The Aumakua Necromancer (Novel)...

 

 The Aumakua Necromancer®
Copyright © ®2025 Michael J. Costa, All rights reserved.
Genre: Fiction, Action, Horror (Supernatural).

 

Chapter 1:

 

          Our Grandfather’s passing left a near-perfect void in the midst of our Living room.  Though despite his absence, his generosity was abundantly clear.  He wanted his heirs to live in comfort, forever…

          We inherited this massive acreage in western Molokai, a ranch that was like one-third of the island.  There were a few areas of development available, ranging from a few hotels, a film theater, a golf course, and the Shire or township.  But most was barren Agricultural land with a few forests and pristine, Public-Access beaches (State Law required all beaches in the Islands to be Public). 

          Grandfather’s Last Will allowed 2 heirs to administer the property: my cousin Lucas would control one-half, and the rest goes to me.  I am Reginald, the eldest grandson.  Our Grandfather was Cornelius Sheppard, the Sugarcane Baron. He was very famous in the Islands.  He owned this ranch and twelve others.   When Sugarcane stopped being produced, he retired.  

          Lucas wanted to develop the ranch, make luxury homes to sell for profit.  I am the Scientist in the family. I only wanted to retain the property so I could excavate it for Archaeology reasons.  So we drew a line down the map.  Lucas would govern the coastal regions and I would be left with inland acreage and some daunting waterfalls. 

          The coastal regions contained some hotels with golf courses, and some industrial factories that once produced Sugar.  In my region, I had access to farms, the township, and a private cabin with defunct swimming pools.  The pools were once drained after a small Drought hit the Islands a while back.  The cabin has water from the adjacent rivers, and it is connected to a drainage system.

          We both lived in the Mainland.  My family home was in California, while Lucas dwelt in upstate New York.  The Molokai Estate was a vacation site.  Lucas just wanted to sell and be done with it so he could return to his lavish penthouse apartment.   California had mixed weather, sometimes floods while others wildfires.  The only tangible asset keeping me from just moving here was my attachment to Mainland Lifestyle.  Molokai was some woodsy backwater in comparison.  Lucas knew that. 

 

          The flight was five hours out of Oakland International Airport to Maui, followed by a boat ferry to Molokai.  We arrived in separate planes but met at the ferry in time.  Lucas was dressed in a cotton-and-polyester Aloha shirt with Khakis, with brand name sunglasses. I wore a light-weight jacket, pants, and prescription glasses that had the ability to darken with sunlight, called Transition lenses.   The ferry was a bumpy ride to Molokai, due to the recent tides. 

          “So Reginald,” Lucas started.  He was holding a classic Mai Tai glass filled with fruit juices and Rum.  The plastic sword hit a piece of pineapple in the center of some crushed ice.  

          “Hey Lucas,” I replied.  “Do you still play Rugby?”

          “Nah, you know me, I quit that a long time ago… I was wondering.  Do you want one of the hotels on the North end? I don’t need both.”

          “Is that an offer?” I asked in interest.  Lucas rarely gives up valuable assets, unless he’s drunk.  He looked drunk, Hmm…

          Lucas took a swig of his cocktail.  Then he munched on some crushed ice.  He smiled. 

 

          “Reggie, you should have it, seriously.  What are you gonna do with that cabin?  It is 3 levels with foundation.  It’s not even a proper Mansion given, given what we inherited.  Here, these are the keys to the hotel, take them. I don’t need everything.  I especially don’t want the Assessor’s annual report on this.  I want to build these four-star Estates to celebrities and Billionaires.  Here is the write-up on that project, read pages 8 to 12.  And, one more thing, Reggie – don’t tell me you don’t want it.  It’s a gift. It’s a gift from Sheppard, too,” Lucas said.

          I stored his proposal with the keys to the Northern Hotel in a jacket pocket.  The ferry arrived to the destination four minutes later.  We were met by Limousine at the Custom’s Center with our luggage.  From there it took about 10 minutes to reach the Ranch. 

          Our car met the Security Check Point with the raised hazard bar and darkened glass office.  The office was encased in razor-wire fences extending to the roadway.  Our permit electronically signaled the office, and the bar lifted by itself; the office was operated by an automaton.  

          We arrived at the North Hotel 15 minutes on a private road after the checkpoint. 

          Lucas entered the Hotel first.  The bellhop was a robot, as were the Cashier, the Maids and the Bank teller.  Most of the employees were automatons.  It saved costs. 

          Lucas secured access to a private Suite for me on a mid-level tower.   I took the plastic keys, brochure, and Tablet computer.  I had private access to the Garage with whatever was still in there.  Afterwards Lucas left to his own Hotel a few miles up the road via the Limo. 

