The storm clouds break above them, lightning illuminates the sky.
A kiss. Who knew one kiss could hold so much weight, could change a life so much.
Josh’s words play over and over in her mind, the sensation of his lips upon her.
New feelings, new sensations rock her. Warm feelings engulf her. As she dances in a sea of new beginnings.
He hides in the shadows as his prize is taken from him. His burning eyes follow her. Things haven’t gone according to plan, but he will bide his time. An unknown figure will help him achieve his goal. This time he will not fail, this time she will be his.
Josh’s body shields her from the unknown. Holding onto her for dear life as she slips away into her nightmares. Nightmares that have become reality.
Familiar faces, show themselves as strangers.
She wants him, he wants her but can they move on and make a life. Can he be honest with her? Can she bear her soul to him?
A kiss. Who knew one kiss could hold so much weight, could change a life so much.
Josh’s words play over and over in her mind, the sensation of his lips upon her.
New feelings, new sensations rock her. Warm feelings engulf her. As she dances in a sea of new beginnings.
He hides in the shadows as his prize is taken from him. His burning eyes follow her. Things haven’t gone according to plan, but he will bide his time. An unknown figure will help him achieve his goal. This time he will not fail, this time she will be his.
Josh’s body shields her from the unknown. Holding onto her for dear life as she slips away into her nightmares. Nightmares that have become reality.
Familiar faces, show themselves as strangers.
She wants him, he wants her but can they move on and make a life. Can he be honest with her? Can she bear her soul to him?
“I love you, Melanie.” His voice shadows the nightmare brimming on the edge of my consciousness.
The light of his blue orbs flashes in the darkness, the luminescent glow, breaks through the darkness of the red globes which burn through my soul. His feather-light touch heals the scars from the burning grips of torment.
“Melanie…”
I follow the sound of his voice. In the distance, a black figure appears. Squinting to get a better look, I feel his glowing, peaceful eyes look into mine.
“Josh?” I whisper, but the figure doesn’t move. With each step I take, the warmth of the figure sinks into the darkness.
“Josh!” I scream.
My cries do nothing to halt the stranger. I feel my legs move beneath me. I run with all the strength I have left in my body, reaching my hand to touch him. Only feet away now, I grab for him, calling his name once more before my body gives way. Falling to my knees, I feel a cold rush of air attack my face.
As I look up, I see the image before me. It doesn’t move; it doesn’t speak.
I blink, trying to adjust my eyes into focus. I am confused by the movement. With each silent breeze, the image changes, it shifts from left to right, its eyes firmly sealed by the fog.
Nicky Jayne was born and raised in England but now resides in Las Vegas with her Husband and two boys. When she is not writing, she has her nose firmly placed in a book. She released her first series in September 2013. The Embrace Series, Embracing Life and Embracing Love. You can visit her at https://www.facebook.com/pages/Nicky-Jayne/409522015823277?ref=hl
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