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Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Dark Magick Finale


Hello everyone!  Thanks for coming back. If it’s your first time welcome! Today is a bittersweet day! But as they say all good things must come to an end.  This week is the final episodes of this month’s stories, but I am sure you have all been eagerly waiting to see how they all end! We hope you enjoyed them all and check back to see what the Trysters have planned for next month! I’m sure it will be just as exciting!   So, without further ado, here it is the finale of ………..


Dark Magick

Tricks and Treats

 

 

 

Memories of yesterday come rushing back as I awaken to the comfort of a firm, warm body pressed against my back, a strong arm draped over me, long thin fingers splayed across my stomach. Sebastian and I making love. Me waking up to Sebastian serving lunch in bed. Having Sebastian again for dessert, dinner, evening snack, and bedtime. The man is insatiable. I think we have made love more in one day than Josh and I have in the past three years. He gives that sexy wicked chuckle and says ‘Ma’ lady, I told you it’s been centuries,’ in that dreamy odd accent of his.

I always thought Josh was great, but he doesn't hold a candle to Sebastian. Making love with Sebastian is, well no other way to say it but magical. Perhaps it’s his experience of being centuries old, or just being a Mage, but whatever it is, it’s amazing.

The memories alone make me want him again. I turn over and decide to spend some time exploring him. Running my fingers over his small but strong arm, tracing the tattoos wrapped around them like a sleeve, they seem to move with my touch. I could have sworn they were closer and much more of them before yesterday.

His nipples harden tempting me to pinch them softly. His eyes flutter open.

“Good morning Ma’lady.” His voice sounds sleepy, but already deepening with need. So sexy.

“Morning, Magick.” His lips meet mine before any more words can be spoken. Shock waves roll through me like lighting. “Let’s shower together. “I just nod, following him like he’s the pied piper.

He washes my hair, my body, and I wash his. I kneel to soap up his legs, fingers twine in my wet hair pulling my head up. I come face to face with Sebastian’s long slender erection. He thrusts forward, brushing it against my lips. I decide to play his game and tease him with my tongue. His throaty moans are like music to my ears. Suddenly he jerks me up by my hair kisses me harshly, pressing me to the shower wall. He lets my hair loose, grasps the soap and caresses me with suds over my back and shoulders as he makes love to me in the shower.

“Ma’lady, you stay here and wash the soap out of your hair. I’ll go make us breakfast. We need to replenish our energy.” I giggle like a school girl watching him walk out naked as a jaybird admiring his tight backside.

Combing out my hair I notice a mark on the back of my neck. Lifting my hair and twisting to look in the mirror I see tiny swirls and curves, starting at my hairline and moving down my neck. What on earth?

“Sebastian, what is this?” I lift my ponytail so he can see the strange marks.

He gives me the cutest look, like a small kid that’s been caught doing something he shouldn’t.

“I’m sorry Ma’lady. I was hoping you wouldn’t find those.” A hint of color creeps up his dark cheeks.

“It’s a wee bit of me. Something for you to remember me by.”

“You’re planning on leaving me soon, Sebastian?” My words come out sharp as a razor.

Pulling me into his arms, he reassures me with a gentle brush of his lips to my forehead.

“Ma’lady, because your Mat didn't show up last night doesn't mean he just gave up on me. He will return for me.” The way he said my Mat, made me beam. He is jealous of a demon, not Josh? Oh crap! Not only do we have a demon to deal with but, there is also Josh. What do I do? What is this with Sebastian?

The harsh reality set in. Sure Sebastian is a powerful mage, but is he a match for a demon? Will he be whisked out of my life as quickly as he appeared?

“I thought you had a plan to be freed.” Pushing him back, breaking contact so I could think more clearly, I slump into the nearest chair.

“I do, Ma’ love, but dealing with a demon always can backfire. You will just have to trust ME, no matter what happens, what you see or what you hear. Be sure to remember this. I am doing what I do for us.” Sliding my chair back he kneels in front of me taking my hands in his.

