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Writers note: This story is based on the character of Cate Tiernan, Author of the Sweep Series. I do not own any of the characters. Cate Tiernan does. It is a fan fiction. I am a fan. Please respect my writing. All of these ideas come from my head and not from other fan fictions. If there is a similarity it is purely coincidental. I hope you enjoy the fan fictions!
~*WhooHoo! Almost done! I hope you like this one. Lots of symbolisms in this one...so watch for them. The next chapters will be a Doozy (right elona!) So you don't want to miss those.*~
**To Michy: feel better soon pyro buddie! This one is for ya...hehee. Miss ya…..Muahz!**
(Hey Hey Hey to my mommy, sweets, gutter buddy, and all those other buddies..hehe)
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"Morgan?"
"Huh?! What? Oh sorry... I was kinda out there." I looked up to see my sister looking strangely at me.
"I asked you what you wanted to eat for lunch. What's wrong with you today? Are you getting sick?" she asked, concerned.
"I don't think so. I'm just tired I guess. I'm not hungry. Thanks though Mary K." I got up and walked back up my room. I closed the door and flopped down on the soft bed. I closed my eyes, but the only thing I saw was the image of Hunter's angry face. We never had this big a fight before. I mean we argued, but never like this. I can't believe I slapped him. What was I thinking? Was I actually jealous of Amelia?! But why should I? I have Azriel. Azriel who is always there for me, supporting me, never judging. I love Azriel. Yes. I do love Azriel. I know I do…I think.
I looked at the alarm clock on my nightstand and realized that it was almost 3 p.m. I was supposed to meet Eoife at Practical Magick at 4. I got up and headed for the shower. I tried to imagine the hot water cleansing me of bad energy and thoughts, but I don't think it worked, cause I still feel awful. I got out and rummaged through my closet. I pulled out my dark denim jeans and a blood red shirt with a cowl neck. I decided to leave my hair in long waves and put on some lip-gloss and eye shadow. I scribbled a note to my parent and shouted bye to Mary K.
I parked right outside Practical Magick. No one was really around cause it was a dark and gloomy day. I pulled the door open and was invited in by the sent of incense and candles.
"Morgan, dear, how are you?" Alyce pulled me in for a hug.
"I'm okay. Am I late?" I said, hugging her back and enjoying her warmth.
"No. They're not here yet. How about some tea? I'm trying to find the books that Eoife asked me to get. Want to help?" she smiled.
"Sure." I said, walking to the backroom. Alyce handed me a cup of tea and sat down on the long wooden table.
"I was actually looking for that book I showed you awhile ago. The Book of Ancient Spells and Rites. You do remember that, right?" she asked. I nodded and shuddered from the memory of it. I remember that it contained the spell the broke the bond between Hunter and me for always.
"Can you please check at that shelf over there. Be careful with that ladder."
"Okay." I place the mug down and walked toward the shelf. It was a tall and wide shelf filled with ancient books and tools. I stood there for a minute admiring it. Finally I closed my eyes. I pictured the book and asked it where it was. I opened my eyes and I knew exactly where it was. I climbed on the ladder and reached for it on the very top. I had to move some of the other books to actually reach it. I grabbed it, but it slipped and landed on the floor with a thud.
"Oops. Sorry Alyce" I apologized.
"It's fine Morgan. Did you find it?" she said walking back to the wooden table.
"Yea." I climbed down the ladder to pick up the book. I gasped. The book landed on the exact page that contained the spell and story of the Silver Cord. Surprised, I slammed the book shut and walked towards Alyce. I dropped the book on the table. I didn't mean to do it hard, but once again it dropped it fell on the same page. The Silver Cord. Angry, I closed the book and leaned back on my chair. Why is this happening to me?! Why?! Alyce was looking at me. Studying my eyes. I let her. Some how I wanted her to know without me actually telling her.
After a minute, Alyce finally looked up and smiled at me. She nodded and reached across the table to pat my hands.
