Sunday, February 19, 2017

The Magic Within Update

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Waking up, I was warm. Very warm. My entire being was on fire and it felt amazing. Blinking my eyes open, everything seemed sharper, more colorful and more in focus. The smells of the room were more fragrant. Some, not so pleasant, but I was more aware of them. Looking down, I saw that Bella was curled on my chest, her cheeks flushed and her face relaxed. The bruises on her face had faded significantly and her hair was draped over my chest in mahogany curls.

This is not good. She’s my client.

I tried to move her, but Bella tightened her arms around me, whimpering quietly. She snuggled closer, burying her nose into my neck. “Bella,” I whispered, trying loosen her hold on me. She sighed, her eyes fluttering against my neck. I felt her smile. “Um, this is awkward,” I laughed.

“No. It’s nice,” she giggled, her hand gliding across my belly. “You’re like a human ‘Chillow.’ You know, one of those pillows that are constantly cold? It feels so nice against my heated skin.”

“I’ll have to take your word for it,” I said, rubbing her back. “As nice as this is, you’re still my client. And this is crossing so many lines that are highly unethical and very unprofessional. You want to divorce your husband? Your husband. You’re still legally married to him. You don’t want to give him proof of you cheating.”

“We’re not cheating, Edward,” she said, sitting up and giving me a mock glare. “We fell asleep and it’s not like we had sex.”

“There was snuggling,” I chuckled. “Snuggling usually leads to other things, like sex.” I pinched my nose, sliding out of the bed and padding to the window. I leaned against the frame, watching as ice cracked from my hands. I had to get my temper under control. “I have to finish the order of protection and get it submitted to the court. I’m sorry.” I stomped to the nightstand, grabbing my laptop and smiling tightly at Bella before I ducked into my room. I sent a text to Carmen.

I don’t know if I can handle this case with Bella ~ Edward

Too bad … you’re stuck with her. Trust me ~ Carm

“Fuck,” I spat. I dialed her, sneaking into the bathroom. “Carmen, pick up the damn phone.”

“Edward, I’m holding firm on this,” she said as she answered the phone call. “You have to trust me.”

“You know something,” I said. “And it’s not about her case. Why are you so insistent that I work with her?”

“Do you know where I live?” she asked.

“Yes. I’ve been to your house numerous times. Christmas party? Marcus’s birthday? Heidi’s wedding thingy?” I snorted.

“Just to the north of my house is a gated home. The pin number to enter is 1918. Meet me there after you file Bella’s order of protection,” Carmen said. “I need you to know more than what I can tell you over the phone.”

“Carm?” I barked.

“Just be there, Edward,” she said. “I’ll explain everything. I promise.”













Saturday, February 18, 2017

Out of the Darkness Update

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Bella picked at her food. I could hear her mind reeling about the revelation about me, her, us, everything. I knew that I had to tell her about my past, my mistakes and Riley/Lucifer’s threat to make Bella his. Now, while Bella picked at her food, I almost devoured the entire refrigerator. My body was still very weak from the poisonous arrow.

“How did you eat all of that?” Bella asked, her eyes wide.

“I don’t need much food, but if I’m injured like I was with the arrow, I need to refuel with food and rest,” I explained. “Are you okay? Need more?”

“Oh, no. You finish it,” she quipped, pushing her nearly full plate toward me.

“You need this as much as I do,” I murmured. “You’re so slender, Bella.”

“I’m too nervous,” she said, wrinkling her nose. I took the plate and placed it in the fridge, guiding Bella to the couch that Alice had replaced. I settled her onto the couch, covering her with a fluffy blanket. I sat across from her, giving her space, but all I wanted was to hold her. She must have, subconsciously, felt my need and cuddled in my lap. I snaked my arms around her waist and used my wings to shield us from the world. “Why do you do that?” she asked.

“What?”

“With the wings,” she said. “Wrap me up with the wings?”

“They’re impenetrable. Save for the poisonous arrow from the devil, I’m pretty much indestructible.  You’re not. I want to protect you, Bella,” I said, shielding her from as much as I could.

