Angelique Armae by McNamara's Ghost

Author:McNamara's Ghost [AQ] (epub)
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-06-13T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

She invaded his dreams.

Visions of a raven-haired Fairy Witch danced in Hugh’s head. The beguiling beauty teased him, taunted him; she knew what he liked and she played him well.

He reached out to her and pulled her close to him. The soft feel of her silky skin against his chest sent heated tingles down his spine. He wanted her and now he’d have her.

In the open fields, under the blanket of night, he covered her body with his. The heady fragrance of wild lavender filled the air around them. He took a deep breath, and bent his head to her neck. His mouth explored her smooth flesh.

She stirred ever so slightly beneath him, and draped her arms about his neck. He reveled in the sensation of being so close to her.

A sudden, hot wind rose up from the night’s shadows and enveloped his body, pulling him away from his Fairy Witch. His skin burned. Flames of fire licked at his flesh. He struggled to free himself from the

wind’s grasp, but his movements only served to entangle him more. The sound of a tree cracking in two echoed the distance. Heavy, bent branches came flying toward him in the wind. His world faded to black...

Hugh woke on the instant.

Julia stirred his dreams. He needed to reach out to her; to know once and for all what had really transpired between her and Alex. He needed to know for his own sake.

But to converse openly and freely with Julia, Hugh had to appear in the flesh. He concentrated his energies and zoned in on Julia’s heart. He felt her soul. She slept in the far bedroom at the end of the upstairs hall.

In ethereal form he floated out of the house and up to the second-story balcony outside Julia’s bedroom.

He concentrated his energies into one mass and watched in amazement as flesh and blood returned to his hands. The temporary form was like a gift from the gods. Hugh rubbed his hands together just for the sake of feeling his own skin. The sensation thrilled him to no end. He was satisfied with his efforts. Even after all these years, he hadn’t lost his touch.

With his newly-attained form, Hugh gently pushed his fingers against the balcony doors. The tiny glass panes rattled in the quiet of night.

He crossed the threshold and entered Julia’s bedroom.

The fragrant perfume of freshly cut lavender filled his nostrils. He followed the scent across the room.

A large, four-poster bed sat in the center of the bedroom. Hugh ran his hand against the fine wood posts. Intricately carved stalks of lavender tied with ribbons decorated the bed. Even for a witch, thought Hugh, Julia was superstitious. He remembered her teaching him about the magical properties of lavender, and how the ancients used the herb to protect against evil. He remembered teasing her about such beliefs.

He remembered a lot of things about Julia.

He stood at the side of the bed and stared down at her. For centuries, he’d longed for this moment.

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