Coalmine Stories

(Written as a response to "No Great Mischief" by Alistair MacLeod) A brief summary of generations of living taking place in a short story.

Emma and George were two teenagers who were both tangled in the story of the super diamond, the Crystal King. They both have their own purposes of finding the diamond, but can they find it together? An adventure of discovery and friendship.

Young Danny recalls his grandfather after he inherited his pocket watch

I looked up into the dark dangerous depths of his eyes which held a promise and so much more, as he closed the distance between us and towered over me possessively. 'No' he rasped, leaning towards my ear, sending shivers down my spine. 'And there's nothing I can do to change your mind?' I cocked my head. ─── : *.☽ .* ─── She was eloquent like a lady, addictive like a drug. A coy smile ways tugging at her soft lips, the source of threatening words and dangerous commands. Voice as sweet as honey, cloudy deceiving eyes, cascading black hair of a goddess. The second most wealthy, powerful woman in all of England. He was captivated by her wilderness, entranced by her wit. Raven black hair and dark blue-gray eyes, power seething from his very scent, a hard jaw begging to be touched and a voice hotter than hell. The wealthiest, most powerful man in all of England. Refusing your attraction is a sin. ─── : *.☽ .* ─── Her determination to buy his coal mine soon turned into curiosity and intrigue. She had never wanted something more, the coal mine of course, not the darkishly attractive man who was nothing more than an arrogant, misogynistic bastard! Or at least that's what she had thought.