"Just because you cant see it doesn't mean it isn't there. Oh my dear. I know your pain. I can feel it." She sighed. I looked at her, tears starting to form in my eyes. I've wanted to tell someone for so long about how I felt. I just didn't have the courage to put them into words. But now Alyce knows, and I'm glad
"Morgan, The hardest part of love is to watch the one you love the most, love someone else. I know it must be very hard for you, and it must be for him too." She walked over, sat down right beside me and took me into her arms. "My dear, Love is a hidden fire, a pleasant sore, a delicious poison, a delicate pain, an agreeable torment, a sweet and throbbing wound, a gentle death. You must trust yourself to make the right decision." She pulled back and smiled at me. "Just remember, when all seems lost, look to your true love to find the way."
Outside I heard the bell ding, which means a customer. Alyce got up and walked out. I sat there alone, thinking about what Alyce said. Look to your true love to find the way. Who is my true love? How can I turn to him when I don't even know whom he is?
I heard the door chimes again and my senses started to tingle. It was weird cause I was so overwhelmed. Like it was pulling me apart. Running in different directions. I stood up, feeling dazed. I sat down on the floor, trying to ground myself. When I finally looked up, I saw Azriel walking through the curtains that separated the store and the back. I stood up to greet him, but an intense tugging in my chest stopped me. I spun around and saw that Hunter had just stepped in through the backdoor with Eoife. I saw Hunter and Azriel lock eyes. I didn't know if Azriel knew about Hunter and me. Goddess I hope not.
"Hello Morgan. Its been awhile since I saw you last." Eoife said, breaking the silence.
"Its great to see you again Eoife" I said, shakily. "Would you excuse me a minute?"
"Sure dear. I need to talk to Hunter for awhile anyways." She smiled. I walked toward Azriel who was standing by the door. He smiled and I couldn't help smiling back.
"Hi love, you okay? I saw you on the floor and I got worried." He asked, alarmed.
"I'm fine. What are you doing here? Not that I'm not glad to see you." I smiled.
"Diarmuid had to pick up something from Alyce so I volunteered to keep him company. You just happened to be a bonus." He teased. In the corner of my eyes, I saw that Hunter was watching us while he talked to Eoife. I knew that we were close enough that he could hear what we were talking about.
"So, are we on for tonight?" Azriel asked.
"Yea. What time will you pick me up?"
"Around 7. Is that okay? I had so much fun last time. I can't get it out of my mind. Can't wait to do that again. If you know what I mean." He leaned down for a kiss. I smiled from the memory and wrapped my arm around his neck.
"Hm. Tonight, if your lucky." I pulled him closer and kissed him deeply. Outside, I heard Diarmuid call Azriel.
"I have…" he leaned down to kiss my top lip. "…to …" he kissed the bottom lip " ….go." He pulled me closer to him. "I love you Morgan." He breathed.
"I love you too Azriel." I pulled away and he walked out of the room. I watched him walk out and then turned to Eoife.
The first thing I saw was that they were both looking at me. I saw Eoife had a worried look on her face, like she was uncomfortable. The Hunter. What I saw in Hunter scared me the most. His eyes were ablaze in fury. His soft pale face has turned a deep red color. Behind him, I saw that a fire in the fireplace had been ignited. I felt his aura, and it was pure anger and hurt. With every breath he took the fire behind him got taller and bigger.
"Oh my." Breathed Eoife. She turned to look at me and at Hunter, whose gaze never left my face. "Goddess. So much tension, its almost unbearable."
I saw Hunter look down, trying to control his emotions. He looked up and glared at me. Behind him the fire rose with his anger….
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HeHeHeHe! The Drama! Cliffy…what's gonna happen? Will they ever get back together? Will they keep fighting? Did Morgan and Azriel really get freaky deaky? So many unanswered questions….guess you just have to keep reading. So REVIEW or else I wont post the next chapters….HeHeHeHeHe!
