The Writer and the Witch
Chapter 1
Prologue
Summary: A/U AH - Three Witch sisters move from Salem, MA to Houston TX where they rent to own the ancestral home of one Edward Cullen. For some reason Edward has a dream about a dark haired beauty that he has yet to meet. Does Bella already have Edward under her spell? What mayhem will the Witch Sisters bring into the lives of Edward, his family and his friends?
Disclaimer: Ms. Meyer started it all. I've borrowed her characters, but this storyline is mine.
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"The realtor is on the house phone Bella," Rosalie called from the kitchen interrupting her task of packing up that room.
I pushed the hair strands that had escaped my high ponytail as I paused in my assignment of packing up the bathrooms. "OK!" I called back as I walked into my bedroom and looked for the phone, finally finding it under a pile of bedding. "Hello..." I answered.
"Hey Bella, Mike Newton here," He paused, I'm sure expecting that I would be excited about his call. It was his job after all to keep me up on what was going on.
What an ego this asshole had!
Trying to keep the exasperation from my voice I answered him. "Yes, Mr. Newton?"
In a pseudo pouty voice, "Bella, how many times do I need to tell you that you can call me Mike?"
"I know Mr. Newton, but my mother raised me to respect my elders." Score! "Do you have some news for us about the house and the store front property we asked you to check into?"
"Yes," Newton all business now. "I do."
"And...?" I prompt.
"And I can bring your keys and the final documents for you to sign or you can allow me to take you out to dinner and we can settle it all then." He oozed over the phone.
Yuck, "Hold on a moment, Mr. Newton, let me check and see if it's possible." It's all I can do to not gag.
I laid the phone under the pile of bedding and walked out into the hall and called, "Alice! Rose! Can you come here a moment please?"
Rose stuck her head out from the kitchen and peered up at me on the upstairs landing. Alice came trotting down the hall. They both had raised eyebrows.
"Mr. Newton is inviting us to dinner to seal the deal for both the storefront and house, you game?" I asked looking expectantly at them both in turn.
Rose made a gagging motion and Alice looked like she was going to be sick as well.
"I know. I know. But it can be our final fuck you and fuck off to the sleazeball. He thinks he'll get me alone, and that's not happening," I said emphatically.
Both Rose and Alice got evilly gleeful expressions on their faces. Nodding, I went back into my room and retrieved the telephone receiver.
"Mr. Newton, sure that's fine, but I'll have to meet you. Where and what time?" It was all I could do to keep a straight face and listen to him getting an erection in anticipation.
"Fine, I'll see you then. Goodbye Mr. Newton," I hung up feeling like I should disinfect the telephone.
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At eight p.m. sharp, Alice, Rose and I walk into the swanky and very very expensive restaurant and up to the hosting desk.
"Bella Swan and sisters here for Mr. Newton," I say innocently.
The hostess looks up at us and then back down at the reservations book, and then back at us. "I don't think Mr. Newton was expecting anyone but you, Ms. Swan."
I smile, "I know."
The hostess tries to keep from smiling, but I could tell that she understands, perfectly.
She collected three menus and asked us to follow her, looking back over her shoulder she added, "He's going to be shocked because he paid extra for a single room just for two."
The three of us just grin.
When Michael looks up with an expectant smile it turns at once into a look of disbelief, and he starts to sputter, "Bella, er Ms. Swan, I was under the impression it would just be the two of us..."
Innocently I stare wide eyed at him saying, "Oh my! I'm so sorry Mr. Newton. Should we leave and we can come to your office in the morning before we leave town for good?"
The hostess is trying very hard not to laugh. "What would you like us to do Mr. Newton? We have a couple of very nice tables in the middle of the room."
Sputtering now because he knows no one was fooled, "Yes, that's fine. Sorry for the inconvenience my dear." He reached out and touched her arm at which she visibly flinched and shrugged away from him.
"Follow me please," she said curtly.
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"Bella! That was so sweet! We soaked the old bastard for an expensive meal as well as showed him that he's not as devious as he thinks," Rose laughs. "Respects!"
We high five each other grinning.
Alice was giggling in the back seat. She's "a little drunk because the wine was very good" she'd kept saying.
