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Beautiful Creatures. Chapter 44
(Cultural Barriers.)"I need to see you."The thought was dropped into Lucinda's head."I can't Jimmy.""I just need to spend some time alone with you.""It is not right for us to be sneaking out at nights and hanging with each other.""It is not like we are sleeping together Lucinda. Why are you making this so difficult all the time? Don't you want to see me?"Lucinda went silent. She didn't know what she wanted. How did it all go so far?She thought.She decided she would go, if only to end with Jimmy, what should not have started."Lucinda?"She hung up the kitchen towel and pulled the window close. She had been thinking about Jimmy to the point where she was driven with the madness to clean an already clean kitchen.She checked the clock on the wall.It was two ten in the morning."Lucinda?""Ok, ok I will be there."Lucinda sent back the thought. Thus, on yet another morning disguised in darkness, while her community slumbers, Lucinda Pitters leaves her family to be with Jimmy
Beautiful Creatures. Chapter 45
(Almost There.)Hercules went above deck and glimpsed an ice-cream cone of land sticking up from the sea. According to his compass, which he placed back into his pocket, he should be looking at their destination. Being so close, he wasn't sure he wanted to get there just yet.Just last night, he had spent hours alone with Buttercup, just sitting under the sky, discussing magic and his books she had read on Doug's laptop. Doug was kind enough to pay for a few of the books with his credit card information and Buttercup had realized, from her reading, that Hercules was a very interesting man.There was an air of mystery in his novels and it appeared that they shared a love for the supernatural. He was very knowledgeable of the world humans didn't see or perhaps chose to ignore."Where do you get your ideas?"She had asked him."Oh, I pick up bits and pieces here and there and like a spider, I spin them into an organized web of adventure.""Your books are wonderful, one almost thought it
Beautiful Creatures. Chapter 46
(The Earth Is Dying.)"One night I swore I saw a Mermaid."I heard Buttercup say.As I followed the yacht with the waves riding over my back.She did actually, while she was out exploring the skies as a Fairy.She looked down and there I was starting up at her illuminated by the Moonlight. However, by the time she had swooped down to the waters I had vanished far into the deepest depths at a speed so fast, that I made her question what she had seen."Could be a dolphin."I had heard her say to herself, with my super hearing. Then off she flew, to catch the yacht, that had sailed on miles ahead.I had almost been discovered. I had thought. From then on I tagged along carefully, following them all the way from Sicily.I listened to the group speaking on the deck."I have seen a Merman once."Hercules stated." I said hey what's up fish dude. He gave me a rude, insulted look and swam away. I was visiting Scotland then."Doug laughed."Wouldn't you be mad too if someone called you a fish
Beautiful Creatures. Chapter 47
(The Revealing Dream.)When they came off the yacht to the sand, the earth throbbing beneath their feet with a different rhythm. The spirit of the land engulfed them and Hercules's metaphysical blood knew that this was a place where magic happened.Doug was curious that Hercules had not said a word about all the stuff they had talked about with the Mermaid, about Jatray, fairy magic, etc. Not a single word did he utter as he had lowered the anchor and went about his own business.It was nighttime as they walked the long stretch of sandy beach.Moonstruck looked around her and smiled at the familiar places where she had often sat with her friends on the weekends.She exchanged a bitter-sweet smile with Opal, as a serene peacefulness grasped their hearts.Bruce's eyes were glued to the ground with a longing that interpreted, that he wanted to be swallowed up by the earth. Doug and Hercules matched steps, falling back a few feet from the group."So Hercules, anything on your mind?"Doug
Beautiful Creatures. Chapter 48
(Insecurities.)Hercules divided the low branches with his hands. Behind Dahlia's Inn, there was a jungle of dry twigs.He went to a place where the darkness was heavy and lit a cigarette. He could see the grey tail of the smoke curling into the sky.He finished that and lit another, as he was preoccupied with other things. Specifically, Buttercup.Buttercup was not lacking in confidence; he could see it in her. She simply had a habit of restraining herself from being happy. What was she afraid of, given that life happens and we move on? However, he had the impression that she was a woman who carried pain as a precaution. She preferred to become best friends with her pain. It was necessary for protection.He wanted to be her protector.He thought.He finished his cigarette and slid his hands into his pocket.She was damaged badly, he could tell that much. Yet, she needed to understand, that if we're all honest, we're all damaged in some way.****"**************************He saw h
Beautiful Creatures. Chapter 49
(Mate Bond/Soulmates.)Raquel was on her way to her office at the back of the store when she noticed three people enter, one of whom she recognised immediately.Here comes the bitch! She thought. She did not normally serve customers. She had employees who did so, but this was an exception.She heard the bell jingle as the door closed and made a swift walk across the store to arrive at the customers before her employee did.She greeted them politely."How may I help you?"The beautiful blonde woman looked at the curvy, dark lady, with her short pink hair. A pretty teenager had already approached a rack of blouses."We are simply shopping around."The dark skin woman smiled."Is there a special occasion?"Raquel smiled back, there was something about the woman that made one want to be kind to her.Jatray looked at the woman again, silently.They had arrived in Mala three days now and she had vowed to herself to make this a wonderful experience for Izzy and Journey. Where they had cried
