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A dreamcaster with the ability to channel creatures from her nightmares, headstrong and cynical Kalila Montgomery longs for a peaceful, picket-fence life… until the man literally of her dreams kidnaps her. Survival quickly becomes her number one goal, yet a growing attraction to the man in her nightmares is impossible to ignore. While she fears he will kill her, other, more terrifying enemies surround her, and Kalila succumbs to his scheme to escape. She may be his one hope for freedom…
A deadly combination of power, cunning, and cold-hearted charm, Lydon v’al Endrian fears nothing. Feels nothing. Chained to a brotherhood of men with the supernatural ability to invade dreams, he hunts dreamcasters to be harvested for their dreams and killed. His target: Kalila Montgomery. But Kalila awakens an undeniable dark desire and a longing for a freedom long-lost.
To gain everything he craves, Lydon must seduce Kalila before his plot is discovered… a hopeless challenge which, if failed, will earn him a death-sentence. Caught up in a dangerous world of secrets and obsession, doubt and betrayal, Kalila and Lydon face the nightmare of their lives, where love will either deliver them—or destroy them both.
Lydon went still. A growl rumbled, deep, animalistic. He spun her around, into his arms.
She gasped, the chill in his glare blasting her heart with frost.
“My life is yours. Forever. I’m only, always yours. I might have said I’d take you in any way you’d have me, but I rescind my statement.” He leaned so close his nose brushed hers. “I’m not one for noble sacrifices. I want you, Lils, and I won’t accept anything less than everything you have, match or not.”
With force on the verge of violence, he dragged her up and crushed her to his chest. His mouth captured hers in a ferocious kiss.
Her feet dangled helpless above the ground and the air left her lungs in a whoosh, but she didn’t care. She drowned in Lydon, the strength of his arms and midnight storm scent, the faint peppermint spice of his tongue. This is how I’d choose to die.
Lydon made a smooth leap and her hair whipped against her face. He drove her back against a wall with a bang. A violet vase fell to shatter on the sepia stones of the floor.
Pinned by the long length of his body, Kalila wound her arms around his neck and fisted his shirt. Her legs wrapped around his waist of their own accord and she moaned into his mouth. Not even practicality could drown the sudden desperation to take what she could to savor in the empty lifetime ahead. What further harm could befall her numb heart?
The weightlessness of flying took her again. This time, she landed on the softness of what felt to be a mattress. She opened her eyes. Lydon leaned over her, his arms on each side of her shoulders, supporting his weight.
“Say it.” His mouth hovered above hers, tantalizing. “Say I’m yours.” His thumb brushed the curve of her breast in a gentle caress, zipping a shiver through her body. “Say you want me.” He pressed his lips against the sensitive spot beneath her ear. “Always, only me.”
C. J. Burright was born and raised in Oregon and loved it so much she never left. While she has worked for years in a law office, she chooses to avoid writing legal thrillers and instead leans toward urban fantasy, paranormal romance, or–since all things medieval and magic fascinate her–fantasy romance. A member of Romance Writers of America and Secretary for the Fantasy, Futuristic & Paranormal special interest chapter, C. J. also has her 4th Dan Black Belt in Tae Kwon Do and believes stories should always include a gratuitous fight scene. In what spare time she has, she enjoys working out, reading, gardening, and rooting on the Seattle Mariners with a nice glass of wine. She shares a house with her husband, daughter, and a devoted herd of cats. C. J. is represented by Brittany Booker of The Booker Albert Literary Agency.