“Ma’lady, the day I escaped I had only one thing on my mind and that was freedom. The moment I saw you and felt your kindness, I knew I wanted more. After yesterday, things changed yet again. Falling in love was not in my original plan.” Lifting my hands to his lips, the warm wet heat of them on my skin sends shivers through me confusing me even more. He loves me? Do I love him? What about Josh? Why do I still wonder about Mat?

“What is your plan?” My voice cracks slightly as I try to keep tears out of my eyes. Tell me you love me but will be leaving me forever?

“Please trust me Ma’ love. It is better that I don’t tell you. You should prepare yourself that things will get very ugly. Matanbuchus will use all his charms and powers to break your trust in me. He will tell you horrible lies and make them sound very real. Remember this time we have together and the bond we made. Believe me whenever I say I love you.” He leans forward and kisses me warmly and passionately.

“Maybe he has given up? He didn’t come here the other night or last night, it’s dark now and still no demon.”

“Believe me he will return. I was surprised also that he didn’t come last night.” He leans in kissing me, his hands sliding up my thighs. He grins that grin, the one that turns me into pure mush every time. “I am very glad he didn’t interrupt us.”

I blush.

“If he doesn’t show up tonight, my guess is he isn’t wasting his powers. He is waiting for Samhain.”

“So we have two more days and nights?” My hands roam his body, eliciting soft moans, making me feel like the sexiest woman on earth.

 

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The next two days go rather quickly. Whatever spell Josh was under worked really well. He only called once and I called him enough to keep peace. After all, I am still confused. Sebastian could be gone forever in a day or so and I don't want to burn any bridges just yet. Josh and I have a lot of history. I wasn’t real thrilled that this decision was under Sebastian's suggestion after I told him I needed to end things with Josh. I guess he had a valid point.

Sebastian worked on his plan and read the spell book he called my great-grandmothers Grimoiure while I worked. He also had the house clean and dinner ready by time I got home. He got a real kick out of carving jack-o-lanterns and preparing treats for the trick-or-treaters. Josh never got involved with decorating for the holidays with me. I pray with all my might that his plan works.

Just in case I have a plan B. I don’t plan to share with Sebastian.

I was disappointed the first couple of nights that Mat didn’t show up. I thought for sure after our mini-date at the bar the other night he would come to see me. I guessed that one wrong. Maybe it’s for the best, Sebastian may be a centuries old mage, but at least he is human.

I took off work on Halloween to spend time with Sebastian. This could be our last day together. I was really shocked when Josh showed up just before dusk.

Sebastian got a kick out of the kids all dressed up. I got a bit nervous as dusk fell, hoping that Mat wouldn't show up while the kids are out. When all the candy is gone we turn off the porch-light. I decide to pop some popcorn and we would watch a movie and wait for the inevitable. I take the popcorn and go back to the living room trying to figure out where to sit. My decision was a bit easier since both men were sitting on the sofa, so I just scooted in between them. Josh seemed to be acting a bit strangely. I guess Halloween must have broken the spell he was under.

“Well, well, well. What a lovely family we have here.” Mat appears in a poof of bright light in front of us. Dramatic much? I scream and throw the popcorn bowl off my lap secretly hoping this is the least of the mess I’ll have to clean up tonight.

Both men stand up simultaneously. Mat looks them both over oddly and lets out a chuckle.

“Sebastian is  the this best you can do? Do you really think I would fall for the simplest trick in the book?” He looks at Josh as he speaks.

“I don’t have a clue to what you refer to.” Sebastian looks at him and chuckles.

Something about his expression seems off. That wicked grin he flashes so freely seems a bit off. Maybe he is a little more afraid than he is letting on.

“Take me and let’s get this over.” Sebastian stands avoiding my stare.

My mouth about hit the floor.

“Sebastian! You can’t just give in. I thought you had a plan? What about us?” Like a rejected school girl I run to him wrapping my arms around him.

