Black Diamond Jinn (A Hot SFFantasy Novella) by Mary Hughes

Author:Mary Hughes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: adult, witch, jinni, jinn, mary hughes, karmic physics, black diamond jinn, government witch, hot sffantasy
Publisher: 7th Octave Publishing

** Rafe **

Rafe gazed down at Amaia, small and still beneath him. Unable to speak. She was exhausted, and frightened, and it broke his heart. With a small mental suggestion from him she tumbled into a deep sleep.

He lay down next to her and traced the line of her nose around the sweet curl of her nostril, just enjoying the wonder of physical touch.

She shivered. Perhaps a reaction to his finger, but she might be cold. He flexed his mind and used a small speck of his life force to shimmer her under the comforter, not wanting to disturb her even to tuck her in. The life he burned was irreplaceable, unless another gave him theirs.

He shrugged. Today, for Amaia, it was worth it.

If she recovered quickly enough, they might have time to finish the Venus magic. If not…he consoled himself that at least it had helped, bringing Earth to the yellow, emotional level of health.

It’s not enough.

Rafe felt a sudden chill at the words. He tucked Amaia in before rising to the astral plane.

“Jibril. What do you mean, it’s not enough?”

Hello, Rafe. How are you?

Rafe wanted to shout, what do you mean it’s not enough again, wanted to lash out even thought he knew time was different for Jibril, wanted to punch something in his frustration, punch Jibril if he weren’t insubstantial… His impatience drained.

Jibril hadn’t been making idle pleasantries. He’d been reminding Rafe that fear and anger, with enough power behind it, could kill. It had almost killed humanity during several wars including the Cold War, then again when they’d achieved global consciousness and panicked and Jibril had to step in.

How much worse could a panicked jinni do?

Rafe took a deep mental breath. Let it go slowly, also letting go of his anger and fear. “Thank you.”

Don’t thank me. I only had to save them once. You have to keep them alive. I’ve saddled you with an impossible task, I’m afraid.

“I won’t shirk my duty. I’ve vowed never to stop caring.” Rafe winced as he said that. Over the millennia, he had.

Like his father.

You stopped feeling, but you still cared. As did your father.

Rafe flinched. Automatically his gaze flicked to the vibrant wash of color that was humanity. His attention fastened immediately on Amaia’s glowing thread. Just the sight of it, pulsing gently gold, relaxed him enough to say, “Maybe my father cared. But not enough to come back and help me make the transition to jinn. Despite his promise.”

He meant to return, truly meant to keep his promise. But emotions are…changed by the ethereal.

“You mean they’re lost. Feelings are immaterial on the astral plane.” Emotions were lost to the jinn, as Rafe knew from experience. “Like father, like son,” he said bitterly.

Really? What was that desire to lash out a moment ago, if not feeling?

Rafe heated with embarrassment. “I wouldn’t have punched you.”

Jibril snorted. I’d have liked to see you try. He paused. Look at your Amaia and tell me you do not feel.

Rafe’s eyes turned automatically at the command.

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