“That explains why I feel so safe with you,” she smiled, cuddling closer. I tightened my arms around her, using my powers to heal her arm fully now that she knew most of the truth. “Now, I want to know more. Tell me your story.”

“My angelic story or all of it?”


“All of it,” she said, toying with my sleeve. 

Friday, February 17, 2017

The One That Got Away Update

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I’m so sorry ~ E

What the fuck ever, Bella thought, tossing her phone into her purse.

She turned back to her school-issued laptop and continued working on the lecture and discussion questions for the tenth class of the semester. She had spent the evening in her office and was in a good place for her classes. “Why are you working? You’re not due to start working until the next week,” Sarah said.

Bella blinked up, giving her boss a smile, but it was forced. “I wanted to finish setting up my office and I got to working on my lectures.”

“You okay?” Sarah asked. “You seem sad?”

“Fight with my boyfriend,” Bella sighed. “It’s not a big deal. I just figured I’d work on my lectures. I didn’t want to go home. I’d sit and sulk.” Bella rubbed her chest, hating the pain she felt there. “I can leave it I’m not allowed.”

“Nonsense,” Sarah chuckled. “But, I think of something better to do than work on lectures. Want to get a drink?”

“That sounds good,” Bella replied, smiling shyly.

“Come on. There’s this cute little bar around the corner,” Sarah beamed. They walked to the bar and settled into a booth after ordering a couple of margaritas. “So, what happened with your boyfriend?”

“I don’t know if you’re aware of what’s going on with me,” Bella shrugged.

“I know that you just recently announced your pseudonym for writing, but it wasn’t by choice,” Sarah said, sipping her margarita. “But, other than that, I don’t know.”

“Announcing my pseudonym wasn’t by choice. It was going to come out since Mafia Princess was going to be made into a movie, but it was going to be announced closer to the beginning of production of the film,” Bella sighed. “But, we got an email from someone saying that they were going to out me and make me look like I was unfit to care for my boyfriend’s children. We both think it’s his ex-wife, my arch-nemesis from high school. She doesn’t want me to be involved with him and is trying to sabotage our relationship. She succeeded.”

“How so?”

“Edward and I had a huge fight today because of his ex-wife, or at least I think it was his ex-wife, approached both of his children while we were out running errands,” Bella grumbled. “He alluded to the fact that I may not be a suitable guardian. It broke my heart.”

“Wow,” Sarah frowned “I don’t think that Edward really believes that.”

“I don’t know. He was pretty adamant before I left,” Bella grumbled. “He sent me a text and tried calling, but I can’t talk to him. He hurt my feelings. Really hurt my feelings. I’d do anything for his children. I love them like they were my own. I wanted to pull that woman’s hair because she was terrorizing the kids. I just couldn’t get to her.”

“I’m sorry, Bella,” Sarah said. “Does Edward’s ex-wife have visitation rights?”

“No. She signed them away,” Bella explained. “And there’s a restraining order against her.”
“Have you told the police?”

“We haven’t really gotten to that point,” Bella said, scrubbing her face. “I left after Edward said I wasn’t capable of taking care of his children. I didn’t want him to see me cry. He shattered my heart, Sarah.”

“I think he knows that. You said that he texted you?” Sarah asked. Bella nodded. “He probably realized that his temper got him into trouble. Can you forgive him?” 

Thursday, February 16, 2017

The Magic Within Teaser

Waking up, I was warm. Very warm. My entire being was on fire and it felt amazing. Blinking my eyes open, everything seemed sharper, more colorful and more in focus. The smells of the room were more fragrant. Some, not so pleasant, but I was more aware of them. Looking down, I saw that Bella was curled on my chest, her cheeks flushed and her face relaxed. The bruises on her face had faded significantly and her hair was draped over my chest in mahogany curls.

This is not good. She’s my client.

I tried to move her, but Bella tightened her arms around me, whimpering quietly. She snuggled closer, burying her nose into my neck. “Bella,” I whispered, trying loosen her hold on me. She sighed, her eyes fluttering against my neck. I felt her smile. “Um, this is awkward,” I laughed.