“Fallon, the plan wouldn't work without you getting hurt. It’s easier this way trust me. You and Josh can work through this.” His words sounded stilted, rehearsed.

I look over at Josh standing there quietly. His face was blank except for what seems like a slight smirk. I glance at Mat, who had picked up one of the popcorn bowls and sat in a chair watching with a big amused smile.

I turn to him glaring.

“No! You can’t take him!” I wrap myself around Sebastian as if my 5 foot, one-hundred thirty pounds would be an obstacle for such a huge man, well Demon.

“Ok I’ll just take this one.” Mat chuckles and moves over to Josh. Josh looks angrily at Mat.

“You can’t just take someone without a deal like that can you? Josh say no!” Panic feels me. How can I protect them both?

“No Fallon, don’t worry I can’t take a person without a deal. This is Sebastian; he is using glamour to appear to be Josh. I warned you to not trust him.”

I look closely at Sebastian. His eyes seem less fiery, the gold less bright the grin seems off. I move over and inspect Josh closely. Tall, handsome, muscular. Definitely Josh. I can’t help but wonder though why Josh would stand there and let me hug and feel all over Sebastian and not start smashing things. Josh is definitely Mr. modern caveman. I chalk it up to another spell to keep him docile.

“You are the one trying to deceive me, make me not trust Sebastian. He warned me you would try this.”

“Of course he did. All a part of his plan. Seduce you, get you to believe him even assist him to convince me to take the wrong one, buying just enough time for him to disappear.” My heart feels like it’s on the verge of shattering like warm glass sat on a cold surface.

“I have to give it to you Sebastian, the transferring some of my magic into her was a surprise. Quite a pleasant one. What a wonderful gift. I should give you a few years to thank you for that, but I’m not a generous man.”

Crack the shattering of my heart begins slowly and painfully.

I decide to test Sebastian’s love and pull out plan B.

“I want to make a deal. Take me instead. I’m sure I could be more fun than Sebastian. You could leave me here couldn’t you? We could make some sort of arrangement, a time frame, but I get to keep my soul like Sebastian. If he has already started storing some of your magic in me, I must be of some use even though I am not a witch.” I use the painful bit of info that was just dumped on me to my advantage.”

All three men stare at me dumbfounded.

“This isn't a game show Fallon.” Mat looks at me angrily.

I figured he would be pleased. I guess he isn't as interested in me as I thought. I’m glad all I did was dance with him the other night.

“I know, but I don't want to be without Sebastian.” I look at Josh.

“I am so sorry Josh, but I think I am in love with Sebastian.” Even though he just broke my heart, part of me wants to give him the benefit of a doubt. He did warn me to not forget his words no matter what I heard. I’m hoping this could be part of a plan and he isn’t going to just run off.

“Not as much as you think, if you can’t tell the man in your arms isn't the one you claim to love. He has used you to build trust. I still am unsure why he would think that I wouldn't be able to feel my powers through such a simple shield. Kiss him goodbye Love.” He shoves Sebastian toward me. I grab him and press my lips to his, my tongue searching his mouth feeling every warm inch. I run my tongue over his teeth and it hits me like a brick I shove him back, slapping him.

“Why?” He looks surprised.

“Open your mouth and smile I order.” He complies then quickly realizing a problem closes it and frowns, but it’s too late. I didn’t see the gap.  I look at the other and sure enough a slight gap.

“Everything Mat said is true. You would send an innocent man to hell to escape? Was it all lies? Are you planning to run off after tonight? Switch back NOW!”

There was a flash and Josh let out a long groan and dropped to the floor. Mat just stands there looking stunning and amused.

Sebastian pulls me close, his lips by my ears he whispers. “I told you no matter what to trust me. You’re blowing this. Shut the hell up and let me handle this.”

“I asked you was it all lies? Did what we do together these last few days mean nothing at all?”

“Yes, I love you. I meant it all.” He turns to Mat.

“Are you happy? You got what you wanted. The girl offered to make a deal for me so hear her out.”

