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To Tell You


To Tell You
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I know I was rude to you,
Many times, even mean…
Sometimes I wonder if you knew
How much I really cared…
Care… Yes, care… Though you are gone,
the word must be present tense.
Today I would love to tell you
How much you meant to me…
How you made me who I am…
Today I want to thank you for your love,
And for always being there,
Even when I pushed you away…
And push I did.
I still push.
You would think I would learn.
Because I want to tell you
How much I love you…
But I can’t.
God took you home
At first I denied it…
It couldn’t be true…
You were to young…
Not even Fifty-One.
But before the denial…
Before I was told…
I already knew…
Because before that…
I begged…
Begged A God I thought I knew…
Begged for you…
Offered whatever he wanted…
But it wasn’t to be…
The barging didn’t take…
So came the denial…
The sick feeling in the pit of my stomach…
But I didn’t get to feel that for long…
To many needed me to be strong…
As God took you home.
Before I was ready for you to leave us…
Me…
I wasn’t ready for you to leave me.
Selfish?
Maybe…
But true…
Because then came the anger.
I hated you…
Hated you for leaving her…
Hurting her…
Especially her…
Leaving them…
Hurting them…
But in the end?
Most of all for leaving me…
For making me show the world how much I really feel…
I couldn’t hide it behind my mask…
This pain was too much…
Even years later I can’t hide it…
The rawness still there…
You made me show my emotions…
Even your name can bring them to the front…
Tears to my eyes…
Pains in my chest…
The hate has gone away…
Though it took a long time…
To long maybe…
But it did go away…
In its place a gaping wound…
A gaping wound that opened a door
A door to the darkness of my mind
I had once locked in a cage
It got free because of this wound
It almost cost me my sanity…
But I got the darkness back in the cage…
And allowed the wound to start to heal…
A wound that is still healing…
Will always be healing…
Because this is a space nobody can fill…
I want to tell you I love you…
And I miss you more and more each day.
I love you Dad…
And wish you were here with me today.

Random WIP: Forbidden

Random WIP: Forbidden

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The supernatural war of 1775 stood beside the American Revolution hidden in the shadows. In the end the war would become the bloodiest ever seen in all the lands; but not a single magical being was able to take control. They separated. Each got their own set of lands. Each had the own laws. Never could another mate with a magical being outside of their species. And that is how all magicals grew up. Hidden within the mundane world taught to hate each other. That is how Tala Rollin grew up she grew up learning werewolves such as herself were better, and never, ever associated with magicals that were not werewolves. After all her father was on the high council of the wolves, why would she ever think different? Then she went to away to college, in her last year she ran into a man whose scent filled her with a desire to mark him as her mate. Arian Merrick. She finally thought her life was going to be complete. Then she discovers the unthinkable as they were dating. He was a Warlock! Arian Merrick, the man she wanted to make her mate was one of her mortal enemies! But isn’t love supposed to be worth fighting for? She gave her heart and soul to him from the first scent. How can she walk away from that? Their love will restart the wars. In the end will their love cost them their lives? Or will it finally be the first step into ending the bloodshed in their worlds? Will this be the turning point to ending the war of the magical beings? Discover Tala’s and Arian’s story in Forbidden.

RANDOM WIP: Snippets Of Time

RANDOM WIP: Snippets Of Time
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One snippet of time. That is all it takes to read a postcard. When Cordelia received an unexpected postcard in her mail; she never knew that snippet of time she took to read it, and the next where she saved it, would ever turn her life on its head and take her on a whirlwind ride. Cordelia will experience things she never thought she would, from simply trying a new activity, to trying a new food, to quitting her job and taking the plunge into the unknown… and maybe along the way she will find love. All from pausing for a snippet of time.

Chapter One Excerpt:

I blinked. No return address just a simple postcard. I moved to toss it away. But for some reason I put it up on my huge industrial fridge. I sighed when I looked at my kitchen. I loved to bake. As much as I loved to write. But I hadn’t made it big enough yet to give up the day job. Customer Service. I blew my hair out of my face. “The customer is always right my ass. More like the customer will always be an idiot. Isn’t that right Pluto?” I asked my calico cat. He just tilted his head and looked at his bowl like ‘feed me puny human.’ I swear my cat thinks he really is the Roman god. I stood up and saw the postcard again. And it made me smile as I got ready for my day.

