Her long blonde hair tickled his face. He rolled over and groaned. Her slender fingers on his bare chest excited him. Enticed him. But she wasn’t trying to. She was desperate. Desperate for him. Desperate to touch him. Was she real or a figment of Deacon Justice’s imagination? She felt pretty damn real right now. Her voice was soft and sweet as she spoke to him. He didn’t know who she was but she had been invading his dreams for months now. Preventing him from sleeping at night. Waking him with calls for help. He didn’t understand what she needed from him. Selene Darsi knew him. Through time, again and again she recognized his soul. She had loved him. She needed his help. She invaded his dreams, reaching out to him. If only he would recognize her. Help her before it was too late. They were forever joined. Never had found the happiness they deserved. This time needed to be different. This time they would have forever. Some adult situations. Not for anyone below 18 years of age.
I'm a small town girl who in early 2000 moved to New Jersey. I had been writing for years. I have so many manuscripts I started and never finished I don't know what to do with them all. I happened to be stuck at the Philadelphia airport with an editor from a publishing house in New York. She read one of my first manuscripts and offered me advise on how to improve it. I lost touch with her with my career in IT taking over. In 2013 I lost my job in IT after ten years with the same company. Found another, lost it again in 2014 due to cutbacks. During this downtime I started writing again and decided to explore Self-Publishing. I love living out the lives of my characters on paper. I love reading other author's works as well. There is nothing like getting lost inside someone's fantasy just for a little while because life sure isn't easy. You can forget your troubles inside the pages of a book.