|Dreams and Nightmares Anthology|
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About the Anthology
Dreams and nightmares are like twilight; that misty place between fantasy and reality.
When your mind takes you on an adventure you didn't sign up for and you become someone or something else, it can be delectable, terrifying, or both.
Dreaming of that sexy bad boy who seems out of reach? Be careful what you wish for, sometimes dreams really do come true. If you have the time, we have the past life to seduce you. Whether your fantasy is a lustful mermaid, an irresistible incubus, a vampiric predator, or an insatiable ghost hold on tight. You are on the most erotic ride of your life.
When your desires blend so thoroughly with the truth that you don't know the difference, that's when romance is but a dream.
Adderley's Bride, by Danita Minnis
Sofie is a singer, baker and a serious planner. When she finds her rocker boyfriend up against the wall in a vocal booth with a back-up singer, her five-year plan for a home and family is dubbed over like a bad music track.
Gray, a lusty ghost who acts like she is his long-dead fiancée invades her dreams and works her body over, night and after night. It isn't long before Sofie's plans include her beguiling lover, a ghost man with a plan of his own; be with me. Nice plan if you call that living...
|Dreams and Nightmares Tour|
In the reflection of the glass, she caught a movement behind her. A tall man stared at her from the soft forest glow in the room. Against the backdrop of the green leaves in the wallpaper, there was an impression of short, dark hair and sharp angular features before his light eyes bore into hers. They glowed with such intensity that she could not look away. It was an effort to fight the pull but she managed to jerk her eyes away from the window.
She jumped up and the tray and bowl of stew clanged to the floor. "How did you get in here?"
The spot on the throw rug in front of the bed where she'd just seen the man was empty.
As her eyes scanned every corner of the room, she grabbed the heavy silver tray and brandished it before her like a battle-axe. She was alone in her room. The crackling fire was the only other sound in her brain besides her racing heartbeat.
Adrenaline pumping through her veins made her rigid. She held the tray out before her stiffly as she crept towards the bedroom door. The wall sconce at the center of the hall was still on. She could see clear across to the staircase landing but the opposite side of the hall leading to the other wing was in darkness.
Stepping out of her room, she was hit with a blast of cold air that whistled around the empty corridors. She didn't have her slippers on and hopped from one foot to the next. It was forty degrees tonight and it felt like she was standing on an ice block. Belatedly, she realized she was making so much noise in her agitation that whoever was in the house could certainly hear her fumbling around. She returned to her room for the slippers.
Back in the hall, she stood quietly listening. But it wasn't so much what she could hear as it was what she could feel. The hair on the back of her neck prickled. There was an expectant energy in the air, and she waited.
|Dreams and Nightmares Authors|
The words wafted on the breeze, swept through the corridor and curled past her ear in an intimate caress. They were seductive, hypnotic and somehow calmed her fears. Lowering the tray, she closed her eyes and leaned toward the caress.
Startled by her reaction to this phenomenon, she blinked her eyes open. She couldn't let her guard down, no matter who he was. She didn't know him.
Didn't know who?
She shook sense into her head. She didn't know anyone in Wynter Hollow, much less a 'him.' Realizing the ridiculous direction of her thoughts was no comfort. As she stood there, the feeling that someone was with her grew stronger.
"Where are you?" Her voice was shaking with a strange anticipation and she stepped forward.
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