Destiny Calls...

 

The last sound I heard were my screams... ... ... ...

I've been waiting... sometimes you have to wait, watch, and believe. 

You made a promise, so now you must keep it.  

A sharp intake of breath made his body stiffen. Tilting his handsome head, he asked,

"Do I know you?"

"You do, I said, we met a thousand years ago and I told you, we'd meet again"

gazing into my eyes he moves closer...

I knew he loved my answer,  I had him. Yes. Hook, line and sinker. I allowed my arms to rest loosely by my side, I luxuriated in the silence and waited for my prize. 

Wetting his lips, his desire emanated.

There are moments in life when we take opportunities which present themselves. This was one of those moments... I loved that I knew what was happening. The alarming thing is he didn't know me, but I knew him. I'd know him anywhere. 

Destiny beckons.. and I am it's willing victim. An adventure's about to begin. I open my arms out wide to welcome him in.  

MJ Ewen

 

The Book-Corner...

 The Book-Corner...

The quaint little bookshop which unapologetically, spread over a whole corner, smelled of paper, ink, creamy coffee, and vanilla sponge. The door to this delightful building, made a high-pitched tinkle sound, whenever a customer walked in. Her old walls reeked of history, and its windows had witnessed many stories. 

The owner, a beautiful soul... whose special, exquisiteness, is timeless. 

Her extraordinary story was being put together in a special project, and she was right in the middle of it's management.  Her knowledge of books, writers and publishers, is astounding.  Her monthly meetings that help motivate, and encourage editors to congregate around her brass, polished tables, make her smile. Ideas bounce around waiting for input.  She's generous by nature and patient by choice... Places she's been, and characters she's met, have all played a part in her world of words. 

Almost everyone who walks through those bookshop doors, brings a wealth of knowledge which their usually willing to share... but those that don't, well, they have a rather different story to tell. 

"If I take my pen and write my story, will you grace me with your presence?"

MJ Ewen

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