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The Dream man of my Fantasies

Book By: jholmes
Romance



In the darkness of night, Jolene Conner, wakes from the horrible nightmares that she's experiencing. She sees a young woman, identical to herself, being murdered. The culprit maybe recognizable to the woman, but Jolene, herself, knows nothing of who this murderous stranger could be. The only relief she has is the pleasurable arrival of McFadden Ackerman. Even though she knows him in her dream, she knows nothing about his past. She may feel a strong attraction to him, but she's unsure of his intentions. Is he responsible for the woman's death? The answer to this question, could be her demise.


Submitted:Feb 8, 2014    Reads: 16    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


~~Prologue
The young woman rode her horse, along the top of the Scottish mountains of the McFadden property. She didn't see her doom lurking in the shadows, nor did she hear him when he sneaked upon her. Dismounting from her horse, she looked down at the beautiful blue ocean below, and she could see the ocean waves washing the sharp jutted rocks below. Her mind was troubled, she was two months pregnant, and she hadn't yet told McFadden of the baby.

Breathing in the fresh Scottish air, she gazed up at the beautiful azure sky. She instantly turned, when she heard a sound behind her, and nervously she looked over at her horse, who was chomping away at the green luscious grass that he pawed frustratingly at. Amusingly shaking her head, she turned back to the view. Again, she felt this unfamiliar tingling on the back of her neck, and turning around, she looked at her doomed. She smiled at the person behind her, feeling somewhat nervous by their presences, but carelessly shrugging that emotion away. She did not know the evil intentions that lurked in this individual's heart, nor did she know that this person had a pitch black hole where their heart should have been and that their brain was decayed from the reek of evil thoughts that were aimed directly at her. She had thought them to be her friend, but she was very much mistaken.

Turning back around she looked up at the beautiful sky, she said something to the person, and was puzzled when they didn't reply. Swiveling her head around, she was instantly caught off guard, when she felt the hard push from behind. She threw her arms up into the air, trying unsuccessfully to catch her balance, grabbing hold of nothing, and looking down on to the jutted rocks below; she saw her doom then and could nothing. She knew that it didn't matter if she screamed, nobody would hear her, except for the person pushing her. Yet, upon her reflects taking hold, she screamed out. The murderous individual, behind her, gave her one more push and closing her eyes she went over the cliff. As she crashed down to the sharp rocks below, she put her arms up to protect herself. She realized, though, that it was senseless and that she would feel great pain in the end. She hadn't imagined the great hatred that this person felt for her, and how that this hatred extend all the way to her death...

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