The Hanged Man: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Series (Daughter Of The Moon Book 2) by H.P. Mallory

Author:H.P. Mallory [Mallory, H.P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-04-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Two Days Later

I sighed as I hit send, and the next three chapters of my book were now on their way to Janice.

Leaning back in my chair, a refreshing sense of accomplishment flooded me, but it was quickly tempered by the ever-present worry that Janice wouldn’t like what I’d written. But that was probably just a built-in reaction that every writer suffered from. My worries and anxiety aside, I was happy with the set of chapters, and pleased with how the book was going as a whole. I still had another ten thousand words to write before I hit my goal, but those ten thousand words wouldn’t take me too much longer. The good news was that I was pretty sure I’d hit my due date, which would please Janice, I was sure.

Not that I was really depending on this book to be a success—I mean, financially speaking. Just as Luke had mentioned earlier—becoming a Daughter of the Moon meant that I no longer had any financial worries. And, true to his word, my bank account had been practically overflowing the last time I’d checked it. When I’d questioned Luke about potential issues with the IRS, he’d just laughed and assured me that taxes were also no longer something I needed to concern myself with. Although that baffled me, there were many more pressing matters for me to focus on.

One of those issues was the dream I’d had two nights ago—the one that featured the mysterious, and very sexy stranger. At first, I wanted to simply dismiss the dream as nothing more than another manifestation of my overactive imagination, but it continued to nag at me.

Come on, Kate, I said to myself. Not this again! It was just a dream—probably the result of all the stress you’ve been under lately.

Right. Just a dream. Brought on by stress.

What was more, the dream with the stranger had been very different from the one with The Empress—at least she’d provided me with a clue about finding The Hanged Man’s key. The sexy stranger, on the other hand, hadn’t offered me anything of value. All he’d left me with were questions and more questions. The other major difference between the two dreams was that The Empress had clearly represented one of the tarot cards—and there hadn’t been any tarot card that fit the stranger at all.

Right! Which only further proves the point that it was nothing but a meaningless, stupid dream from your subconscious mind.

But it felt so real! My interaction with the man had been just as authentic as it was with The Empress. So, that had to mean something, right?

No. And the sooner you realize it was never anything more than the silly machinations of your subconscious mind, the better off you’ll be.

Right.

My dream with the hot, mysterious guy wasn’t the only thing weighing on my mind. The stark absence of communication from Artemis kept interrupting my thoughts, as well. Before, it seemed like my aunt was constantly sending me posthumous letters, to the point where I’d found them beyond annoying.

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