Elemental Mazes Excerpt: All Rights Reserved

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Katy swallowed as they made it out of the plane. She was somewhere in Europe and about to walk into the school with the rest of Bridgett’s competitors. Two months in a maze. And they have to survive. It was barbaric but traditions never changed. Every seventy years like clockwork the Mazes happened. A rite of passage or some such nonsense. One had to be at least a fourth year student. Meaning at least twelve and had parents or guardians permission. Edgar had even competed in this farce. But she signed up to figure out what was going on. Her mother mentioned the Mazes. A test? A battle? She was not sure. But she knew it would end at the final event at Bridgett’s. How this worked out this way she was not one hundred percent sure but it had that Bridgett’s event was last. Tonight there would a welcoming feast and tomorrow they would all get to see the outside of the maze. It was miles and miles long and just as wide. But the shape and other details, such as what made up the walls were unknown until tomorrow. Then that night they would all be teleported to a starting point. Seven different ones. With one goal. Get to the key in the center and survive. Katy swallowed nervous. She still was not sure this was the best plan to deal with her birth mother. She looked toward Riley who was talking to Jerome. Jerome and she were a team. She had talked Gaivan out of being her teammate but the compromise was that Jerome was her partner. Riley was talking with a boy as tall as he was, but he was dark skinned and had a shaved head. He was Riley’s best friend. Katy always remembered him because his eyes were icy diamond blue. She was amazed by them. His name was Gabriel Hunter, but every for some reason called him Hunt. She never quite got that. It had something to do with the fact he and his dad were big game hunters. She had met him right before term started this spring and he had taught her some Archery. It seems he still takes Physical Education class, even though normally it is dropped after fifth year. She still did not know how they chose the starting points for each school. After all this was a school competition; even if in the end only one person of that school gets the last key. In the last maze there is only one key in the center instead of one per each school. The key unlocks the maze and you can teleport back to the school that is hosting. Katy took a deep breath. She looked at Jerome. “Are you sure you want to be with me?”
“Katy a little late for me to turn back now?” Jerome stated with an exasperated sigh. “And I want to be here. You are as good as my little sister. And after all I do know more magic than you. And will be teaching you the rest of your fourth year and fifth year stuff for your tests at the end of this annoying tournament.”
Katy chuckled. She then grabbed his hand and checked the henna tattoos she had done of the runes. She put them on Riley’s and Hunt’s palms and feet as well. Once they were in the maze she would put them on the rest of Bridgett’s members. She brought enough dye to last the two months. She looked down at the Uruz rune. The stared at her in the dark henna color. She put this on each hand and foot. It would provide speed and strength. To bring about their untamed potential. The most important one was of course Algiz, , protection. This would create a bit of a shield in theory against some of the harsher elements and allow a delay in any attacks and injuries. Not a whole lot, sadly, but enough that it gives them a fighting chance. Riley thought this was a genius plan when Katy had told him over break right before they went back to place their name in the pool for the competition. “It may be too late to turn back, but it does not mean I will not ask you Jerome.”
Jerome rolled his eyes as he let her check the runes. “Do we need to add any when we get in there?”
Just then Hunt and Riley came up. “Hey sis. Ready to win this?” Riley asked.
Katy rolled her eyes. “Of course, I just want to know our starting point.”
Hunt smirked. “Rumor is that we will either start at Cape Fligely, Rudolf Island, Franz Josef Land Russia or Monchique Islet, Azores Islands, Portugal.”
Riley snorted. “Opposite ends, I go for Portugal. I hate snow.”

