HauntedPassion
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Jeni sat in the window seat so long that at first she thought she’d fallen asleep and was dreaming again, but that wasn’t the case.
“What’s the matter, lass?” Garrick asked as he and Edward sat on either side of her, their arms drawing her close, the heat of their bodies seeping into her. She hadn’t realized how cold she’d been until just then.
“I thought you’d gone. That I had lost you.”
“No, my lady. An angel, or a witch, came to tell us that you have wished to stay.”
Edward pointed at the star that shone brightly in the sky. It winked at her again.
Turning to them with a smile, she said, “You can stay with me?”
“No, love,” they said at the same time with a shake of their heads. “You are staying with us.”
Edward and Garrick both reached down to take her hand. When Jeni looked at their hands clasped together, she gasped. They were transparent and growing more so with every passing second.
“Soon we will leave this time and once again be in our own.” Edward kissed her hand. “We were never murdered by a witch, love. We hired her to help us find you. We have dreamed of you, loved you, for as long as we can remember. Now it’s time we went back home. By reciting the spell, you have released us and now we can return to our time where we belong. Come, beloved, our people await.”
About the Author
Dear Reader:
If you’re reading this, I hope it means that you’ve just enjoyed reading one of my books. Always a romantic, I started weaving little fantasies for my friends at the tender age of fifteen. Never once did I think that writing would be my dream until about ten years ago. After complaining to my husband that my favorite authors didn’t write fast enough, my husband asked a fateful question. “Why don’t you write one of your own while you’re waiting?”
Once I started, he couldn’t stop me. Now I write in the morning before work. I write during my breaks at the day job. I write at night when I should be relaxing. Heck, I’ve even been known to write in my sleep. Every member of my family has had the dubious honor of witnessing my fingers moving over the keys while I’m off in dreamland. Sometimes it even makes sense!
I grew up in Southwest Florida where I met and married the love of my life. My husband was in the Navy for twenty years, so if you wonder where I have gotten some of my ideas, I blame him. I suggest you do the same. He’s always saying he has wide shoulders. Let’s load them up, shall we?
Currently, I live in a small town in Michigan, seven miles from the nearest grocery store. I love living out here in the country. It gives me the peace and quiet I need to continue to write these stories for you. It also shows me a lot of natural beauty that I try to share with you in my books. While my titles may be dedicated to certain individuals who have touched my life in differing ways, please remember, every one of them is written for you.
My most recent dream is to continue what I do, to share more stories with anyone willing to read them. My new dream is to be able to pursue both my writing and my husband fulltime. Do you think he’ll run?