The first time Michael saw Brianna, it
was a magical night, the kind of night when the faeries could
not resist dancing under the stars. To Brianna, an Irish
witch, there is nothing more important to her than preserving
the ways of the past and her family’s magic, which includes
her family’s sacred lands. She picked her way across the
field; everyone knew the faeries lived in the sacred circle.
Carefully avoiding stepping on sacred faerie ground, she
sprinkled powders while chanting some words in the ancient
language. The spell cast, Brianna walked up the hill to the
ancient castle and took a seat.
Brianna had made it her personal mission
to preserve everything for her family and the generations to
come, but it was becoming more difficult to practice the old
Irish-American, Michael Gallagher, stared
across the open field at a figure moving across his newly
purchased land towards the ruins. Filled with curiosity, he
climbed a small hill near the ruins, reaching the edge of the
ruin; he walked inside, a girl sat with her eyes closed.
Michael stepped closer, wanting a better look at her. She
stood up, not a smidgen of fear showing on her proud Irish
face. Who are you? Brianna asked. I’m Michael Gallagher, he
answered with a smile. Brianna looked him over; he had the
devil’s own smile. Somehow he’d managed to walk right up to
her even after she had cast her spell. Michael didn’t believe
in magic, but something about being in this romantic country
had done strange things to his head, like impulsively buying
this land with a castle ruin. Brianna was about to learn her
land had been sold to Michael.
One shared look, and Brianna’s thoughts
are inflamed. Michael is determined to have Brianna. Both
are moved to wonder if Michael had some magic of his own. I
enjoyed Michael’s discovery of his magic, and Brianna’s love
for the land. Brianna’s Magic inspired me to
look for the magic, but the storyline did not convey the
emotions well enough to fully maintain my interest.