“No. It’s nice,” she giggled, her hand gliding across my belly. “You’re like a human ‘Chillow.’ You know, one of those pillows that are constantly cold? It feels so nice against my heated skin.”

“I’ll have to take your word for it,” I said, rubbing her back. “As nice as this is, you’re still my client. And this is crossing so many lines that are highly unethical and very unprofessional. You want to divorce your husband? Your husband. You’re still legally married to him. You don’t want to give him proof of you cheating.”

“We’re not cheating, Edward,” she said, sitting up and giving me a mock glare. “We fell asleep and it’s not like we had sex.”

“There was snuggling,” I chuckled. “Snuggling usually leads to other things, like sex.” I pinched my nose, sliding out of the bed and padding to the window. I leaned against the frame, watching as ice cracked from my hands. I had to get my temper under control. “I have to finish the order of protection and get it submitted to the court. I’m sorry.” I stomped to the nightstand, grabbing my laptop and smiling tightly at Bella before I ducked into my room. I sent a text to Carmen.

I don’t know if I can handle this case with Bella ~ Edward

Too bad … you’re stuck with her. Trust me ~ Carm

“Fuck,” I spat. I dialed her, sneaking into the bathroom. “Carmen, pick up the damn phone.”

“Edward, I’m holding firm on this,” she said as she answered the phone call. “You have to trust me.”

“You know something,” I said. “And it’s not about her case. Why are you so insistent that I work with her?”

“Do you know where I live?” she asked.

“Yes. I’ve been to your house numerous times. Christmas party? Marcus’s birthday? Heidi’s wedding thingy?” I snorted.

“Just to the north of my house is a gated home. The pin number to enter is 1918. Meet me there after you file Bella’s order of protection,” Carmen said. “I need you to know more than what I can tell you over the phone.”

“Carm?” I barked.


“Just be there, Edward,” she said. “I’ll explain everything. I promise.” Before I could respond, she hung up. I got another text, too. I’ll pick up Bella. I think that staying at the hotel is not an option much longer. Jacob, Bella’s husband, came to the office looking for her. I don’t know how he figured it out, but I’m on my way to pick her up. 


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After a delicious dinner, we were sitting on the back patio with a fire burning in the fire pit. Bella and Kathryn were chatting about the concert at Wrigley Field. Senior, Kathryn and several other lawyers were going to attend the concert with some students from the Elizabeth Masen Music Center. As we were sitting in the backyard, I noticed my biological father was shifting uncomfortably.

“You okay, Dad?” I asked, blinking over at him. “You look as nervous as a whore in church.”

“Edward,” Senior chuckled, arching a brow. “Language.”

“Seriously, though,” I murmured as Bella and Kathryn went inside. They were talking about trying some new tea. But, if I had to guess, they were giving me and my father some private time. “What’s wrong?”

“There’s nothing wrong,” Senior said, sipping his wine. “I’m just so proud of you. You are successful, kind, smart, ambitious and loving. You treat Bella how I treated your mother, with love and respect. She would have loved her, you know?”

“Mom?” I whispered.

“Yeah,” Senior said, putting his wine glass on the table. “I know that our relationship went through some struggles. All of that was my fault because of my inability to cope with your mother’s death. I want to you to know that I never stopped loving you, Edward.”

“I know, Dad,” I said. “It still hurt to think that you gave me up.”

“I could barely take care of myself. I did what I needed to do to make sure you were safe, cared for … if you’d stayed with me, I probably would have fucked things up,” Senior deadpanned.

“Language, Dad,” I teased.

He gave me a wry look. “Sorry.” He leaned forward, looking at me. “Our relationship has improved, but I still feel like there’s a distance between us, Edward. As weird as it sounds, you never said that you’ve loved me. Not since we …”

“Dad, I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I never thought … I never meant … I’m so sorry.” I got up. Senior stood up as well. I hugged him tightly. “I love you, Dad. I’m grateful that we’ve had the opportunity to get to know each other again.”

“I will do everything to for you, Edward,” he said, pulling back and cupping my face. “I’m proud of you, the boy you were, the man you’ve become and the person you will always be. I love you.”