I about fainted. He loves me but is willing to let me sell my soul for him, practically giving me to the Demon?

He pulls me close holding me so tight I can barely breathe. For once in the time we met I didn't feel that passionate heat. I felt fear.

“I think that deal is off the table. Am I correct Fallon?” I nod, tears already streaming down my face.

“Release her Sebastian.”

“No. You release me from my deal or I will kill her.”

What little was left of my heart crashed into a million tiny pieces.

Mat chuckled; there was a flash and boom. I wake up in Mats arms.

“What happened?”

“It’s over for now”

“Did you kill him?”

“No”

“Why”

“I still have use for him. He isn’t free yet.”

“You let him run off with your secrets?”

“Yes, He will return. You now have the keys to the magic of mine he was holding.”

“How?” Not sure I really want to know

“When you had relations. You are like an open vessel, it must be somewhere in your bloodline. ”

“That’s why he was afraid of me when we first met, and called me a witch?’

Mat nods

“You knew too?”

“I could tell you were different, that there is something in your bloodline. I’m not sure though its witch.”

“Are you saying you think I have demon blood?”

“It is a possibility; something draws me to you that no other human has ever done”.

“I can’t believe you. You and Sebastian are both the same. Now I have lost the only one that truly loved me. I wish none of this ever happened.”

I reach out to hit him; instead he pulls me into a passionate kiss.

“Goodbye Fallon, I am sorry that you are unhappy.”

“Will I ever see you again” My voice merely a dry whisper.

“Do you want to?”

“Yes” I shock myself with the word.

“Why? You know what I am and that I am not capable of love only lust.”

“I know you aren't a man. It’s just... You know... Not natural.”

“I am very much a man.

“But aren't you a beast or something? This is just something for me to see right?”

“No this is me. But yes, I can take on any other forms I choose by magic.”

“This is your true form?”
“It’s the one I am in the most yes”

“See you talk circles. You won’t tell me the truth, just what you think I want to hear.”

“I must go dawn is approaching.

“When will I see you?” Hot tars fill my eyes.

“Soon, I’ll give you time to let this all sink in work things out.”

“Will Sebastian come back for me?”

“I am sure he will.”

“Will you stop him?”

“If you need help I’ll be here.”

“How will you know?”

“I can feel you; remember you have some of me now.”

“You’re not taking it back?” I reach back and feel the tattoos on my neck and the new ones that have appeared on my shoulders.

“Not yet. It’s safe where it is.” He winks and smiles.

“Besides gives me a reason to return whenever I choose.”  He flashes a sexy promising smile and he vanishes.
 
The End! Or is it
 

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Happy Halloween

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Dark Magick by Cathy Brockman--post 2


Dark Magick part two-

Dreams do come true…And so do Nightmares


Fallon

The shrill screech of an alarm clock startles me from a very strange dream. Something about an odd man and magic and black cats. I guess the events of yesterday caused them, though I have no clue about the strange man. I wouldn't mind meeting him for real. He reminds me of Adam Lavine. I guess since I was watching The Voice  before I went to bed. One good thing about sub-conscious thoughts, I sure dreamed up one fine man.

I slip on my fuzzy leopard print house slippers and head to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee before getting dressed. Crossing the living room to the kitchen, I catch a glimpse of the silky black hair on the sofa. I go over to see if the kitty will let me pet him.

My screams echo in my ears. There is a man lying on my couch instead of a cat. He jumps up, naked as a jaybird when I scream. I grab the closest thing I can find to hit him which turns out to be a big book on witchcraft.



The Mage

Normally the sounds of screams in the air don’t bother me, but this one sounds as if it’s right next to me. I jump up and the woman from the cemetery is standing before me. She looks very cute in a long garment and something furry on her feet. Her long copper hair is all messy and tangled. I resist the urge to run my fingers through it and pull the tangles free. My body reacts quickly to the thought. It’s been a very long time since I have been this close to a woman alone. A very intriguing one. Then she gasps and strikes me on the head with her Grimmoire. It isn’t enough to render me unconscious but she sure knows how to deflate a man’s ego. Among other things.

