Crave
The Seduction of Snow White
Chapter One
"Why won't you simply die?"
Beth woke with a scream, her heart pounding heavily in her chest and the image of cruel, icy blue eyes following her from the dream. She forced herself to breathe, slow, measured breaths. A full moon illuminated her small room and she took comfort in the familiar surroundings: the clothes she'd neatly folded on her ladder-back chair, the handmade stationery neatly stacked on her small writing table, the colorful quilt she'd sewn herself, folded on her small wooden chest at the foot of her bed. The window threw an oblong square of moonlight on the smooth plank floor, showing her hand-braided rag rug. Everything was as it should be. It even smelled homey and familiar, like oatmeal soap and lavender.
It was all right. She was all right. Her heartbeat resumed its natural rhythm.
She was on the Compound, and everything was exactly as it should be.
She stood up on shaking legs, making her way toward the large open window and breathing in the summer night air, thick with humidity a ... read full excerpt from: Crave ebook