Shades of Fear Excerpt All Rights Reserved


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“Mom, I just killed a man, I shot him. I put a gun against the man’s head and pulled the trigger. I killed a man.” Nathaniel never, in a million years thought he would go sobbing to his adoptive mother stating he had just killed a man.
Sister Bridget Marie looked at her young son. “Explain please baby.”
Nathaniel looked at his mother and nodded. “I am a Nephilim. I know an angel is my biological father. One of the archangels trains us to combat the demons. There is this group Κυνηγοί της Δαίμονες or Kynigoí tis Daímones it is Greek for Hunters of Demons, and they trained us then set us out in the world.  I got my first mission to kill this man processed by a demon. The human already dead, but this demon was wearing him like a suit. Normally we use our swords that we are trained with; however, we do have blessed guns with bullets that are forged in holy oil and holy water. In the fight I dropped my sword and ended up using my gun. The smoke of black left the body and the body fell dead. I killed a man.”
Sister Bridget Marie looked at her little boy. “No, you freed him. Now, sleep and then you will tell me everything in the morning. Don’t worry my son, everything will be alright.” She kissed his head as her son lost his battle to stay awake.
The next morning he sat with his mom and Father Richard. He sipped the tea his mother made and looked at them both. “It all started when I went to that interview. Suddenly the world exploded in color and a man who was about six foot three came and grabbed me. He explained to me that I was a Nephilim, that my father was a warrior angel. He told me he was the Archangel Michael. I, of course, demanded proof. He unleashed his wings and after I checked to make sure they were real I asked a few questions. According to the General all Nephilims start coming into their powers around ages fifteen to sixteen, they all have a disability, color blindness to deafness to being mute, one of their senses is distorted. They take you away to this training facility where time runs different. That is why I was missing this last month. Then they send you out to destroy those processed by demons.” Nathaniel took a deep breath. “It is different when you are trained for it, than actually doing it. I killed that man. No matter what I ended that life. Yes, the man was destined for hell because of his sins, yes, he was processed by a demon and it freed him, but it was still a living being and I killed it.”
Sister Bridget Marie held her son close as Father Richard thought about it. “That actually makes a lot of sense.” Father Richard stated. “Think about it Sister. He always seemed to know the good from the bad, seemed to be able to heal quickly and his only defect so to say was he was color blind. It makes a lot of sense that he went missing where time runs different as he looks an adult now instead of the kid he was when he left for the interview that day. Why did your vision explode in the law office?”
“Agares, Flauros and Rimmon, is ran by demons. Higher level ones. They make sure the balance of evil is preserved on Earth. I guess it has to be balanced; too much of one over the other would lead to the world ending. That was the price of free will.”
“The number one defense law firm is ran by high level demons. That is… something.” Father Richard stated shocked.  “Wait! One of my friends works there!”
“Most likely a demon. Very few lawyers that work there are human. Interns, personal assistants, they are human, but the lawyers, especially the partners tend to be demons.” Nathanial explained.
“So Dick is probably a demon…” father Richard sighed. “That makes sense. The man won’t come to church, he always is a little shifty, but he seemed like a decent enough man when I met him at an AA meeting.”
“Good for recruiting I hear.” Nathanial stated. He shrugged. “I met a Cambion, I was supposed to kill him but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. He hated his job. He has to make deals for souls. He goes around writing contracts giving the person what they want and hell gets their soul. They live for anywhere between five to thirty years after the date of the deal. Depending on what is negotiated. I guess being killed for anybody who isn’t human is bad. Purgatory is endless nothing. I think I would destroy my soul if I had to go through that.”
Both adults chuckled. “That would be hell for you, stick you in the largest library in existence and forbid you from reading any of the books.” Sister Bridget Marie stated.
Nathanial stuck out his tongue. “What can I say, I love my books. I am trying to figure out a way for Nephilimsand Cambions to get out of their ‘destiny.’ I think it is a forced contract with loop holes, I just have to find the loop holes.”
Father Richard nodded. “If anybody can do it, you can.”

After Death

After Death
Flash Fiction
Katherine Rochholz
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The young girl looked at the words that were in an ancient book. It was made of a strange leather, she was sure it wasn’t human nor animal, the words were red as if written in blood, and they were telling her a story, or the truth, she couldn’t decide. It seemed to be a story of her life. It talked of her parents meeting, her birth, her childhood and then the pages went from white and bright and happy to a pitch black, the words barely legible. It talked of her death. Of the horrific way she was killed by a person her family had trusted. She didn’t want to read the words. But she was forced it seemed. Forced until she read every word of her horrific death; once she was finished the book fell to her feet and she looked up at the being in black that stood in front of her. “Why?”

The being gave a smile. “That is what happens when one dies young one. You are forced to relieve your life, the book made from your very ash and blood and sins. Once you are finished reliving your life, I am allowed to take you to your judgment.”

“This happens to everybody?”