“Who are you and what are you doing in my house? And, and why are you naked?” Her cheeks bloom a  color of soft pink like a rose petal in dawn. I move my hands to cover myself since the thoughts are making things wake up again. Hands feel good on my stiffening member making it grow larger. My hands are not quite big enough in my aroused state to  keep me hidden. I catch her gaze fixed to my, erm, hands. That’s not helping the situation at all.

“You call me Magick, and you invited me in.” I realize with her words and clocking me with the book that I had overslept and forgotten to transform back into the cat. Oh well we needed to get this meeting out of the way. I can’t do much to protect myself and now her from the demon in the form of a cat.

“You expect me to believe you were the cat I brought in.”

“It is truth. How else would I have known you called the cat Magick. By the way thank you for your hospitality.” She eyes me cynically. I realize I have a challenge on my hands and almost decide to turn into the cat and back out knowing how much it will weaken me, when she raises her shoulders in dismissal.

“Get your clothes on then, you have some explaining to do.” She walks into the galley.

“Excuse me, Ma’lady, but cats wear no clothing.”

“So are you saying you’re a cat and you prefer to not wear clothing? You do know I’m still not buying this cat thing? Would you like some coffee?” I catch her gazing at my body once more and she blushes again. Such an innocent, ahh, what I’d like to teach her. Her mouth drops open and I realize I’m reacting to my thoughts once again.

“I have no clothing. I’m sorry. Yes I would like some coffee.” I pick up the blanket and wrap it around myself. Joining her in the galley, she glances at me once again this time as if sizing me up. For what I have no clue so I sit at the table where she places the nice sized cup.

I take a sip of the bitter brew and it must show on my face.

“Would you like cream and sugar?”

“Yes please.”

She places a large dish of sugar and a container of cream in front of me.

“I will go get you a pair of my jogging pants and a t-shirt. You’re not a lot bigger than I am.”

I take another sip of the coffee and nod. Much better though I’d prefer a nice cup of tea. It’s been such a long time since I’ve had anything that doesn’t take like soot, ash and sulpher.


Fallon

I sat on my bed and take a few minutes to evaluate the situation. It’s not every day you wake up to find a naked man on your couch that clams to be a cat. Not a bad looking man at that. I just couldn’t keep my eyes off his private parts. I’ve never seen anything quite like him. Well I have only been with one guy but he looks nothing like this man. Josh is tall and muscular. I wouldn’t call him large. Well I guess I thought he was large until I saw this man’s body. I am so flustered by him instead of tossing him to the curb, I invited him to coffee. Now I am in here trying to find him some clothes to wear. My clothes.
I get up and open the dresser and pull out a black pair of jogging pants and find him a black t-shirt. The pants were easy but most of my t-shirts have Joe Mangenello or some cute sayings or are pink and girly. I choose one that has a frog on it and says ‘Dam still no prince’. I chuckle, since he is very hot. Well in my book anyways, but I always liked different, not pretty boy looks. This guy has prominent, angular features. If it wasn’t for the stubble and square chin he’d look slightly effeminate. Also odd, since I like very masculine men, and this man sure flips my switches. Like the man in my dreams, he does favor Adam Lavine in a way. Could be those eyes. A soft warm hazel with golden flicks and rings. Gold the color of… Magicks?
Could he really be telling me the truth? Impossible, isn’t it?

Feeling the heat of a stare upon me, I look up. There he is standing in the doorway of my bedroom, with nothing but a throw around his waist. It’s a good thing his is a small man.Not all of him is small. His long black hair skims the top of the throw.  I think he has slung it low on purpose.

“Something amiss, Mi’lady?”  His lips turn up in a most wicked grin as he eyes me sitting on the edge of the bed.

