They say that dreams can come true, but as a dreamwalker,
Devlin had yet to experience anything but nightmares. Then again, the druid had
been held by sadistic vampires and dark mages for twenty years, forced to do
their bidding. Newly escaped, he stumbles upon a dreamrealm where he can’t
resist a little werewolf.
Jamie just wants someone to call her own. She feels like
she’s been waiting for an awfully long time, when a man who teases her memory
begins to visit her while she’s dreaming. From the moment she feels his
turmoil, she’s drawn in, wanting nothing more than to heal his broken soul.
Before Devlin can decide what to do, he has to make a trip
to Edenton. His first goal is to make sure someone who can’t remember him is
safe and happy. The little werewolf of his dreams happens to live there, and
she’s even more irresistible in real life.
When you’ve been taught all your life to run, what will make
you change? Can Jamie convince her mate to stay and fight? Will he risk
everything to have what he needs? Or run to save them all?
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EXCERPT
The moon shone bright
over a crystal clear lake. Thousands of stars were reflected, like floating
diamonds sparkling. The breeze blew gently through red cedar, pine, and maple.
The clean mountain air reminded him of camping with his family when he was a
boy.
It had been so long
since he had the liberty, and desire, to enjoy nature. The water called to
Devlin. Carefully, without a sound, he pulled the clothes from his body and
placed them on the stump beside him.
With a slow breath, he
walked into the gentle ripples, creating larger crests of his own. Warm water
greeted him. He dove under, swimming deeper.
A splash caught
Devlin’s attention. He broke the surface to find nothing, and no one. Closing
his eyes, he reached out with his senses. A lone werewolf was close.
Panic flared through
him, and he started for the shore, but a woman surfaced before him. A slow
smile spread on her face when he flailed back, splashing her in his surprise.
“Your heart’s
pounding.” Amusement sparkled in her pale blue topaz eyes as she placed one
small hand over his chest. Warmth washed through him offering a calm he
couldn’t remember ever feeling.
Yet, he was terrified
the Dales were tracking him. A dream, nothing more than a dream. They can’t
find me, he reminded himself.
“You startled me,”
Devlin replied.
“Hmm.” Her foot brushed
against his calf, sending a shiver through his entire body. She tapped her
finger to her chin. “You remind me of someone, but I can’t figure out who.”
Intrigued, and
certainly heading toward aroused, he asked, “What makes you say that?”
One corner of her
shiny pink mouth lifted impishly. “Don’t know, but you do.” Her voice had taken
on a husky purr which effectively made his blood pump faster.
A dream, just a dream,
he told himself. Then he did something bold, something he hadn’t done in so
long he was sure he’d fail, even in a fantasy. “What’s a sweet little wolf like
you doing out here all alone?”
Her giggle was melodic
as her already dazzling eyes lit up. “Looking for love in all the wrong
places.”
As if on cue, his
resistance broke. Her tiny waist fit perfectly in his hands, her hips flared in
a way that made him groan. Devlin propelled them closer to the shore, until his
feet touched bottom.
Before he could make
his move, her legs locked around his hips and her fingers caressed up his
shoulder and neck to delve into his hair. She grazed her lips over his. Afraid
to take things too far, he slid his hands up her back, pressing her full
breasts against his chest.
Needing more of her
taste, he deepened their kiss. Devlin felt more alive than he could remember. A
dream, just a blasted dream, his brain
chimed in. The knowledge didn’t stop him from sweeping his tongue into her
mouth when she opened to him.
Her body undulated in
tune with his, and her heated core slid against his hardened length. The urge to
bury himself in her was too much.
Pulling back, he
panted, “Your name? Need your name, Precious.”
“Precious?” She licked
her lips as she stared back at him with something like awe in her big blue
eyes.
He tipped his forehead
to hers and breathed in her wild but seductive scent. “You’ve set me free of my
old life. You’ve given me something to look forward to.” He didn’t know where
the words came from, but he didn’t dare take them back. They felt right.
“Jamie Abrams. You
better come to me.” There was a command hidden in her sweet sassy voice, one he
truly wanted to obey. “I’ll be waiting.”
He nodded, rolling her
name through his head like a fine wine over his tongue.
***
Brandy L Rivers is the author of the Others of Edenton
Series. There are more Others of Edenton in the works. She is also working on
the first couple books in the Others of Seattle series.
As an avid reader, Brandy has always loved writing. She
became serious about it as a stay-at-home-mother. She has a file full of
manuscripts she plans to edit and put out there eventually.
She lives in Western Washington with her husband and three
kids, where she is already working on the future stories in the series.
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