Writers note: This story is based on the character of Cate Tiernan, Author of the Sweep Series. I do not own any of the characters. Cate Tiernan does. It is a fan fiction. I am a fan. Please respect my writing. All of these ideas come from my head and not from other fan fictions. If there is a similarity it is purely coincidental. I hope you enjoy the fan fictions!
~*WhooHoo! Almost done! I hope you like this one. Lots of symbolisms in this one...so watch for them. The next chapters will be a Doozy (right elona!) So you don't want to miss those.*~
**To Michy: feel better soon pyro buddie! This one is for ya...hehee. Miss ya…..Muahz!**
(Hey Hey Hey to my mommy, sweets, gutter buddy, and all those other buddies..hehe)
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"Morgan?"
"Huh?! What? Oh sorry... I was kinda out there." I looked up to see my sister looking strangely at me.
"I asked you what you wanted to eat for lunch. What's wrong with you today? Are you getting sick?" she asked, concerned.
"I don't think so. I'm just tired I guess. I'm not hungry. Thanks though Mary K." I got up and walked back up my room. I closed the door and flopped down on the soft bed. I closed my eyes, but the only thing I saw was the image of Hunter's angry face. We never had this big a fight before. I mean we argued, but never like this. I can't believe I slapped him. What was I thinking? Was I actually jealous of Amelia?! But why should I? I have Azriel. Azriel who is always there for me, supporting me, never judging. I love Azriel. Yes. I do love Azriel. I know I do…I think.
I looked at the alarm clock on my nightstand and realized that it was almost 3 p.m. I was supposed to meet Eoife at Practical Magick at 4. I got up and headed for the shower. I tried to imagine the hot water cleansing me of bad energy and thoughts, but I don't think it worked, cause I still feel awful. I got out and rummaged through my closet. I pulled out my dark denim jeans and a blood red shirt with a cowl neck. I decided to leave my hair in long waves and put on some lip-gloss and eye shadow. I scribbled a note to my parent and shouted bye to Mary K.
I parked right outside Practical Magick. No one was really around cause it was a dark and gloomy day. I pulled the door open and was invited in by the sent of incense and candles.
"Morgan, dear, how are you?" Alyce pulled me in for a hug.
"I'm okay. Am I late?" I said, hugging her back and enjoying her warmth.
"No. They're not here yet. How about some tea? I'm trying to find the books that Eoife asked me to get. Want to help?" she smiled.
"Sure." I said, walking to the backroom. Alyce handed me a cup of tea and sat down on the long wooden table.
"I was actually looking for that book I showed you awhile ago. The Book of Ancient Spells and Rites. You do remember that, right?" she asked. I nodded and shuddered from the memory of it. I remember that it contained the spell the broke the bond between Hunter and me for always.
"Can you please check at that shelf over there. Be careful with that ladder."
"Okay." I place the mug down and walked toward the shelf. It was a tall and wide shelf filled with ancient books and tools. I stood there for a minute admiring it. Finally I closed my eyes. I pictured the book and asked it where it was. I opened my eyes and I knew exactly where it was. I climbed on the ladder and reached for it on the very top. I had to move some of the other books to actually reach it. I grabbed it, but it slipped and landed on the floor with a thud.
"Oops. Sorry Alyce" I apologized.
"It's fine Morgan. Did you find it?" she said walking back to the wooden table.
"Yea." I climbed down the ladder to pick up the book. I gasped. The book landed on the exact page that contained the spell and story of the Silver Cord. Surprised, I slammed the book shut and walked towards Alyce. I dropped the book on the table. I didn't mean to do it hard, but once again it dropped it fell on the same page. The Silver Cord. Angry, I closed the book and leaned back on my chair. Why is this happening to me?! Why?! Alyce was looking at me. Studying my eyes. I let her. Some how I wanted her to know without me actually telling her.
After a minute, Alyce finally looked up and smiled at me. She nodded and reached across the table to pat my hands.