“Love you, too, Dad,” I sniffled, kissing his cheek and hugging him once again.

“Edward Squared, do you guys want dessert?” Bella giggled, leaning against the doorway.

“What’s on the menu?” Senior asked.

“Bella brownies and raspberry cheesecake bites,” she responded. “The cheesecake bites are made by Ryan. They’re quite delicious. I would have never thought that Ryan, security guard beefcake, was a fabulous pastry chef.”

“Bella brownies?” Senior asked, arching a brow.

“Brownies with caramel, cheesecake and chocolate chips,” Bella giggled. “And a chocolate, rum glaze. Very decadent and with very little nutritional value.” She smiled softly, ducking inside. We snuck inside and had several pieces of both confectionary treats.

Kathryn and Senior left just before eleven, hugging us. Just before Senior left, I pulled him aside. “I really like Kathryn,” I said. “She makes you smile and she challenges you.”

“I like her, too. And you’re certain you’re okay with us being together?” he asked.

“I am, Dad,” I said, grinning crookedly. “I love you and be safe.”

“Safe?” he chuckled.

“Condoms, Dad,” I deadpanned. His eyes widened and he blushed a bright red. “I’m not concerned about pregnancy, but you never know.”

“Oh, God!” he guffawed. “Edward!” He blinked, shaking his head. “I can’t believe you said that.”

“Just saying,” I smirked.

“Well, we haven’t crossed that bridge, son,” Senior blushed. “See you on stage. Break a leg.” He cupped my cheek again. “Love you, Edward.”

“Love you, too, Dad,” I said. He patted my cheek, leaving with Kathryn. I slid behind Bella, wrapping my arms her waist. “That went well. I like Kathryn. She seems good for my dad.”

“I like her. She’s got a dry sense of humor, but very warm,” Bella said, tugging me into the kitchen. “Help with me the dishes, handsome. I cooked today and gave you some time to talk to your dad. Now, use those sexy ass hands to scour the dishes.”


“Yes, ma’am,” I laughed. 

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Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Out of the Darkness Teaser

Edward must have felt the emptiness inside me. He tightened his hold on me and shielded me from the world with his wings. He had wings. He chuckled. “I have wings, Bella. I’m shocked that you are so blasé about it.”

“They’re gorgeous, but why are your wings black?” I asked, tracing one of the feathers. “Is it because of what happened?”

“No. Our wings are as unique as we are. Alice’s are delicate, shimmery and white. Her mate’s wings are a shade of cream, with black at the tips of the feathers,” Edward explained. “And they’re not black. They’re charcoal.”

I giggled. “Minor technicalities.” But, my smile faded. “I could just show you my past and you’d know everything.”

“Bella, you don’t have to tell me anything,” Edward whispered, his fingers trailing along my jawline. I remembered when my jaw was broken from one of my foster fathers when I tried to fight back.

“I want to. You’re the first person who has truly cared for me, about me in my entire life,” I whispered. “My mom was a junkie and died from an overdose. I was moved into group home and then into a slew of foster homes, each one worse than the last. I was physically abused, beaten within an inch of my life for just breathing. When I got older, my foster dads and foster brothers saw me as a conquest, not taking no for an answer.”

“No man has that right,” Edward snarled. “You were a child.”

“Once I had tits, I was fair game,” I deadpanned. “The first time I was raped, I had just turned fourteen. My foster father was drunk and he mistook me for his wife. I begged him to stop, but he said that it was too late and that I needed to just deal with it. He was not gentle and I bled for days, weeks. He liked what he did so much, that he continued to do it, almost nightly.”

“Did you tell anyone?” Edward asked, his voice pained and his eyes swirling with emotion.

“I did, but nothing happened. That was until there was a random home visit. One of their other foster children had missed too many days of school. Upon further inspection of the home, it was not deemed a suitable place for any further placements. I showed the social worker my bloodied sheets that I was forced to sleep on because Rick felt I needed a reminder of my place in the home. I was just his whore,” I spat. “I spoke with the police, but nothing happened. There was no physical evidence …”

“The sheets,” Edward breathed.