The being nodded. “Yes. Your body takes its last breath and your soul is brought here, and from the ashes of your achievements and your failures the binding of your book is made giving it a leather like quality. Then the sins that scar your soul and the emotions of the events of your life are used to make the pages. Depending on the events determines the color of the pages. For those events like your death the pages are black, but your childhood happy up until thing. The tears and creases you see on the pages are from your sins. As you see, be but barely a teenager, very few but white lies give your pages any flaws. Then your life blood is used to write your story, as it carries the essence of your life, of your soul, of your emotions, of your talents and thus the story of your life. You are forced to relieve this as the judges view your life. Now come. Your judgment and choices await you.”

The young girl was lead to a court room where the seven archangels sat. Lucifer with his black wings, Michael with his gold, Gabriel with his scrolls spread out before him, Raphael had a medical text book, Uriel was playing with a ball of fire, Phanuel was making a list of actions on could take in life to gain forgiveness. Selaphiel was telling him the list of prayers that their father accepted in exchange for forgiveness. The seventh archangel was sitting in the middle between Michal and Lucifer, Barachiel to bring balance and to give the judgment decided upon. He was the voice of the archangels. An eight was sitting with Lucifer with a three pronged whip, his name Jegudiel and he was Lucifer’s right hand to punish those who went to hell. The young girl swallowed as she stood in the center facing them in this court.

Barachiel spoke up. “This is a simple case. Lily Marie Richards, age fourteen, kidnapped, raped and murdered by her mother’s step –brother. Sins include, petty shoplifting, white lies, and punching a child for bullying another. Religion was Catholic, she never went to church but did believe in the faith, she stood up for others. She is an innocent soul.”

Lucifer sighed. “Why do we do this? I mean most of the time you and Mister Perfect here can set judgment, why must we sit here all the time judging the souls? Heaven.” He gave his vote.

Michael sneered. “Because it is what our father asked of us. Rebirth.” Michael gave his vote.

Gabriel sighed along with Raphael, who finally put down his book. “Look , must you two always fight? Rebirth.”

Raphael nodded. “Lucifer does have a point. We have other things we must do, and though time runs different in heaven and hell we are always busy and can never relax. Rebirth.”

Uriel nodded and put out his fire. “I agree. We must talk to father about this, but stop fighting. Heaven.”

Phanuel looked at the girl. “Heaven.” He wasn’t about to get drawn in again to the fighting.

Selaphiel nodded. “This fighting should have stopped thousands of years ago. Rebirth.”

Barachiel sighed. “Please stop this bickering you are thousands of years old. Jegudiel, you are not needed to send this child on. Rebirth.” He looked at the child. “You have been judged to be reborn to live again. I hope you have a longer and peaceful life. Afriel, take her to be reborn.”

With that Lily was lead to the reincarnation chamber. Lily smiled, she was happy she would have another chance at living and she blocked out the sounds of the bickering angels as her soul was given a new life.

Project of the Day: Editing Shades of Fear

Project of the Day: Editing Shades of Fear

Shades of Fear
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Prologue

A woman with golden hair and eyes that were reminiscent of the fires of hell stood with a babe clutched to her chest. The night was cold, unusually cold for a June night in the Midwest United States. It was foggy, the rain that threatened to fall hung in the air. But there she stood holding this precious being, that should not exist, to her and hating herself for what she was about to do. “I am so sorry, my child.” she whispered as she put a bind upon what was his rightful inheritance. But no matter her own power the bind would, at most, last until his twenty first birthday. She hoped it lasted that long. She knew he would be trained as a Nephilim; but he would need that training to win the war against those who fear change.
She laid the child down in front of the rectory of the church. She was not lost on the irony that she was dropping her child off in front of a Catholic Church. She chuckled, for immortal beings those very beings resisted change like humans tried to prevent plagues. She sighed, she wasn’t immune to the resistance of change any more than the others of her kind, but she had long ago learned pouting and throwing a temper tantrum would not stop the change.
She bent to kiss the child’s head. “No matter why I do this, I do love you Nathaniel Samuelson.” She whispered as she wrapped him in a blanket and left him lay in the basket, upon the note she placed within the basket she had left it simply stated:
‘Nathaniel Damion Samuels,
June Sixth The Year Of Our Lord 2001.
To Whom Finds This Child,
This child is destined to change the existence of heaven, hell, and Earth. Take care of him, love him, and encourage him… for everything depends upon him. Tell him his mother loves him but couldn’t keep him.
Sincerely,
L. Samuels’
With that and one last kiss to her child’s head she turned on her heel and with a rustle of wings she was gone.
Seconds later a young nun opened the door and let out a gasp as she picked up the child. She read the note. Something told her to not share more than his name and date of birth with the others. She would raise him as her own. She would get both her dreams. To be a Bride of Christ and be a mother. With that she turned to file the guardianship paperwork that the law required and inform the proper authorities. After all one must follow not only the laws of God but the law of man. “Don’t worry Miss Samuels, Nathaniel will be loved with everything I have in me.” This young nun whispered into the air, just as she looked into the blinking green eyes of the babe.