I notice the throw tent again. Thrusting the clothes in my hands out-wards to him, I try my damnedest to look at his face. The movement of him closing in on me to take the clothes, then the throw landing on my lap, yeah I looked. Bending gracefully to put on the pants puts his face level with mine. His wickedly sexy mouth just inches from mine. Catching myself holding my breath, part of me hopes he would close the distance and kiss me. The other part  hopes I don’t do it first. I clear my throat and put my hands on his chest to move him back so I can get up. Sparks fly. Literally. I fall back on the bed he staggers to the wall.

“Whoa! What was that?”

“I have no Idea. Either our magic’s like each other or they don’t? Not sure which, but I know a way to find out.” He flashes that wicked smile, this time white teeth gleaming, a slight gap between the two bottom front, his golden eyes sparkling mischievously.

“I’ll have to take a rain-check. I need to get ready to go to work. You will find everything you need in the kitchen to fix you something to eat. You can cook can’t you?”

“A rain-check? Of course I can cook.”

“Good! Now get the shirt and get out so I can dress.When I get home we will talk.” He reaches beside me for the shirt. His chest is covered in thick black hair trailing down into the waistband of my sweats that are stretched quite nicely over his hips.

“Ugg! You smell like a wet cat and smoke. No smoking in the house!! The bathroom is in there if you need to relieve yourself and please feel free to take a bath or shower. There is soap and shampoo in the cabinet and plenty of towels. You will have to wait until I leave. I will have to rush as it is. Now go!” I point to the door.

“Yes Mi’lady.” he turns and heads out the door.

“It’s Fallon! I’m not your lady!” I close the door and let out a deep long sigh. I’m not sure which is worse this or the day I had yesterday.

I spend most of the day in a daze wondering if he will be there when I return or if most of my stuff will be gone with him. I try calling a few times, but he never answers. I almost go home without getting him some supplies, but then something inside tells me to get them. I can always return them tomorrow if I need to. I really don’t want to wake up to him naked again tomorrow if he is there. Well I do, but I have a boyfriend and shouldn’t be thinking about an absolute stranger like this. A very odd stranger.

 Josh! I forgot all about him through this. I pull in at the cemetery and dial him. I get his answering machine and leave him a message that I’m worn out from yesterday and want to stay in and rest tonight. I just start to leave the cemetery when the phone rings I see it’s Josh so I stop and answer.  

“Sorry babe, I’m at work. I have to work till midnight tonight and looks like tomorrow also. I’m hoping that the guy I am working for tonight will take my shift tomorrow so we can see each other. Maybe go out?”

“Sorry you had to pull another late-night tonight after a double yesterday. Let’s see how I feel tomorrow I think I’m coming down from a cold from being caught out in the rain yesterday.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Well if I can get off and you don’t have to work maybe I can come over and we can watch a movie. I got to get back out, there are customers. Love ya!” the phone goes dead.

I almost dread going in the house. I’m figuring the strange man will be gone and so will most of my possessions. Not that I have anything worth much, but they are mine. I open the door and let out my breath. It looks like everything is here but the man. Why do I feel so disappointed? I have a hot boyfriend that is crazy about me.

“Here kitty, kitty” I found myself calling, hoping that perhaps he turns back in a cat at dusk or something. Hey anything can happen if a cat can be a man in the morning its possible he has to be a cat again. Shrugging my shoulders I toss the bag of man stuff on the counter and put away the few extra groceries I bought so he would have something to snack on during the day. I’ll get a refund on the clothes tomorrow.

“Did you lose your cat? I haven’t seen one all day.”

I catch my breath as he comes into the kitchen nothing on but my jogging pants I gave him this morning. His long sleek black hair shimmering. Even from a distance I can smell my herbal shampoo and body wash.

“I finally figured out how to use your indoor outhouse. Nice! How do you harness water to flow through your dwelling the way you do? And the liquid lye that smells like herbs, you should sell that. You must be an awfully powerful earth witch.”

“I’m not a witch! Why do you keep calling me one?”

