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I am an Ordained Minister, a Shaman, a Reiki Master Teacher, an Aromatherapist, a Massage Therapist, an Herbalist in training, & a Crystal Healer in training! I am also a Writer! I am one of the Neo- Celí Dé (a form of Celtic christian mysticism based on original early Christianity, & certain Celtic philosophies, perspectives, & certain Druidic elements). I am also a proud member of Clan MacKay.
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C.S. Yelle was born and raised in Grand Rapids, MN, the "almost" middle child of six. He attended Grand RapidsSenior High School where he enjoyed music and sports. He received his BS in Chemistry from MayvilleStateUniversity, Mayville, ND in 1987. He taught 7-12 Science and coached for six years in several North Dakota schools and currently works as an Executive Account Manager in the Water Treatment Industry where he has been for nearly seventeen years. He is the father of four and grandfather of one. He writes novels, screenplays, and an occasional short story. He has been writing seriously for over ten years and plans to continue until his fingers are unable, maybe longer. He currently resides in a Minneapolis, MN suburb with his wife Jennifer.
Anderson went along with everything the doctors said for nearly four years, but
she was still dying at eighteen. The cancer had won leaving her without a
future, without any options, and without control. No control, except for how
she would leave this world. As Britt tries to end her life by going into the
frigid waters she realizes her mistake. She struggles to get back to shore, to
cry out for help, but her atrophied muscles are useless and the frigid water
steals the breath from her chemo-scarred lungs. Despite her father’s attempts
to reach her, she flies over the waterfall.
Allister Parks finds Britt’s fragile body on the riverbank something calls out
to him. Ignoring the warnings of his sister, Allister brings Britt back from
the edge of death. The only problem is that an Eternal like Allister isn’t
allowed to touch those who have already passed from this world. It is
forbidden; an infraction punishable by death.
Britt relishes her new cancer-free life and senior year of high school, her
very existence threatens Allister’s place in this world. Allister struggles to
keep Britt a secret from the Eternal Council and out of the hands of the only
Eternal who already knows the truth: the one who stole her guardian angel.
“You were dead,” Allister
agreed. “I touched you and brought you back, only it was as something different
than you were before.”
“Uh, I kind of noticed,” I said, waving my hands around my
body like a model showing him the latest fashions. “And that little thing about
being able to heal people is new. So what did you bring me back as?” The words
came out and I wanted to catch them and shove them back into my mouth. Fear
swelled within me as I realized I wasn’t sure I wanted the truth…if it was bad.