          The Hotel was not some antiquarian dilapidated hovel, but actually a crisp and technologically sound, palatial estate.  It still retained the charm of a Hawaiian resort with carved wooden Tiki gods guarding the entrances, and Colonial Period architecture.  A bronze Pineapple stood above an artesian well.  The private cobblestone road led to a circle with buildings, notably a Bakery, Internet Café, banks with ATM machines, a film theater, merchant shops, and a fuel shop.  Solar panels and palm-tree windmills were hidden by actual trees.  The road leading to the hotel cut through a golf course. 

          I checked my baggage to the Bellhop who beeped in gratitude.  I took a stroll on the grounds leading out. 

 

          The Garage was underground actually.  How much TNT did the workers use to excavate it?  Explosives were a former method in Hawaiian architecture.  Nonetheless, this Garage wasn’t bleeding lava rock. 

          I counted four Ferraris and three Bentleys, a dozen Limousines, fourteen motorcycles (all with adjustable helmets), and ten other cars of unknown provenance that were covered in a gray tarp. 

          A private pathway led to one of the beaches.  Scouring the sand dunes with a pair of binoculars I spotted a couple of tourists operating a Drone.   Two tourists rode a Hydrofoil in the distance.  Five College-age females played Volleyball a mile from the main road.  Two lavatory buildings and an active Lifeguard rested on the crest leading to the path.

          I returned to the Hotel. 

          The resort contained a restaurant and a shopping mall some distance from the main building.  A small Monorail stopped at the Hotel every 15 to 20 minutes.  I took the elevator to my Suite and unpacked. 

 The Aumakua Necromancer®
Copyright © ®2025 Michael J. Costa, All rights reserved.
Genre: Fiction, Action, Horror (Supernatural).  $15.00 US-D.  

 ISBN: 9798263718596
Imprint: Independently published

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MC 2026.

 

 

EEMS books...

 

 

 

Books are considered a Luxury Item.  Some consider books a necessity.

In USA you have high fuel prices, caused indirectly by the War in Iran (caused by the spells for “attacking Iran”), high inflation, the increases to the cost of living such as food, trade, housing, etc.  Have you tried using an Attract Wealth spell?  The President can be manipulated usually by willed Magical events. He likes the “Trade Tariff spells.” 

Whenever someone uses my Magical System, I become aware of it, a feeling that someone is tugging at me from afar (the Magic uses my power of Elemental Chronokinesis when written in my Effective Egyptian Magic books).  I willed events into the books when writing them.   This preserves my influence.  No other Author can duplicate this effect, or the CIA would be classifying my competition. 

My novels can influence events when written in future tense.  My first novel (Eye of the Pharaoh) was written with the future in mind, but in the past tense as if events already happened. USA attacked Iran after reading that book, believing Iran was acquiring Nuclear Weapons (Chapter 20, to 21).  USA wanted to prevent my story from being fulfilled, similar to the “predictions of Nostradamus”).  Nostradamus wrote his predictions in Code, not English or Egyptian wording.  Reincarnation proves that the same person with the same abilities can return in a new future life. 

My Effective Egyptian Magic books and other related books are designed to help people resolve their problems in life and Afterlife.  Be careful about reading each spell multiple times unless you want that effect, because to activate each spell, just read it 3 or more times with willpower (desire or intent).  You might think “How can reading a Magical Expression in a book cause events like rain, earthquakes, NYSE Performance or Success?”  Read it 3X with intention and wait a few hours or days, observe the local News and anything in your region.   In religion you have Prayer, which is actually Telepathy or thought projection from willpower.  Prayers are “answered” within a few days on average.  Effective Egyptian Magic is written in a way similar to that.  This uses the Egyptian Deities names as Words of Power (i.e. Magical Expressions).  Ancient Egyptians practiced Effective Egyptian Magic in place of story-based Monotheism.  The Prophet Moses of the Bible “was educated with all the Magical Wisdom of the Egyptians” yet the Bible is “against Magical practice.”  This is a contradiction. 

Patrons have expressed interest in the books.  Some became Millionaires using the Spells.  Some removed Bullies at School.  Others healed relatives with Healing Magic, or used Success spells to pass an exam or class.  By practicing the system you can develop Mental Abilities like Telepathy and save people in emergencies by projecting thoughts to important people, or remote healing, rather than wait for a Miracle. ©M7C 2026.  

 

 

Peace spells...

 

 

My Peace Spells will work if someone actually takes the time to Will Them.

Mahalo, Dua Osiris NB-HOTEP di Hotep en Ankh.  

MC 2026.

(AI Art is by Craiyon): 

 

First Contact with Aliens in Ancient Egypt...

 

 

 

 

First Contact with Aliens was 3200 years ago on Mount Sinai and people took it religiously.

©M7C 2026

Who are the Asmarians?

https://www.amazon.com/Asmarians-Aliens-Built-Egyptian-Pyramids/dp/B095MR7QF4

The Asmarians (Asmar, Ancient Egyptian word for Emerald, as in Emerald Fire) incarnate into animal or human form and behave as people.  They do this as their fiery natural form will incinerate you. 

