Message to my Children, Vol. 1

By Susanna C. Mahoney

This time there would be no girl crying uncle, no stopping him. He ran his fingers down her face, neck and unbuttoned her blouse, cupped her breast and was about to taste it sweetness, rose up, put his hands around her neck, and squeezed to get the appreciation of his sexual hunger to a boiling point. He felt his member throbbing and went back to her breast to taste the sweetness of her nectar. He felt like he was being choked, as if an invisible rope was closing around his neck, slowly suffocating him and crushing his windpipe. He was jerked back to the floor of the forest, he felt like he was fighting a brute, a powerful man who was slowly strangling him to death. As his last breathe whistled out of his body and he heard the snap of his neck. He saw a mighty powerful Michael type of arch angel who was delivering the karma he inflicted upon others, ironic justice as predicted. He closed his eyes and then out of the ground these dark evil vile creatures grabbed him, his soul and dragged him screaming into the depths of Hell, never to be heard from again.

The angel directed his energy towards Charity, healing her body and mind, making her forget what happen. All she will remembers is Peter was steering and the jeep went out of control and he was killed by a loosen rope which was in supplies. No one to this day understood how the rope unwrap and he got caught in it was strangled to death. It was a terrible way to died. The strange miracle was Charity came out of the crash with no injuries, not even cuts or bruises. She must have had a guardian angel with her that day. Charity had an unsettling feeling, something happen that day, but could not remember the incidents until she was ready.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Susanna C. Mahoney
• Release date: Apr 10, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458027702

Susanna C. Mahoney

I am a spiritual person on a exploration of answers. I write short stories about God and Holy Warriors, teenagers who are enlisted into the fight against evil. I am experimenting with different genres and enjoy writing. I like to help others and write to escape to stimulate my mind as an outlet to bring positive energy to the universe. a supernatural being is the Alpha, the Omega and has messages for His children no matter what faith they are. Open your mind to the spiritual realm, you may be surprise by the answers waiting to Be unraveled

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Message to my Children One- The Journey

Published by Susanna Cat Mahoney on Smashwords.com

Book One of the Message Series

Copyright © 2011 by Susanna C. Mahoney

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Eileen and Michael were sister and brother who experienced tremendous heartache in their young lives. They were unfortunate victims of divorce, and suffered homelessness among other trials in their short lives and will experienced more heart ache as they grow from children into teenagers and adults. The two children did not have any strong family bonds, and when they lose the only residence they had and were told that the house they were living in they had to vacate because they upset their grandmother at present for they discovered unhidden secrets and she did not want them to be revealed just yet.

In desperation and fear their grandmother threw them out and thus this eviction started the single mother, Misty and her children’s adventures to meet their planned destiny, along the way they will meet their mentors and evil influences, earthly and supernatural that will challenge all they believe in, creating or breaking them as a clay pot. To be mold or shatter into pieces, too damaged to be put back together again.

The story will begin when the family left the father and decided to live with their strict grandmother.

In their journey to discovery of their future destinies, as a family and children they will face many personal  storms, trials and adventures towards their paths. They are destined to become warriors and evil will do everything in its power to stop them, even try to kill them and all who they cherished. At times as evil is closing in they will need to locate to another hide-out and face overwhelming circumstances.

This is the first book of a series labeled Message to my Children, The Journey, vol. 1.

The mother Misty an attractive woman with golden brown hair, a heart shaped face and her two children Eileen and Michael, who looks took after her, all with olive skin and athletic built as a family resided with grandmother, on Misty side of the family. The children were young and tight siblings. They had their spats but for siblings, they were close when a crisis developed. Michael was two inches shorter then Eileen. He was fierce, loyal and intelligent. He liked to draw and create stories in his head. Eileen liked to listen to music, and played instruments. She also enjoyed sports.

Their mother and father was an odd couple and estrange from each other. Hank was a violent man with  selfish tendencies. Misty thought it was time to separate and forged out a new existence, as a single mother.

She was not aware but she came from a family of supernatural warriors and that her children were pre-destined before birth to be the saviors of humanity when the day of the final victory between good and evil occurred. This story begins when the children were young and started their journey to learn and trained for their future destinies.

This is based on the Holy Bible concepts, but more of a fictional supernatural fantasy, which may develop into a series.

