When Winter Wind Wears Desert Boots

When Winter Wind Wears Desert Boots

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Working Title: When Lolita Meets Dr Frankenstein Daniel never truly remembered when he decided to write it all down. Or why. Was this to be his legacy, or simply a confession? Whatever it was, this was the only voice people would remember. For after his stroke, a manuscript is sent by his lawyer to his daughter to be read aloud by close friends and family, from beginning until end. His self-exposé takes them places they could never have possibly expected, as they unwillingly enter into his world of solitude and hear his desperate cry for intimacy. For Daniel's needs and desires lead him into the most dangerous territory of all... the Pandora's box unleashed by the unknown needs and desires of another human heart.
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Unable to resist any longer, I closed the distance, pressing my lips gently against his. Our pace was slow at first, but then he lost control, and his kiss became rougher, more urgent. He pulled me onto his lap, straddling him. "Has anyone touched you here before?" Blake broke the kiss, his voice impossibly low as he lightly brushed his thumb across my hardened nipple. Ripples of pleasure coursed through me, and my groin began to throb, my underwear soaked with desire. My breath hitched from his touch, and I shook my head. He let out a light growl and pinched my nipple harder. "Has anyone touched these before?" he repeated. I whimpered, "No... no one but you." Blake let out a deep growl and kissed me roughly again. I was consumed by him. I tore my lips from his to suck in a much-needed breath. I could feel his arousal straining against my leg, his breathing heavy. _______________________________________________________ My name is Elara Whittingham. I am seventeen and have magical abilities. That may sound amazing, but my life is anything but sunshine and rainbows. You see, my parents are wanted criminals. They seek power and magical items to enhance their power to take over the world. As for me, I'm their only child and a disgrace to them as I don't agree with them. I've refused to use my magic around them for them. And suffer the consequences. One day, I build up the courage to run away and meet someone who helps me get into a magic academy, where my life begins to look up. I make friends, create enemies, and fall in love. Professor Blake Wade. Not only did he save me, but he is everything I could ever want or need in life. Without him, I don't know what would have become of me. But my life's not that easy. What happens when my past begins to catch up to me? When my lies began to crumble? When the truth of my identity is finally revealed? Will everyone I love still accept me?

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