Beautiful Creatures. Chapter 50
(Through Her Eye.)It was their fifth night in Mala, and little had changed. Doug had said they would take it easy for a week to recoup for whatever lay ahead. So rested they did, spending most of their time at the Inn.Hercules was sitting on a bench beneath a tree with his laptop, working on his new book. He did not even see Buttercup approach him; he never expected her to, because she did her best to avoid him even when they were eating lunch and dinner together."Hey." She said.He looked up."Hi."She wore blue jeans and a white blouse, with her hair in a high ponytail."Let's go somewhere."She was not asking, but rather telling him. She had been watching him from her room's window for several hours before making this decision.He closed his computer and placed it in the bag."Let me take this back to my room first."Ok."She said.He told his mind not to think about it as he walked to his room. Just go with the flow. He placed the laptop on his bed, locked his room up and retu
Beautiful Creatures. Chapter 51
(No Silver Lining?) "Lucinda." "Jatray." It was a chilly meeting and in that space where the two women met, Antarctica couldn't even come close to rivaling the climate. "Any news?" "Nothing yet." Jatray had allowed Izzy and Journey to go off on their own today. The carnival had come to Mala and they had said that they wanted to experience it. "Are you coming Jatray?" Journey had asked. "No I am allergic to being out in the sun all day." Izzy, who though it was a joke, laughed and said. "Really, that is your excuse?" Izzy picked up a brush from the dresser. "It is and I am sticking to it." Jatray had replied. Izzy brushed her hair and Journey held up a white shorts, wondering if white was a good shade to go dancing in the streets all day in. Jatray had returned to her room and picked up her cellphone. ******************************* Jatray couldn't think of them now. As the old saying goes, there is no pleasure in business. There was something peaceful about the m
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Chapter 70
(A New Story.) The consequence of fiddling with time is that it alters the trajectory of events. If I had not caused an earthquake that loosened the temple walls, the stone tablets would never have slipped through the cracks and floated on the waters of an underground source that led them from Sicily to the sea. The Priest were all Immortal Spirits, that were rejected by heaven because they were not pure enough and rejected by hell because they were not evil enough. They lived in limbo, between the realms of the afterlife and guarded the treasure of the Immortals. Like a safety deposit box, Immortals took to them the things they could not keep and could not let go of. In order to preserve her records of a past she could not bear to part with, Jatray had brought her stone tablets to the Priest. Trusting that whatever it was the Priest would not be tempted to look inside and uncover what was there. Priest bowed to no-one but to the Creator and Medusa. She was their queen,
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Chapter 69
(A New Sunrise.) "It is outrageous that you aim those weapons at me!" Jatray was adamant. She had watched as the Goblin boy had taken the Hybrid into the safety of the house. All was lost now. She contemplated. Izzy, the hybrid, Simeon, all because of the damn pregnant Vampire. Her mind screamed. Doug's back was towards Jatray being held captive by her own soilders. The Council cared not about his group anymore. The real threat was Jatray. Her hatred was the ultimate sin against life, nearly wiping out an entire specie. Jatray knew she was going to be executed, she had decided that if she was to die, she was taking Opal's baby with her. The fetus was already weak inside the mother and would not survive if she struck it under a newmoon. ****************************** Doug had one hand over Opal's shoulders as they watched Hercules draw back his breath into his body. His body jerked as one who had been shocked and then shaking his head, he sat up. "Is it over?" He
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Chapter 68
(The Treasured Secrets Of A Hybrid.) Maverick looked around him. There was death everywhere, and it reminded him of the day of the Great War. He laid the hybrid gently on the ground. Then, with a great roar, he lifted himself and pointing to the moon, Maverick began to chant. With both his hands towards the sky, darkness started to spread in the globe of the newmoon. Opal had told him about the effect of a new moon on a hybrid, something he had not known during the Great War. Now that he knew, there was something he could do about it. "That is goblin magic." Jatray said surprised. She hurled a wolf's corpse that she had recently bled to death aside. She wiped her lips and spun around, trying to figure out the source of this powerful craft. "Maverick?" She stated shocked. She had long considered the Goblin King to be dead. Pulling her bow from behind her, Jatray launched an arrow across the battlefield. Maverick went down on one knee after the poisoned tip struck his c
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Chapter 67
