know any better, I'd swear it was Etta James herself."
“You know Etta James?” asked Emberlyn looking impressed.
“Of course,” said Jackson with a shrug, “without a doubt the best singer of her time. My grandmother had all of her albums and we used to listen to her all the time. I got to see her sing once live, it was amazing.”
Jackson had to bite back his laugh as Emberlyn looked at him with surprise. “What can I say? I’m a surfer boy with a romantic taste in music.”
“Does this surfer boy know how to dance?” asked Emberlyn.

Jackson gave her a wink. “He does.”

Part 11

Saturday, September 3, 2016

~ September Birthstone ~

It is September! If you were born this month you are a Sexy Sapphire~
Sapphire "The Stone Of Inner Spirit"
"As a star of the skies brought to Earth, I blend with you to initiate the awakening of your intuitive senses.


or A Lovely Lapis ~ 
Lapis Lazuli " The Stone Of Proclamation "
With my beautiful cosmic blue color, I contact your spirit guardians to protect you. It is also my duty to instill upon you the power of words. Use them to teach and heal those who have not found their voice.


Friday, September 2, 2016

The Dark Heart ~ Part 9

“Are you sure you won’t join me?” Jackson offered his elbow for Emberlyn to take. “Seemed to me your conversation was over.”
Emberlyn looked at the man and then back at Jackson. “You’re right, it is.”
She took Jackson’s elbow, but before they could take a step the man grabbed Emberlyn’s arm, swinging her back around. A vision of Genna being pulled around the corner flashed through Jackson’s mind, followed by a flash of Tucker’s smirk. Without another thought, Jackson turned and punched the man in the jaw.
The man stumbled back, holding his face and Jackson shook out his hand. It had been a while since he punched someone, he had forgotten how much it hurt.
Four men in black suits rushed into the labyrinth. Two men tackled the man who had grabbed Emberlyn, while the other two flanked Jackson, taking a hold of each arm. Jackson relaxed his body to let the security team know he wasn’t looking for a fight. He didn’t fault the guards for restraining him, he faulted them for being about a minute too late. If they wanted to kick him out, he’d be find with that. All he wanted was to go home. Alister entered the area and walked directly to Emberlyn.
“Are you all right?” Alister asked her and she nodded. Alister turned his attention to the two men. “We have a very strict no fighting policy at our events. You two will be escorted out and any future invitations will be revoked.”
“Mr. Hunt can stay,” said Emberlyn. She gave Jackson a smile. “After all, he was only protecting me. Had Mr. Russell not grabbed my arm, then I’m sure Mr. Hunt would not have found it necessary to resort to violence.”
Jackson could see Alister’s jaw clench as he turned and walked towards Jackson. “You are a guest of Mr. Hearst, correct?”
Jackson nodded.
Alister gave him another look over. “You should be careful of the company you keep.”
Jackson bit his inner cheek. Alister didn’t know how right he was. “I’m nothing like Tucker. If you’d like me to leave, I’ll understand. I didn’t come here to cause trouble.”
Alister nodded. “I see.”
Alister walked to the man. “Mr. Russell, I assure you won’t be a problem for Miss James after you are escorted out?”
“You don’t know what she’s done to me,” sneered Mr. Russell as he struggled to break the guard’s hold.
Alister gave a quick nod, before tapping his finger in the center of Mr. Russell’s forehead, causing the man to go limp. Alister clicked his tongue. “I guess we have our answer.” He looked over at the security team guarding Jackson and motioned for them to come over. “You four, see to it Mr. Russell gets home. I doubt he’ll remember much of tonight. Make sure he knows he is no longer welcome at our events.”
The security team nodded before picking up Mr. Russell and carrying him down the maze trail.
“What did you do to him?” asked Jackson, taking a step back.
Before Alister could answer, Emberlyn took Jackson’s arm. He felt a warmth flow over his body at her touch. “Mr. Russell is very drunk. I’m surprised he didn’t pass out before you came along. Will you walk with me back to the house?”

Jackson slowly nodded. He wasn’t sure if Emberlyn had really given him an answer, but as he glanced back at Alister, he wasn’t sure he really wanted to know.

Part 10