The League of The Throw-Aways


The League of The Throw-Aways

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I started a league of assassins.  I took those I knew had the power to become not only powerful, even if like myself they kept their Elemental Power tightly bound within themselves, but those who saved themselves.  I first took Cara, then Lyn, and then Marie, and finally Scarlet and trained them to be elite and set them on their own path.  But before I was a mentor to other throw aways like myself; I was a young girl who was thrown away for having Power… Many would say too much.  After all I was only the fifth person in the history of time to be able to control all 4 Elements.  But this isn’t about them.  This is about my story.  This is about how I started our group of assassins.  How I started on my path and created The League of The Throw Aways.

THE KATY LILY SERIES BY KATHERINE ROCHHOLZ


THE KATY LILY SERIES BY KATHERINE ROCHHOLZ
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Truth and Lies Past and Present
Katherine Lillian Fitz had only known one type of world. . . one of hard living on the streets. Then she finds out she is a witch. Now she is thrown into a new world, her world, and for once she thought life would be better. But she was wrong. A dark force is out to kill her, and she is shocked to her core when she finds out how important to her life this person is. Will she be able to come out the victor with her innocence intact or will she once and for all lose the young innocence she has even though she had lived on the cold hard streets of New York? Only time will tell. . .
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A Nightmare Within A Dream
Katherine Lillian Fitz has survived her first year in the the magical world. But a New Enemy has picked up the fight that Wesley Solomon lost. Raven Ebony seeks to destroy Katy just as her brother did, and she just might have her chance. As Katy lets her family know what really happened in the dungeon for death, Katy may have just lost the will to fight. But when it seems all hope is lost, and Darkness has spread, a small shimmer of light can be all she needs to do things she must do, to save those she loves with her heart, her life, her soul. Which may end up being the cost of this war.
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Hunted: A Katy Lily Series Companion
Antonio Cain MacCathmhaoil never intended to be come a professor like his father, but life has a way of changing one’s plans.
After a tragic event he applied for and accepted a job at Bridgett’s School for the Magical Arts.
There he met Sandra Porter and knew she was his soul mate.
She did not feel the same…
She ran.
Far…
But she was then captured by the Witch Hunters…
Then the hunters became the hunted.
Antonio vowed to bring her home.
But first he had to save her from those who hunted…
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The Veil Lifts
Katherine Lillian Fitz: Goodness.
Are they one in the same? The magical world seems to be convinced. Katy holds onto a shadow of a doubt as it would mean the person she had once loved the most, the person who loved her as a child, the person who was once all she hand, the person that she mourned for five years, that her mother would be her greatest enemy…
But before she can deal with the White Being that still tempts her, before dealing with her mother who may or may not be alive, she has to deal with a much more serious situation… Not only has her Aunt Aaliyah broken out from Ghastly, the main Witch’s Prison and Katy Lily determined to find a way to prove her innocence no matter the cost…
But Katy has a growing Darkness inside of her… A Darkness that threatens to overwhelm and consume her and worst of all… two people blood related are encouraging her to harness this Darkness and use it… What will happen? Will Katy Lily find her way from the Darkness back into the light or when The Veil Lifts will all be forever lost?
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Corruption? A Katy Lily Series Companion
Senka Poe could not wait to go to Bridgett’s School for the Magical Arts.  She never imagined she might not finish.  But fate had other plans for her…  A plan she couldn’t find the strength to ignore… or deny.   But sometimes things are not what they seem and her life will go from a dream to a nightmare… A choice will have to be made… But can she turn her back on what she wants?  Does she have the strength to turn her back on the corruption of her soul?  Can she find the light within the darkness evading her life?  Senka is about to find out…
She loved him more than her soul… but she wasn’t about to risk her child’s…  Turn her back on the corruption of her soul? Can she find the light within the Darkness evading her life?  In its purest form can  she resist Corruption? After all nobody is born evil…. even Lucifer was once an angel…
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The Katy Lily Series: The Beginning
