NIGHT SPELL
Contents
My Captor.........................1
Winged Dreams.....................73
Bed Sport.........................149
Chapter One
Still tangled in ribbons of dreams, my consciousness fought to
focus. Surreal images rose to the surface. Powerful hands grabbing
my wrist. A handsome face. A strange scent and muscular
thighs. Were there ... sultans? Harems?
No. There weren't. Just dreams, I realized, breathing easier.
Dream images.
I squinted my eyes toward the alarm clock, but seeing nothing,
I gave up trying. Still too early.
I closed my eyes and snuggled back into my bed, sifting
through the dream memories, trying to remember. I dreamed ...
I'd been kidnapped. A Sultan wanted me, and a gorgeous mercenary
had stolen me. How exotic.
I vaguely remembered a story I'd heard on NPR about a
Romanian or Hungarian woman escaping after being kidnapped
and used as a sex slave. Marquis de Sade's Justine had
been kidnapped and did a stint in a basement with stinky
monks. The kidnapped Romanian from the radio had been kept
in a dingy hotel room filled ... read full excerpt from: Night Spell ebook
