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The Incubus' Snare
READING AGE 18+
Tyranny Hovey
Romance
ABSTRACT
As I laid there waiting for sleep to take me, my eyes adjusted and with the light of the moon I could make out shapes in the room. I was startled as my eyes drifted they landed on a human shaped shadow again by the bathroom door. Seriously? No more creepy shows for me. Sighing I started to roll over. Only to find that I couldn’t move.
Frantic I again tried to roll. Nothing happened. I tried to sit up. Still nothing. My phone. I needed to get my phone. Scared now, I tried to reach my phone. My arms wouldn’t move. My breathing was getting rapid. The only thing that would move is my eyes. Oh God. Why can’t I move?
From the corner of my eye, I saw it. The shadow moved from the doorframe towards me. It was an ambiguous huge male human shape with a hat on its head. There wasn’t enough light for me to see. Once it reached the bed, it stopped. Less than a foot from me and I couldn’t make out any details. Just the outline. My heart was racing, and my breathing was ragged.
Male knuckles traced my jaw from my ear to my chin. The touch was gentle. Intimate even. A husky, seductive chuckle filled the air that still smelt of the candle. “I know what you need little gazelle.”
The shadow shimmered. Now I could see the details. He was at least six foot two. Dark skin, bald head, and wearing jeans that clung to his muscled legs. An unbuttoned dark purple shirt displayed his taunt chest. The moonlight showed his beautiful smile as he leaned towards me. I tried to speak, but nothing came out. “Shhh. I’m going to make it all better.”
Terror seized me. What was he going to do to me? Why couldn’t I move? My eyes pleaded with him not to hurt me. He seemed to sense my panic. A big warm hand gently cupped my cheek. He stared down at me, his expression puzzled. This close I could finally see his eyes. Purples and blue swirled in lazy circles on a black backdrop, resembling galaxies flying through the universe. “I’m not going to do anything you don’t want me to.”
Vivienne needed a get away from the stress of her life. Having heard her best friend sing the praises of Helen, GA. she decided to spend a week in cute cabin and decompress. Instead her dreams are invaded by a mysterious sensual man with swirling purple eyes. Soon she wonders if he’s more than just the man of her dreams.