Discover The Katy Lily Series By Author Katherine Rochholz. This Box Set includes the first three books of The Katy Lily Series, Truth and Lies Past and Present, A Nightmare Within A Dream, and The Veil Lifts. It also includes bonus Novelette Corruption? Journey with Katy Lily through her world. Discover the Darkness within the Light. And the Light within the Darkness.
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The World Of The Katy Lily Series: A Short Companion Guide
 A Short Companion Guide of The Katy Lily Series. Discover The Master Symbols, The Magical Beings and The Five Magical Artifacts of the Katy Lily Series.
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Elemental Mazes
Katherine Lillian Fitz has had The Veil Lifted from her eyes…
She still struggles with her nightmares within her new life…
She is still trying to discover the truth about her past and the lies about her present…
But for as much danger as she has faced nothing has prepared her for the mazes.
The Seven Largest Magical Schools are coming together for a tournament that only happens every seven years;, Elemental Mazes.
Seven Mazes around the world;
Two months each to get through them;
The contestants win or lose, many can die…
And now they must survive not only the Elemental Mazes that has taken the lives of many contestants in the past…
But Senka is no longer content to sit on the sidelines and is determined to have her daughter back at her side.
Will Katy Lily be able to resist her mother?
Will she and the others be able to survive the mazes?
Only time will tell and this time the journey may lead straight to their ending.
Journey with Katy Lily through her world…
Discover the darkness within the light…
And the light within the darkness.
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Falling Pieces
Katherine Lillian has survived the mazes. She has been putting together the puzzle pieces of her life. And now the pieces of her life seem to be fitting into places. But the problem isn’t knowing what is coming…
The problem is that she knows what is coming. She must protect her family. And it is more important now as Riley and Haley are young parents and are being targeted by Senka… The White Being… Her own mother… The reason? Senka wants Katherine by her side and she will do anything to get it. Even killing everybody Katherine holds dear.
She also finds out about one of two puzzles she must solve to be able to end this war. The Ancient Artifacts. She must learn about them. Find them. And one day combine them. But will she be able to do it? Can she pay the cost that will have to be paid? Only time will tell. But one thing is for sure…
The Pieces Are Falling…
But The Ending Is Far From Clear…
Forgiven Revenge: A Katy Lily Series Companion
Erin O’Hara was on a mission. A mission to get her revenge. Werewolves had killed her father and her sister and she wanted revenge. What she hadn’t anticipated was being attacked by rouge warlocks. Erin preformed a dark spell. One of the darkest to grant immortality… to her sister. And that is when she met her destiny.
Evan O’ Connaill was the son of the chief. He was working to bring down the rouge weres when he came upon two women who had been attacked. He sensed the black magic and would have let his father do what he wanted but then he looked into her eyes. And he knew he had to have this woman. Now he just had to convince her to give an old werewolf a chance… especially since it was his brother who killed her father.
Will Erin’s thirst for revenge over the possibility of a bright future? Or will love truly triumph over the bitterness and darkness in her soul?
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Dark Shadows
Dark Times are ahead.  Katy Lily will have choices she has to make.  Things she must do.  But will she be able to survive the Dark Shadows of her soul?  Will she be able to handle the heartache and the responsibilities thrust upon her?  The war between Darkness and Goodness is building to a fever pitch and already Katy Lily has lost more than she thought she could live through… What more will be taken from her as the Dark Shadows descend upon their lives? Will the choices she make be the right ones or will they lead her into the Darkness?
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Pure Shadows
Katherine Lillian MacCathmhaoil has fought the Dark Shadows.
She has picked up the falling pieces of the puzzle.
She has made her way through the Elemental Mazes.
She has had the veil lifted from her eyes.
She has fought the nightmare within her dream.
She faced the truth of her past and the lies of her present.
Now only one thing remains, the final year…
The Final Battle…
Shadow against Light…
Senka Against Katherine…
Darkness Against Goodness…
It all comes down to this…
The Final War for Earth…
Journey with Katy Lily through her world…
Discover the darkness within the light…
And the light within the Darkness…
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Short Story: Time of Death