“Then explain the magic of the water flowing into the house, the souls trapped in the box, the light from the rafters, and the fire without lighting flint?”

I can’t help but chuckle. He must have escaped from a nut-house, he can’t be for real.

“Ok I’m gonna make us some spaghetti and a salad. While I cook you tell me who you are and where you came from and why your here.”

 He seems comfortable in just the joggers I loaned him, so I decide to wait until later to give him the clothes and stuff. I like looking at him. His thin but firm body and strong muscular arms, and the cool but strange tattoos encircling both arms and shoulders rally does something for me.

I’m hungry and it would take a while to explain it all to him. Though surely he knows how to put on underwear and how to shave.

He watches me intently as I turn the knob on the stove. His beautiful odd eyes getting huge as the fire leaps up and I adjust the levels and set a large pan of water on to boil.

“My name is Sebastian Benedict. I came from the outer reaches of hell, or the In-between they prefer we call it. You brought me here. Is there anything I can help with? I’m used to doing the serving. I feel ill at ease sitting and watching. I am not accustomed to your ways but I’m a very fast learner.”

Feeling the heat from his body ,  I look up, not realizing how close he had moved to me. I hand him a bowl and sit a couple colored bell peppers, a cucumber and a tomato on a cutting board with a knife.

“Just chop these up into small bite-size pieces. Remove the seeds and cores from the peppers and put it all in this bowl. Do you know how to use a knife?”

“Of course I can use a knife. I’m not daft.” He looks up at me like I am the crazy one.

I go about putting the spaghetti into the water, opening a jar of diablo sauce and putting some garlic toast in the oven. He watches in amazement as I open the boxes and jars.

He doesn’t say much as we eat.

“So where are you really from?”

“I was raised in a small colony called Seabrook in Connecticut until the Demon took me to the in-between when I was around my 25th year.”

“You really expect me to believe that?” Before he could answer there was a harsh pounding on the door. I get up to answer it.

“DON’T INVITE HIM IN!”

Too late. I pull the door open; stunned by the presence of the man standing before me, I automatically say come in.

The door swooshes open and in strides the most handsome man I have ever seen.

One moment Sebastian is standing before me his heart pounding hard. I could see it and the fear of the Gods on his face the next he is a black cat running beneath the sofa. Then Hell seems to break loose. Literally.


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In storms a Demon

Without as much as a curt hello the man pushes in past me, glancing around the room.

“I believe you have something that belongs to me.”

Even his voice is beautiful, deep and commanding like his presence.

“Excuse me?”

“You can’t lie to me Woman. I know you have him. We are connected. I feel his presence and I recognize his wards.”

“My name is Fallon! Not Woman!” My voice even scares me. But hey, it’s not been a good couple days.

He turns large dark eyes to me, a look of surprise on his face. I guess he isn’t use to being yelled at, but it’s my house and he did just rip my door off the hinges. I think I’m entitled to be pissed.

"I glance out the window. Nope not a full moon. It’s still over a week untikl Halloween, so I have no reasonable explanation where all the loonies are coming from or why they seem to be appearing at my doorstep.

I turn my gaze back to the man or at least where he last stood, in time to see him heading into my bedroom.

“Look Mister! I don’t know who you think you are, but you can’t just barge in here and start snooping around my house.”

He turns abruptly and in two longs strides he is in my personal space. I can’t breathe. Damn he’s fine!

I am Matanbuchus. Give me what’s mine and I will leave you intact. Trust me you do not want me to have to coerce it from you.” He leans in closer. His face stern, eyes stormy.  His voice taking on a rather frightening tone as he makes a gesture. The air crackles.

I shudder, not just from fear. I’ve never wanted to be wrapped in a man’s arms or kissed so bad in my entire life. What’s wrong with me last night Magick, I mean Sebastian, now today this stranger? I love Josh don’t I?

A hiss turning to a shrill shriek about ruptures my eardrums, and then a blur of black fur shoots from beneath my bed back towards the living room.

