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An Angel's Ascent
Book: An Angel's Ascent Read Online Free
Author: Christina Worrell
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ready for kids, maybe one day. I’m young, so I’m in no hurry. I have a three-bedroom apartment above my store and a nice porch on the roof, so I have very little bills. Surprisingly, the apartment isn't tiny. It has two walk-in closets, a master room and bath, and I turned the dining room into an office. I save the guest rooms for visitors. You never know when one may pop in. You know what I mean, it happens to all of us. Even those of us without family, they find you even if their some long lost distant cousin or in-law from another country. That and Raven uses one about once a month or so.
    Speaking of visitors…
    A fellow witch by the name of Bella strolls in with a huge smile on her face. Ugh, I didn’t want to deal with her emotional roller coaster this early. These were the times I dreaded being an empath. I really needed to work on my shielding.
    “ I did it!” she says dancing towards me, happiness and pride slamming into me. Well at least it felt good… so far.
    “ Um, did what?” I asked the confusion plain on my face. With her, you never knew, she was one of those who believed the pool was on the top floor, or would buy a seat ticket on a plane to Mars without question.
    “ I called forth the power of our ancestors.” She smiled and danced around the store, worrying me just a little. This one was clearly certifiable. Power of our ancestors, I asked myself…
    I stared at her like she has lost her mind, which is the best possibility. I mean IF she could call forth ANY thing I seriously think it’d be a bad idea, especially for her. She’s one of those people that shouldn’t cross the street alone much less play with fireworks aka magic.
    “ Remember the book I ordered from you? I’ve been studying it madly. I found a surge in power last night. I did my circle as you showed me, but somehow something still escaped, along with this power… such amazing power. It's like I overdosed on energy pills Angel!” Her giggly optimism was a tad overwhelming. I suddenly imagined cheery, little, teeny boppers.
    Worried I thought about the possibilities. One she may have really done something, or two she just did a major spell, and the side effects are just that amazing. I hear it’s like sex. I do spells all the time, but I’ve never had my clothes off, so I wouldn't know. I was going to go with the latter of the two.
    “ Well, um, IF something did come through, then it’s gone. Chances are the power or energy you feel is temporary. That book you ordered is just your basic stuff. I thumbed through it. There shouldn't be anything in it that could, let’s say, open a door or dimension no matter how small. Did you use the salt like I asked?” I always check personally before sending out books. I don’t need more demons running around or something worse. What a nightmare.
    “ No, but I thought spells drained your energy; that's what you told me, remember." She sighed with a pouty face. Great I ruined her happy moment.
    “ I'd say a majority of spells or magic will drain you, especially if it's a heavy-duty spell. It could kill you. Ones that are tied to an entity though are loaded with their energy. There’re times when you get energy from them. It all depends on whether or not you use your energy or something else’s. And next time, please use salt. It’s the most basic tool in witchcraft for casting protection circles, protecting, or spell ingredients, and easy to obtain and use. It could save your life.” It may not contain much based on the entity's abilities, but it was well worth the time it took to make the circle.
    “ So I could have released something?” she asked checking out the new crystals, I’d gotten in my last shipment. These were the real deal. Based on the color or type, they could do different things, like dull pain, heal the spirit, and ward off evil. Sounds silly but I keep one by all my doors and windows and I’ve never had anything evil enter.
    “ Well, yes but not from a
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