Time Of Death
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This is the story of my mother as I remember her. We had this small clock; it still was in working condition, which was amazing considering it was made in 1575. It was made by an ancestor named Jacques Caffieri (no relation to the famous gilder, but a great gilder in his own right). My name is not important, but my mother’s was Marianne. She was adopted into the family, so thus was not blood, nor am I, of the Caffieli family. However as an only child she was raised without knowledge of her adoption, and so she spoiled, up until the very day the demon entered our lives. I was four. I can still remember the death in my mother’s eyes, when she lost her battle. This is the story of her battle.
“What a beautiful clock!” Marianne exclaimed. “Thank you, Daddy!” Marianne opened her wedding gift from her father.
“It has been passed from father to daughter for generations in our family.” Her father stated.
“So…”
“It was mine, as the youngest child of all boys; it was presented to my wife and me. Presented to your mother. God rest her soul.” Her father as he made the sign of the cross.
“It is gorgeous. I love it daddy!” Marianne hugged her father.
Years went by before Marianne realized what was going on. She just felt sick and weak all the time. At first she just thought it was her pregnancy, but she still felt ill even after I was born. She tried with every ounce of her strength to defeat the feelings. Then one day, as the doctor told us then, she had come as close to death as she could and still be alive, and that is when she saw him.
Jacques, his spirit, had his hands on her shoulders, he had just finished strapping a choker to her throat, one in which a ribbon dangled, wrapped around his hand. “For you my love,” he whispered as he would every morning, and as he had been. Now we could see him, my mother’s dying soul gave him enough strength for me to see him.
“Thank you.” Marianne responded automatically, before she became scared. She screamed for awhile but soon the demon, who called himself Jacques, charmed her.
Over the next couple of years she had a relationship with him. He wooed her and charmed her; she spent almost every moment with him. My father was too afraid to tell anyone that his wife was having a relationship with a being that was not there. He was afraid she would be called a witch. Though they were no longer burned at the stake they would be banned from the Christian community for things such as this, and she was too weak for a priest to perform an exorcism. He was afraid it would kill her, and a few more months with his love was worth the price of her insanity in his eyes.
She was neglecting me, as she slowly joined the land of the lost. By the time of my fourth birthday I constantly tried to tie her to me instead. But I knew I was failing, some days she would snap out of it and join me. Sometimes I would even have her back for a couple of weeks at time. But just days after my forth birthday we lost her again.
I watched, as I continued to fight for her, as she faded away. I knew I would lose the fight. On the last day I figured out and accepted I would lose, but I tried one last plea. “Momma…. Please…”
“I am so sorry baby…” She rasped as I watched the demon latched the choker around her throat one last time. She took her last breath as death filled her eyes. I watched as my mother’s soul joined the demon’s within the clock.
That night, as my father buried the body of my mother. I took the clock and went down to my father’s shop. He was a black smith and the small gold plated Ormolu created by Jacques Caffieri, I threw into my father’s molten rock.
I don’t know how long I sat there and watched the clock burn, but it seemed like days. Then right before the last part melted, I heard two screams fill the air and I knew two things. The first was that the demon would never claim another life and second my mother’s soul was released to whatever afterlife awaited here.
Many years later on my grandfather’s death bed he told me of the young baby he found in the middle of the road the day of his young bride’s death. His wife had died in childbirth with their own young daughter, he lost them both and he was in so much grief. When he found my mother he had taken it as a sign from God that he was to raise a daughter. But at that moment I knew the truth, that the demon had orchestrated it so he could destroy my mother’s soul.
As I lay here on my death bed, I tell my many children and many generations of grandchildren, as they surrounded my bed. I know now it is time for this story to be told. I have lived for over a hundred years, now I know I am free to tell the truth as soon I will join the afterlife and whatever the fates have in store for me. I tell my children and the grandchildren the story of my mother’s descent into darkness, not to warn them but to inform them, that there are truly demons in this world.
I am gasping my last breast with a smile on my face when there is a knock at the door. My oldest child comes in with a package. “Mom, it is for you.”
I use what strength I have and open it and my eyes widen in shock and fear. It is the clock I destroyed over a hundred years ago. “No….” I gasp with my last breath.