“Ah There you are you little devil!” The man gestures to the sofa and it slides across the room, thudding as it hits the bar. The cat darts back into the bedroom. The stranger thrusts his hand out and without a word the bed flips up, the foot-board pressed into the ceiling as the bed seems to hang in the air.

The dresser zips across the room and up in the air. For a moment I stand there stunned. I don’t know what overcame me.

“STOP!” I scream.

The man turns to me stunned, the cat hunkers in the corner close to the closet door pawing futilely trying to get it open. Without turning his stare from me he flips out one arm towards Magick ,chants some strange words, then claps twice. A terrified yowl turns into a painful scream. I look past the tall handsome man to the corner where Magick is once again Sebastian, now writhing in pain on the floor clutching his throat gasping for air, his eyes bugging out.

“I said to stop! Release him or I’ll, I’ll…” I shout my voice full of anger and fear. This seems to amuse the riled stranger. His chuckle sending chills down my spine.

“You will what? What can you possibly do to scare a demon?”

“She will trap your soul in the magic box.” Sebastian rasps his face now blue, bringing out the bluish hue in his hair.

Damn we are in deep crap now. I can’t even do a simple card trick.

The alleged demon swings his head back towards me.

“Only demons can trap souls.” He looks me up and down leans in closely and sniffs me behind the ear.

It takes all I can muster to not turn my head to kiss him.

“You’re no Demon. You’re not even a witch.”

He says flatly, not looking impressed at all.

Sebastian has gotten very quiet, so I crane my neck around the demon’s shoulder and see him sitting up still huddled into the corner, once again naked as a jaybird. Now I have two hot men in my bedroom, one naked, and one is supposedly a demon. I always have had a thing for the bad boy types.

“Why did you summon him for me if you’re not one of them? I knew you had to be an evil witch. Charming me with your hospitality until dark to hand me back over. I was a fool to trust you.”

“You have a lot of room to talk Mage. It’s you that shouldn’t be trusted.”

“So how about you putting my furniture back how you found it and fix my door. And you," I point at Sebastian, "going in and getting dressed. Then we willsit down and work this out like adults.”

The Demon glared at me then made a motion and all the furniture was back in its place. I went and got the bag of clothes for Sebastian and motioned the Demon to follow me and take a seat on the sofa.

“I’ll stay with him so he doesn’t sneak out.”

MEN!

Once we were all gathered, the tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Neither of them seemed to want to speak first so I decided to ask the questions that have been burning in my mind for two hours now.

I look at the one Sebastian calls demon.

“Ok, you start. Who are you and what makes you think you can just storm into my house and trash it?”

Then it dawned on me.

“I get it! You two are lovers and had a fight and he ran off. But how do you turn him into a cat?”

“Woman! Have you never heard of Matanbuchus?  Perhaps Belial? Lovers?” They both shake their heads and look at me with shock on their faces.

“Haven’t I told you not to call me Woman! It’s Fallon. What is it with you two? Jeesh. Kiss and make up and go. Please!”

“I am not going back with him!” Sebastian glares at Belial or Matt in bushes, or whoever he is.

“I am not leaving without him. We had a deal. He belongs to me.”

“If you’re a demon, can’t you just do your magic thingy you were doing tossing my furniture and zip him back to wherever it is you’re from?”

The demon looks at me as if I am the crazy one.

“I could, but he has cast a ward that won’t let me remove him.”

Sebastian beams proudly.
Well, we got nowhere. Nothing resolved.

I show Sebastian to the guest room and give him his bag of stuff I bought him. The Demon follows.

“Sorry, but I don’t think any of these clothes or anything I have will fit you, but you can share the other stuff. Don’t kill each other. Goodnight!” I go to my room and shut and lock the door.

I am so glad this is Friday night or is it already Saturday morning? Whichever, it looks like I’m in for another long day.
 Wlll what do ya think? Can it get much worse? Would you fall for a demon? Or a dark mage?
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  Happy Halloween