ZN enjoys creating heroines who are strong, intelligent and true to themselves. Alpha male heroes who are flawed, yet desired.
The dance floor was crowded, and everyone was singing along. I was so caught up in the music I didn’t notice Jackson.
“Your moves . . .” He began to sing in my ear.
The hairs on the back of my neck prickled.
He pressed his chest against my back and wrapped one arm around my stomach, bringing me closer.
Then we started swaying to his rhythm.
The firm touches of his hands and the closeness of our bodies were electric. I wanted to turn around to face him, but he held me firm, continuing to sing in my ear. When he spun me around, our chests slammed into one another. “You’re a great dancer,” he shouted, moving behind me.
“I love this song.”
“I could tell. The way your body was moving . . . it called to me.”
“You were admiring my dancing?” I laughed.
“Very much,” he said through my hair. “Though, I preferred the view.” He twirled me around, our faces inches apart.
“Be careful. We’re not alone,” I teased.
He leaned in and pressed his lips against my ear. “We can be.”
Everything I saw was unreal, until a disturbing question came to mind. “Was I dead?”
Suddenly, the flapping of wings and clashing of swords became louder as the ground shook. The sky lit up again, and I gasped at what looked to be hundreds of those things fighting in the distance.
A strong gust of wind blew by, and one painfully knocked me forward. I pushed myself up again, but was singed by red and yellow glowing rocks that surrounded me and hissed like lava.
As I glanced down, I saw blood dripping from my head as it flowed down my arm, making me aware of the pain that throbbed through my skull. I struggled to keep my eyes open, while the sound of battle grew riotous in the distance.
I blinked out the tears, my eyes fixated on two magnificent, human forms glowing close by. Something about them seemed real, but as the pain in my head grew more intense, I began to struggle for consciousness. When I called out for help, one heard me and turned its head.
My addled brain thought, “It couldn’t be?”
It looked like him from a distance, but his skin was different, brighter, and eerie in a way.
He swiftly appeared in front of me, and I panicked.