We are spending the night at a hotel before we take off in the morning for our new lives in Houston, Texas. We are leaving Salem for good, never to return. Our feelings are varied. We've lived here all our lives, but now, it's time we moved on. It's what our mother told us we needed to do. She said that Salem had nothing left to offer us and she wanted us to have a new start in life. Her life was over and we needed to begin to live ours. We buried her three months ago but the pain of losing our mother, our mentor, our teacher, was very much still painful and an open space in our hearts.
We were leasing to buy a large old house that was built on several acres north of Houston, in a community called Conroe. The store front we were also leasing was in Woodlands Mall which was about 25 - 45 minutes away from where our home was located. We'd have to get out the maps and see if we could locate a route that didn't demand we deal with the amount traffic on Interstate 45.
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Edward Cullen stretched out pulling his arms over his head and bending from side to side. He'd been writing all night and he was in need of a good run to work out the kinks from his all-nighter. He was putting the finishing touches on his latest detective novel, and he was ready to put it to bed.
He was ready to be put to bed too. He'd just lay down for a few minutes to rest his eyes. Sleep immediately took him and he began to dream...
It's was still early Spring and the air was nippy, but that was a good thing. Edward liked to run at least two miles one way, but this morning he decided to add another mile. It had come to his attention that the old Masen mansion had finally been rented. He vaguely remembered his mother telling him she'd been approached about leasing it, with an option to buy.
Edward wasn't sure he wanted the mansion sold. It had belonged to his paternal grandfather's, father after all. It held some very sweet childhood memories for Edward. His parents had lived there with him until he'd started school when they'd moved into their own home, where they still lived today. He, of course, had his own townhouse that he was content with.
Edward stopped on the street catching his breath, and found he was looking at his old childhood home, when the front door opened and a petite chestnut beauty walked out on to the front porch and called to him.
He would remember later, that she'd actually called him by his name.
Her name was Isabella Swan. She and her sisters, Alice and Rosalie had just graduated from college and were in the Houston area to open their own businesses. He didn't ask what those businesses were. He was too enamored with the lithe chestnut haired beauty.
He didn't even remember leaving the house, only the return run home. While he was in the shower he began to have the most vivid thoughts and emotions about Isabella. He'd never really experienced erotic thoughts about someone before - he'd lusted sure, but these thoughts he was having about Isabella...her small but exceedingly curvy body, naked, the water running down her shoulders, over and between her beautiful and large breasts; her nipples hard peaks just begging for him to close his mouth around. The sounds she makes as he takes them in his mouth over and over, lavishing attention on both of them equally. The breast he's not sucking on has the attention of his hand as he tugs and pulls and twists the nipple in his fingers. He drops his hands to her waist and puts enough pressure on her torso so that she's bending backwards causing her sex to press against his. He whips her around and pushes her down so that her rear end is opened up. One of his hands catches her by the nape of her neck holding her down while his other reaches around seeking her sex. When he finds it, she's very wet and not from the shower waters. He takes first one finger inserting it into her opening, when the two fingers on either side hold the lips open. He then inserts a second and a third fingers into her dripping sex. His thumb presses on her clit and she starts gasping his name. She's so hot for him. She's getting close to a climax, but he's not ready for her to do that yet. He removes his hand from her sex and smears the juices around her anus and inserts one finger after another until he's got four of them into her. She's moaning and begging him to help her cum. He moves his hand back to her sex, but also bends her over more so that she is open to him and as he pushes on her clit he plunges his sex into her open and waiting ass. She screams his name as she comes so hard she's shaking and unable to hold herself up. Oh Edward! You're the best! I've never cum so hard...
As he was drying himself off, he began to have vague thoughts about writing down his erotic visions and thoughts.
Edward jerked fully awake with a new book beginning to form in his consciousness.
Along with the new book taking root in his conscious, so was the idea of an Isabella Swan.
He didn't think he'd be happy with any other woman.
He had no idea if she were really a woman or if she'd just been a figment of his imagination; of his longing for someone he'd be able to love and who would return that love.
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It took two days, but Isabella and Alice were finished setting up what they were calling their Herbarium, even though the word greenhouse would have worked as well. They had old recipes for lotions, creams, soaps, mouth washes and such that they were planning on selling in their store front, once they got everything made and ready to go.
