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It all started with a song.

Roxana Nights was late to another gig, thanks to her first love, and drummer. It’s been years since she left Jordan, but he won’t let her go. Then she hears a voice that pulls her under a spell and changes her whole world.

Trevor Malone just moved to Seattle with his band. Music is his only passion, until he lays eyes on Roxana. He’s never felt anything as strong as the pull to her. Now he needs to find a way to introduce her to his world.

There’s only one problem. A rival clan won’t rest until they’ve taken Trevor’s down. Unwilling to let old grudges die, they target Roxy. Trevor will do anything to keep her safe.

Roxy will find that the world she writes is closer to reality than she ever imagined. She’ll also learn that not all monsters are evil, though some are ruthless.

Will love stay strong when the past comes out? Can they survive the centuries old vendetta?

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She slipped past him, and onto the wings of the stage. Her gaze fell on Mr. Voice who was tall, dark and smokin’ hot. Holy shit, I want to lick him. Scuffed combat boots were laced up over black leather pants that clung to muscular thighs, and his black shirt molded to the most impressive set of abs she had ever seen. Roxy wanted to trace the ridges with her fingertips. He turned, his voice dropping low as his eyes locked on hers. His words enveloped her. “… you’re the only one.” Her heart paused a beat before slamming into her chest at a rapid pace. His full mouth lifted into a grin that spoke of confidence as he held her full attention. Entranced, she fell deep into his eyes and the world stopped. Until a drumstick hit him in the head. He looked over his shoulder and shrugged sheepishly at his drummer before turning back to launch into the next verse. Mikey gently shook her shoulder. “Hey, Rox, come on. We have to warm up.” Her head bobbed in a nod at her brother, but she didn't look over. She muttered, “Yeah, give me a minute,” or longer. As if he heard, Mr. Voice glanced over and winked at her before the next song started. “Blinded by beauty, falling at first sight, head over heels…” There was raw passion in his voice, and she couldn't help wishing he was singing about her.

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My name is Brandy L Rivers. I’m a wife and mother of three with an overactive imagination. I’ve been obsessed with monsters and magic for pretty much ever. I decided to write the stories that keep me awake at night.

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Her room was on the third floor. It provided a balcony that overlooked the pool below and the warm, aqua ocean beyond. Samantha opened the sliding glass door and walked onto the balcony. A tiny, white metal table and two folding chairs were placed close to the rail and a lush broad-leaved plant grew in a massive terracotta pot next to the door.

She hung over the rail and took in the scene below. Bronzed people lay stretched out on the gaudy loungers that the hotel provided. A few striped sun umbrellas flapped in the soft breeze. Even from her vantage point on the third floor, the distinctive smell of coconut oil, and other exotic suntan lotions wafted by. The atmosphere was warm, exciting, and pungent with promise.

Samantha turned to go back into her room and saw him. About a meter away on the balcony for the adjacent room, a man stood silently staring down at the pool. Samantha took in his gorgeous profile, his dark hair, falling attractively over his forehead, his perfect nose and jaw, his muscular body shown off perfectly in his low riding shorts. He had a Celtic design tattoo on the top of his arm. It looked incredibly sexy, a short sleeve of swirling ink on his muscular arm.

She paused to stare at him.

He looked her way.

She saw his eyes were dark blue.

He held her stare and something passed between them, a silent appraisal of each other.

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