(The Battle.) Opal had again fed and bathed the hybrid. It was a sort of routine now. As Opal went about the house, it was difficult to see only memories of Moonstruck. Her bagpack, her belongings here and there. Bruce went for an early morning jog because he could not bear to touch Moonstruck's blood, while Hercules and Doug did the cleaning up of it. She went back to the hybrid's room and was surprised to see her sitting up in bed, her back supported by the pillows. "Hi." Said Opal, she was taken aback when a response arrived because she had not anticipated one. "Hi." A small voice repeated like an echo. Opal went around the room drawing aside the drapes, opening the windows and letting in fresh air. A few windows had escaped the wolves entrance and the hybrid's room was one of them. The early morning sun was gentle to a vampire, like rubbing essential oils into the skin. It was when the sun had matured in the sky that it felt like their skin was cooking. "If you
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Chapter 66
(A Day Of Farewells.) Moonstruck's body had been carried home by the wolves. All around them, lightning flashed, thunder roared and Mala wept for the daughter of the soil. Softening the earth with her tears so that the grave would be easy to dig. Lucinda had sent back word with a small wolf, around ten years old, who came through the cornfield in jeans cut off at the knees, a fade brown t'shirt and kinky black hair. The boy's chocolate toned body stood at the door that was left open all night. The sun was coming up on their sorrow, fighting it's way through the drizzling rain. The boy, drenched from head to toe, stared around at the blood in the living room. He saw the occupants of the room with watery eyes of disbelief, turned towards his presence. The group had sat in chairs and had not moved since Moonstruck's body had left the Bloomfield's house. Nothing had been touched, nothing cleaned up and the boy, though young, also felt the blow of this heavy grief. He cle
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Chapter 65
(Who killed Simeon?) You can tell much about a man by the way he drives a vehicle. Opal thought as Hercules sat behind the steering wheel and turned into the Bloomfield's mansion. He avoided every obstacle along the dirt path, then slowed to wait for a herd of goats to pass. He was a patient man, who took time to navigate his way into and around, your body and your heart. He slowed down when he sensed Opal needed to adjust herself in her seat and she did. He was an observant lover, who will take the time to give you what you needed. Opal could decipher that he was the type of man, who took pleasure in your pleasure. "Buttercup didn't stand a chance." Opal chuckled and addressed him. "What?" He spoke as he passed through the plantation's open gate. The hybrid was between Doug and Opal, the poor thing slept with her head resting on Opal's lap the entire way from the airport. Doug was dozing off on the other side of the back seat. Bruce was asleep in the front sea
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Chapter 64
(Declaration Of War.) Buttercup and Annex had put together a simple yet spendid gown. The shoulders of it was a thin string of white pearls that ran down into a square neckline of white lilly of the valley petals. Following that, white Cosmo flower petals extended from the waist. Cosmo petals also constructed a long trail sprinlkled with the yellow, seed belly of the plant. In Fairyland it was good luck and tradition to line the trail of a wedding dress with pollen. It represented conception within the family and marital prosperity. Wherever the bride went, a new generation of the flowers would spring and prosper in its species. Buttercup stood beside her Mother, who was wiping tears from her eyes and her Father had his chest puffed up because he had produced such a beautiful bride. ******************************* The venue was Sparkle Cave and on one side stood the young man's large family, on the other, stood Annex much smaller group of family members. Sparkle Cave was na
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Chapter 63
(Stolen Treasure.)Jatray fed Izzy soup while she sat up in bed.She brushed the pink hair from her forehead and stared into those brown eyes reminiscing on nothing but pain.There was nolonger a fire there.The spunk of the woman extinguished to ashes.Some people skip past the years of childhood and pre-adolosence. Leaping over each hurdle and embracing life with a positive, joyful bliss.There are some, however, who have knocked so many hurdles over, stumbling through the stages of growth. Some will rise and pick themselves up, while others will let their mind sit in the heap of their fall.In Izzy's eyes, Jatray saw that she had lost the strength to fight and she was spreading her bed in that mind of hers, to lie permanently beneath the sheets of her suffering."Don't get comfortable there Izzy. It will make you forever distrustful and bitter."Jatray said to her. Izzy turned her head to the side and silent tears rolled down her dark cheeks.Jatray placed the bowl in the tray. L
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Chapter 62.
(The Rescue.) The once refined and sophisticated living room was demolished. Curtains ripped, slashed by knives and splashed with blood. Chairs and sofas overrturned, the fighting went on for far too long. Doug grabbed the foot of the piano with one hand and slammed it into Nathan, who was coming at him swiftly with a knife. Broken glass pierced Nathan's skin as he was hurled through the window. Opal had somehow snatched the woman with the chicken by her bloody apron. She reeled her in like a YoYo, turned her around and sent her fangs deep into the neck. It felt so satisfying, the thrill of letting out all she had pent up inside. The rush of fury for all the disruption in her life. The tortures she had done nothing to deserve. She drank the fresh blood, straight from a beating pulse. The woman's heartbeat slow down and just like the chicken, she convulsed in Opal's hand. "It is not enough!" Opal screamed into the room. Her rage building. Her Father bei