"Just because you cant see it doesn't mean it isn't there. Oh my dear. I know your pain. I can feel it." She sighed. I looked at her, tears starting to form in my eyes. I've wanted to tell someone for so long about how I felt. I just didn't have the courage to put them into words. But now Alyce knows, and I'm glad
"Morgan, The hardest part of love is to watch the one you love the most, love someone else. I know it must be very hard for you, and it must be for him too." She walked over, sat down right beside me and took me into her arms. "My dear, Love is a hidden fire, a pleasant sore, a delicious poison, a delicate pain, an agreeable torment, a sweet and throbbing wound, a gentle death. You must trust yourself to make the right decision." She pulled back and smiled at me. "Just remember, when all seems lost, look to your true love to find the way."
Outside I heard the bell ding, which means a customer. Alyce got up and walked out. I sat there alone, thinking about what Alyce said. Look to your true love to find the way. Who is my true love? How can I turn to him when I don't even know whom he is?
I heard the door chimes again and my senses started to tingle. It was weird cause I was so overwhelmed. Like it was pulling me apart. Running in different directions. I stood up, feeling dazed. I sat down on the floor, trying to ground myself. When I finally looked up, I saw Azriel walking through the curtains that separated the store and the back. I stood up to greet him, but an intense tugging in my chest stopped me. I spun around and saw that Hunter had just stepped in through the backdoor with Eoife. I saw Hunter and Azriel lock eyes. I didn't know if Azriel knew about Hunter and me. Goddess I hope not.
"Hello Morgan. Its been awhile since I saw you last." Eoife said, breaking the silence.
"Its great to see you again Eoife" I said, shakily. "Would you excuse me a minute?"
"Sure dear. I need to talk to Hunter for awhile anyways." She smiled. I walked toward Azriel who was standing by the door. He smiled and I couldn't help smiling back.
"Hi love, you okay? I saw you on the floor and I got worried." He asked, alarmed.
"I'm fine. What are you doing here? Not that I'm not glad to see you." I smiled.
"Diarmuid had to pick up something from Alyce so I volunteered to keep him company. You just happened to be a bonus." He teased. In the corner of my eyes, I saw that Hunter was watching us while he talked to Eoife. I knew that we were close enough that he could hear what we were talking about.
"So, are we on for tonight?" Azriel asked.
"Yea. What time will you pick me up?"
"Around 7. Is that okay? I had so much fun last time. I can't get it out of my mind. Can't wait to do that again. If you know what I mean." He leaned down for a kiss. I smiled from the memory and wrapped my arm around his neck.
"Hm. Tonight, if your lucky." I pulled him closer and kissed him deeply. Outside, I heard Diarmuid call Azriel.
"I have…" he leaned down to kiss my top lip. "…to …" he kissed the bottom lip " ….go." He pulled me closer to him. "I love you Morgan." He breathed.
"I love you too Azriel." I pulled away and he walked out of the room. I watched him walk out and then turned to Eoife.
The first thing I saw was that they were both looking at me. I saw Eoife had a worried look on her face, like she was uncomfortable. The Hunter. What I saw in Hunter scared me the most. His eyes were ablaze in fury. His soft pale face has turned a deep red color. Behind him, I saw that a fire in the fireplace had been ignited. I felt his aura, and it was pure anger and hurt. With every breath he took the fire behind him got taller and bigger.
"Oh my." Breathed Eoife. She turned to look at me and at Hunter, whose gaze never left my face. "Goddess. So much tension, its almost unbearable."
I saw Hunter look down, trying to control his emotions. He looked up and glared at me. Behind him the fire rose with his anger….
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HeHeHeHe! The Drama! Cliffy…what's gonna happen? Will they ever get back together? Will they keep fighting? Did Morgan and Azriel really get freaky deaky? So many unanswered questions….guess you just have to keep reading. So REVIEW or else I wont post the next chapters….HeHeHeHeHe!