“The cops gave me some bullshit story saying that since I didn’t press charges or submit to a rape exam, there was nothing they could do,” I sneered. “Being a child, I believed them and was shuffled off to my next foster home where I was beaten by my foster mom.”

“How many homes were you in?” Edward asked, holding me closer to his body.


“I lost count at ten,” I said. “Each one worse than the next. My bones were broken, my spirit shattered and my innocence ripped away. Never once did someone say that they loved me. I learned that I could only rely on myself. It was the only person that was trustworthy. If I shared a secret, it was broadcast. If I showed weakness, I was exploited. If I loved, I was battered and reminded that I wasn’t worthy of love.” I shifted and moved out of Edward’s arms, reaching for a bottle of water. When I was finished, I was back in his embrace and he nuzzled my neck with his nose. It was weird to have someone act so demonstratively with me. I was used to harsh blows, punches, choking, anger, revulsion. Edward’s caresses were almost reverent. Protective. Loving

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

The One That Got Away Teaser

I’m so sorry ~ E

What the fuck ever, Bella thought, tossing her phone into her purse.

She turned back to her school-issued laptop and continued working on the lecture and discussion questions for the tenth class of the semester. She had spent the evening in her office and was in a good place for her classes. “Why are you working? You’re not due to start working until the next week,” Sarah said.

Bella blinked up, giving her boss a smile, but it was forced. “I wanted to finish setting up my office and I got to working on my lectures.”

“You okay?” Sarah asked. “You seem sad?”

“Fight with my boyfriend,” Bella sighed. “It’s not a big deal. I just figured I’d work on my lectures. I didn’t want to go home. I’d sit and sulk.” Bella rubbed her chest, hating the pain she felt there. “I can leave it I’m not allowed.”

“Nonsense,” Sarah chuckled. “But, I think of something better to do than work on lectures. Want to get a drink?”

“That sounds good,” Bella replied, smiling shyly.

“Come on. There’s this cute little bar around the corner,” Sarah beamed. They walked to the bar and settled into a booth after ordering a couple of margaritas. “So, what happened with your boyfriend?”

“I don’t know if you’re aware of what’s going on with me,” Bella shrugged.

“I know that you just recently announced your pseudonym for writing, but it wasn’t by choice,” Sarah said, sipping her margarita. “But, other than that, I don’t know.”

“Announcing my pseudonym wasn’t by choice. It was going to come out since Mafia Princess was going to be made into a movie, but it was going to be announced closer to the beginning of production of the film,” Bella sighed. “But, we got an email from someone saying that they were going to out me and make me look like I was unfit to care for my boyfriend’s children. We both think it’s his ex-wife, my arch-nemesis from high school. She doesn’t want me to be involved with him and is trying to sabotage our relationship. She succeeded.”

“How so?”

“Edward and I had a huge fight today because of his ex-wife, or at least I think it was his ex-wife, approached both of his children while we were out running errands,” Bella grumbled. “He alluded to the fact that I may not be a suitable guardian. It broke my heart.”

“Wow,” Sarah frowned “I don’t think that Edward really believes that.”

“I don’t know. He was pretty adamant before I left,” Bella grumbled. “He sent me a text and tried calling, but I can’t talk to him. He hurt my feelings. Really hurt my feelings. I’d do anything for his children. I love them like they were my own. I wanted to pull that woman’s hair because she was terrorizing the kids. I just couldn’t get to her.”

“I’m sorry, Bella,” Sarah said. “Does Edward’s ex-wife have visitation rights?”

“No. She signed them away,” Bella explained. “And there’s a restraining order against her.”

“Have you told the police?”

“We haven’t really gotten to that point,” Bella said, scrubbing her face. “I left after Edward said I wasn’t capable of taking care of his children. I didn’t want him to see me cry. He shattered my heart, Sarah.”


“I think he knows that. You said that he texted you?” Sarah asked. Bella nodded. “He probably realized that his temper got him into trouble. Can you forgive him?” 

Sarah