One of the reasons they'd chosen to rent the old Masen mansion, was the amount of land that went with it. The fenced in back yard was huge. There was room for an extensive herb garden where they'd grow their own plants and they also had plans for a drying room/building where they could preserve what they would need later.
Ever since Isabella had discovered that she had green thumbs, it'd been her desire to actually grow and make herbal products for the skin and body. She'd introduced Alice and Rosalie to the idea when they were in high school, and the seed of their present plan had been planted then and there. Alice would assist Bella in the growing, drying and preserving of the herbs to be used in the wonderful creams and lotions that she had the recipes for. Recipes that had been handed down from her great-great-grandmother. Rosalie would do their advertising and sales in general. Alice was also going to have a small space in the back of the storefront where she'd read cards and palms.
Their grandmother had been a professed Green Witch, while their mother was a White Witch so Bella had inherited the knowledge and expertise from both of them to back her up.
She wasn't sure if she was in fact a witch herself, but she did know that she could do things that most people couldn't. She could call birds down from the trees, as well as squirrels and chipmunks and any other woodland creature that was within the sound of her voice. They would just come to her.
She'd been shocked once when she was in Canada visiting some friends. She had gone on a hiking trip alone, and a very large grey wolf had appeared on the trail in front of her. She froze for a moment before realizing that she wasn't feeling any threat coming from the animal. She called to it and, to her surprise, it came to her. It sat down and looked her squarely in the eyes.
Bella reached out with a tentative hand and touched its massive head. She knew that she had nothing to fear from this female wolf; in fact the wolf made a chuffing sound that brought two small cubs out onto the trail also. Bella knelt down and extended her hand to one, which looked up at its mama as if asking permission. Then the cub came running to Bella and nuzzled her hand. The second cub joined almost immediately.
That was something Bella never told anyone about because it'd been a very personal and private moment. That was just the way she was, even with Alice and Rosalie. She seldom shared much that was personal, but she listened well, always tried to give good advice and never told anything she was asked not to.
After Bella's experience hiking in Canada, she came to meet a Witch named Angela, who could read auras and tell what type of power was available to each individual. When Bella told Angela what had happened with the wolf and cubs, Angela had looked strangely at her, she then told Bella that she'd met her power animal and it meant she was a warrior or fighter, someone who could wield great power and that all energy was available to her. All she had to do was pull it down through her.
Angela had continued to say that Bella's life test would be to not let the glamor of black magic get hold of her. She was warned that the temptation would be tremendous and that she did have the inner strength to meet and pass the test, but only if she stayed alert and never lost sight of what she wanted from life.
What did she want from life?
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Alice and Bella were in the greenhouse when Rosalie came in asking them to come to the garden as she had something to tell them.
"Okay, Rose, what is it?" Alice asked snippily.
Bella just looked expectant.
"I've had a vision, I think. I was meditating when I saw you, Bella, with this man who I think most women would die to just spend some time with. I saw you in a shower with him, naked, and he was fucking your ass and you were loving it!" Rose said triumphantly. "I didn't know you had it in you Sweetie."
"Ewww!" was the collective response from both Alice and Bella.
"You wouldn't say that if you'd seen the man, AND get this! This house is the house he was raised in. This is/was his family home. There are very good vibes in this house. I think it's very close to one of the intersections of the ley lines, and I think we should investigate this," Rosalie was very excited by what she'd seen.
Bella just shook her head. "I don't do spells, nor will I cast. Been there. Done that. However," holding up a hand palm out to Rosalie, "I will admit to learning mental magic and I'm getting pretty good at projection of power."
Alice sat there with her mouth open looking back and forth between her sisters. "I don't believe you two! Bella, you swore!"
"Not to cast spells of any kind. I never said anything about mental magic.
A plan began to form in her mind about doing a little mental magic to see if there were possibilities for her to have a romantic relationship with this man. What was his name again? Oh yes, Edward Cullen.
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Happy Halloween Y'all! Don't let the spooks, witches, vampires or zombies get you! And for goodness sake, if someone tells you not to go into the spooky building, listen to them!
AEN: I suspect there will some day be more to this story, but for now this is all the characters are saying to me.
A/N: My undying thanks to my Beta JoanOfArt; buggins74, AnakinsRealMom, and Gabby1017 who pre-read for me. Wouldn't be able to do this without you! I have a great team helping me.