They are also Telepathic and may have other abilities unknown to Modern Human people.   Incarnating and reincarnating into Human form has allowed them to build Monuments, such as Pyramids, on Earth, using Human workers.  Asmarians are talented and highly intelligent.  Most seek Hollywood’s shadow in the Entertainment business, where they are worshiped as Gods. 

On Atlantis they acquired their Names, which are known in any Human Polytheism.  These names are called Secret Names, known only to their people.  They use the Secret Name when reproducing in Outer Space as a form of recognition.  In reproduction, they Trade personality components like a Card Game.  They also recruit Human Spirits from Earth to become Akhu (Angels) in Duat. 

Asmarians are Dimensional Aliens and do not use transportation vehicles.  They create “worm holes” in Space-Time Fabric and bend dimensional space when placing the “hole.”

Their Natural Form resembles an Emerald Fireball or “Burning Bush that burns but does not consume itself.”  One Asmarian, named SET, was on Mount Sinai when the Prophet Moses found him 3200 years ago in Ancient Egypt.  SET taught Moses all the Magical Wisdom of the Egyptians, including Weather Manipulation and Tsunami Magic to part the Seas.  SET wanted revenge against the other Asmarians who banished him to the Desert after the murder of the Asmarian Osiris.  SET used Moses to acquire people to build a country, a Mini-Egypt (ISRAEL).

When Moses met SET this was First Contact with an Alien People but it was taken religiously.  The Egyptian Gods are the Asmarians, as are the Gods in other lands on Earth.

©M7C 2026.

 

 

Meteors...

 

 

Meteors:  God's Intercontinental Ballistic Missiles:

 Copyright 2026 J. Caesar.   

 MC 2026.

 (The Meteor Spell is working, p.142), EEMS 4.  

 

Protect Egypt...

 

 

Protect Egypt:

 "Hail Lady Sakhmet & Lady Wadjet, the Eye of Ra, Protect Egypt from the Nine Bows, from Terrorism, and from those who claim the Nile River for themselves."

M7C 2026.    

 

The Spreading of Ideas...

 

 

 

The Spreading of Ideas ©MC 2026

People who create an idea are so proud of it and want to share it with the World.  This is true of Ancient Civilizations; in Egypt the idea was Farming and the Afterlife; in China the idea was (gun)black powder, rice paper, and walls; in Rome, it was water-hydraulics and technology; in USA it was Greek Democracy and Freedom/elections; in Arabia it was Islam; in Israel it was Christianity and Monotheism. 

The USA wants everyone to be Democratic.  This is their world view.  Monotheists want everyone to worship one God.   Atheists want people to ignore Deities or religion.  Psychology wants everyone to believe that whoever they are listening to is a part of an illness to be treated with Medicine as their world view. 

People can be wrong.  Ideas can be wrong.  This is especially true of stolen ideas. 

Copyright doesn’t protect from theft of ideas.   So if I created ideas in a stolen book, those ideas are contraband and are embedded in your brains permanently.  My book (Eye of the Pharaoh ©1990 MJC) that was stolen was very influential in terms of ideas.   Americans like to base the Future on what they read.  This is true of Science Fiction.   My book was Science Fiction.  The events in my book are influencing the Modern era, as in the current Middle East and Iran/Iraq/Syria/Libya/Egypt.  This is what happens when you steal ideas and never pay the author for them.  Sure my book made $990 Billion+ on the International Black Market in 1998+ when it was stolen in 1991, and I reported it stolen in January 1994 on SFNET BBS (Pre-Internet), according to the USA Govt. (FBI, CIA, SS).  This is not a ‘delusion of Psychology’ because the CIA classified it top secret (according to a source) to cover up the fact they are using my book.  In 1998 it was reported to me (via Secret Service) that it was selling from $50,000 each and up by people who claim my book (first edition) was a form of “investment.”  People believe I am deceased, but Lo, I am alive.  In USA a work is highly valuable when its creator is not alive, you know, because no one wants the Genius to be rich.  Now the ideas in the book caused USA to invade Iran and Iraq/Syria (Chapters 20 & 21).  The idea of World War 3 (often in the Online News) is Chapter 21.  Skip ahead and you get Covid19 / Pestilence in Chapter 22 (the Apocalypse). 

Why do people steal ideas?  Humans like to steal, so much that the established religions made it into a Sin (a Moral Crime against God).  Artificial (Human) Intelligence steals ideas and renders them into unique, programmed mosaics.   Humans lack individualism and uniqueness.  They mostly copy each other and from the environment like mindless Bots.  Humans behind Human AI want to be recognized as Tech Gods, to create artificial people.   Aliens who study Human Sciences can learn more about why Humans steal ideas in case they come here.  I would think it wise to keep their distance.  The only Aliens who would want to visit are Space Tourists (UFO type) excluding Gods or employees of Duat.  Humans took the notion of Space Tourism to build Space Craft on Earth for Billionaires, usurped by Humans. 

©MC 2026.