Actually this writer started with Eileen and Michael as teenagers in Message to My Children, Hear the Message, volume 2 available at Smashwords.com

ONE

The children's mother agreed grandmother’s home would be a temporary residence until she saved up enough funds for rent and security for their own place. The parents decided for the best interest of the children, to stop their bickering they should separate for a while and take a breather and take their relationship one day at a time is what Misty told the children. But the truth was Hank a charming man until he drunk then another personality would appear. He would become at first Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde person one charming and one vicious. The family never knew which personality would appear. They walked on egg shells, until Misty was sick and tired of the threats lingering in their home.

When very drunk he turned into a vicious alcoholic raging lunatic. Who beat his wife and harshly punished the children. The last fight was the camel that broke the back; and Misty packed their suitcases and sneak out of the apartment before Hank woke up. Trying to not show her anguish looked at the starry twinkling skies she told her children they were going on an adventure to go live with their grandmother for a while. They packed quickly when he slept and drove to their grandmother’s house located in another state. She was not happy to see Misty standing at her front walk. She knew when she and Hank eloped with no plans, she predicted their marriage would conclude with disastrous terms.

They arrived as the thunder storm began and stood outside, while Misty called her, to let them know they came, and needed a temporary residence. She stood a formal figure, a shadow peering out the second floor window. Waved her hand and they hurried into the old Victorian. Life was strained at this house too Grandmother Rachael a quiet elderly woman. Who wear black and carried a gold lined Bible and not very communicative. Just answered questions or gave out commandments to the family. She demanded that the mother teach the children about the Holy Book. Misty in her youth became a rebel and was not very fond of the religion tone of the Christianity beliefs, turned away from her teachings.. Decided not investing her energies into teaching them the bible, just told them some stories out of it. In case their grandmother quizzed them at the dinner table.

One rainy day while staying with their grandmother, the two children bored decided to go exploring upstairs in the attic. Michael observed the pull down trap door chain heading to the attic. Curious they looked at the figure of the chain to the pull down door, it was old, like the house. It had a design of a lion ring puller through its nose and a lead chain attached to the door. He yanked on the chain to open the door. The hatch opened slowly, they saw the attic light had a pull string and they pulled it and the light turned on, dimly lit their path. The beam shone on a staircase going up

They both slowly quietly climbed up the stairs, try not to awaken their strict grandmother. She was resting in her bedroom underneath, stated she had a migraine and wanted peace and quiet.

Michael entered first he moved boxes that were in the way. They heard a loud meow which spooked them and they saw a flash of something, running away from the boxes. They followed the black streak. They locate the run away in a corner behind more dusty boxes. Move in slowly and peeking around the corner, they saw it was a little black cat with white paws. Nervous of being stalked it jumped out of the hiding space it nestled into behind the boxes and ran towards the back room. They followed the cat to the area it ran towards, lost it for a moment. It streak out behind the boxes and disappeared. They moved more boxes and searched behind each other, searched the whole attic looking for the cat, but it poof into the thin air. Decided time to continue their treasure hunting.

As Eileen moved another large box she noticed another small portal hidden in a corner, it too had a trap door ring holder on it, with a locking mechanism. She survey it with her eyes the lock and saw it had a strange symbol too and it looks like a special keyhole that needed a strange locking shaped key to open it. She traced the symbol and keyhole to figure how to unbolt the door. A flash entered into her mind how to unlock the bolt;

Mike distracted by a noise, turned towards her and heard her fidgeting with the lock. He went over to where she was at. She pushed the symbol of the Phoenix bird, it tail with her fingers, and the door popped open. It was low then other rafters so they ducked their heads and walked in further into the northeast corner of the attic. Michael scouted around saw another interesting object, picked it up to look at it more closely, as he moved the item, a statue, they heard a hinge squeak and opened yet another door.

To the children the attic was like a maze with hidden portals everywhere. They crawled in to the smaller hidden clove and into another hidden room; they observed it was filled with odd looking interesting artifacts made of silver, copper and bronze.

Michael curious picked up a strange looking statue. Observing it was made of caster clay with four images etched on it. Compose of clay and granite, it was a statue of a lion, bear, eagle and dragon combine together into another odd figurine. Eileen told Michael to put it back.

Michael asked her if she remembers the story in the Bible about the strange creature in Revelation, this item appears to be a model of it. Eileen said after their exploration, they could go research about the creature but right now, let’s explore some more, there are so many wonderful treasures hidden here.

Michael playfully pushes Eileen, caused her to stumble into a large cedar pine chest, their curiosity peeks and