I had never seen somebody so beautiful in my entire life. Her body was the shade of milk chocolate; her figure thin and wrapped in a dark beaded gown that went down around her feet. Her hair was thick, dark, and braided down her back, landing around her waistline. She had a face of a goddess; eyes of a deep emerald with speckles of gold, which brought out the warm coloring of her skin.
“Naomi…” I breathed. “She’s real.”
The countdown began as the red haze made its way across the moon. Jess stood outside her white chalk circle. In the center of her circle was the sage, the pink rose, and a chunk of Jonathan’s fur. I watched as she took a match and lit the center of the circle, igniting it into a large flame. Taking the book in her hands, she spoke the summoning spell in Latin; I couldn’
