For the Love of Her Dragon (29 page)

The
words echoed in his mind as he made his way through the mansion in search of
John. If his instincts were right, this was the break they had been waiting six
fucking
months for, and he was not wasting one more
damn
day
sitting on his ass.

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The
concrete beneath her back was hard, damp, and cold. The iron shackles that were
locked around her wrists and ankles burned along with the chain that weighed
heavily across her chest, stomach, and thighs. As long as she didn’t move too
much, the chain stayed on what was left of her clothing and she avoided further
injury. It had been at least a day since her captors had made an appearance,
and she was so dehydrated that her lips cracked with the slightest movement.
Even when they did appear, they only fed her two or three crackers and a piece
of cheese, followed by warm water that tasted like a plastic bottle. Hunger and
thirst had become her constant companions.

Opening
her eyes and seeing nothing more than she did with them closed because of the complete
darkness, she let them slide shut and prayed for the millionth time to the
Goddess. She had tried to count days and it was difficult with the light
depravation, but she was pretty sure she had been locked away for about six
months, give or take a week or two. All thoughts of rescue had left her a long
time ago, her prayers had turned dark, and all she wished for was a quick
death.

As
she finished her plea to her Maker, the sound of the key in the lock of the
large iron door signaled the arrival of her captors. She knew there were always
two by the sound of their heartbeats and that one was a woman by the smell of
her perfume, but only one ever spoke, and it was always the man. The creak of
the heavy door and six footsteps on the concrete floor and then the voice that
she would never forget sounded. “Good evening
Calysta
,
how are you this fine evening?”

ABOUT
THE AUTHOR

I am a sarcastic, sometimes foul-mouthed, and
not afraid to drink a beer, always southern woman, with 2 of the most amazing
daughters in the world.

I have a voracious appetite for reading and
decided it was time to write the stories running through my brain.

I read my first book, Dr.
Suess
'
Cat in The Hat, by myself at 4 and was hooked.

I believe a good book along with shoes, makeup and purses
will never let a girl down and that all the heroes of all the books I have
ever read or will ever write pale in comparison to my daddy! I am a sucker for
a happy ending and love some hot sweaty sex with a healthy dose of romance in
my books.

I am still working on my story but you better believe it will
contain all of the above with as much SPICE as I can work into it. MUCH LOVE!
BIG HUGS!