Irresistible magic in a tempting body.
Callie's body is the perfect hiding place for the magic of the fairy realm. Malia is the perfect guard for her body against the demons determined to have the magic for themselves. Malia can't resist the magic—it calls to her—and Callie's body is as close as she can get to it. Surprised to find the body so welcoming, Malia refuses to give it up once she has it.
Is their attraction enough to break the rules of the fairy realm?
General Release Date: 9th April 2012
Callie ran through the hospital, her beeper vibrating on her hip and her name being called out through the PA system.
“Dr West to the ER. Dr West to the ER.”
She loved her job. Loved every hectic moment of saving people’s lives and tonight was no different. Her heart was pumping and her skin was tingling with anticipation. She would look into the patient’s face and say, ‘Everything is going to be okay’, no matter what she walked in to find. She had no idea what she was racing towards now—could be a car crash victim, a gunshot wound, even a heart attack. It didn’t matter what she found when she pushed through the doors to the emergency room. She was confident she would save the life on the table. Only once in her short career had she failed, and she didn’t plan on making it twice anytime soon.
She scrubbed and gloved up, then pushed into the operating room as a nurse recited the patient’s condition.
“Female, about twenty-nine years old, no identification, found semi-conscious on the side of the highway about twenty minutes ago covered in wounds. Looks like she was cut up with a knife or attacked by some kind of animal. Vital signs are erratic. Large wound in chest is the biggest concern.”
“Is she conscious now?”
“She came around in the ambulance. Kept talking about someone named Damius but couldn’t answer any questions.”
Callie had begun to formulate a plan of action before she’d even seen the woman. Looking at her now, she hoped she was good enough to pull it off. The patient didn’t look good—her chest had a hole the size of a softball in it, and there were cuts and scratches covering every inch Callie could see. Something truly horrifying had happened to this poor woman. Callie centred herself and ignored the emotion of the situation.
“Let’s get started,” she said with determination.
Forty minutes later she knew it was over, knew the woman was lost. Her wounds had been too extensive. Callie reached down and laid a hand on the woman’s arm as she called the time of death. Removing her mask, she took a deep breath. Her lungs spasmed, her throat closed and she began to cough. She couldn’t stop, couldn’t catch her breath. She stumbled from the operating room and collapsed in the bathroom, hacking over the sink until she puked.
She felt better then, and sank down on the floor to gather her nerves before she went back out.
Her superior, Dr Jefferson, sent her home after that, thankfully. She had already worked eight hours, anyway, and she needed to rest. It had been a long week and she had the following day off. She planned to sleep until noon, then spend the rest of the day being lazy and unproductive. Perhaps she would take herself out to dinner or something. She deserved it.
Callie went straight to the shower when she got home, as always. She had to wash off the smell of the hospital, whether it had been a good day or not. Standing under the hot spray, she felt her body relax. She closed her eyes and leaned against the wall.
It would be so easy to fall asleep right here.
After quickly washing her short red hair, she got out and dried off before falling, naked, into bed. The clock said midnight and her last thought before sleep was that she never seemed to be able to get into bed even a minute sooner than that.
Her dreams were nightmares, full of blood and darkness and pain, so much pain. She woke up screaming, shaking, her body covered in sweat. She looked at the bedside clock and rubbed her eyes, disbelieving.
“That’s not possible.”
She lay down and closed her eyes. Memories of the dreams suffocated her. Searing pain and pressing darkness. She opened her eyes, confused to find the sun shining brightly down on her through the open blinds of her bedroom window. She didn’t feel rested, but she was afraid to try to sleep again. She felt as if she’d been run over, and those dreams—they had been so intense. She had never experienced anything like them before.
Word Count: 16,654
Book Length: NOVELLA
Genres: EROTIC ROMANCE
FANTASY AND FAIRYTALES
I read, write and soak up the sun…well, as much as possible in the cold north of Idaho. I live with my beautiful daughter and fat cat. I write for the pleasure it brings me and hope that it will bring as much pleasure to whoever reads it.