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A teaser.

Ok, so I’m teasing you all…

This is something I started to work on a back In January, and now, I’m going to turn it into an actual story. However, I’m a panster. I don’t plot. I sat down, I wrote, this is what I got. Now, it’s been sitting for so long, I’m not sure what I had planned for it. . . BUT I do have an idea…just not sure if it’s the best Idea. So take a look, and tell me, what do you think is going on here?

Is the Guy a Ghost? Someone form another time? or Plane of Existence?
Shout out your ideas, anad if you come up with one that’s better then the one I have planned, and I use it. You win the Paranormal Amber Pax collection it will be publsihed with in January.

Unedited excerpt:

I knelt reverently in front of the carved wooden box I’d pulled from the corner of my closet. A tinge of shame echoed in my heart as I realized how long it had been since I’d laid hands on the small chest. How long I’d been denying who,what, I truly am.

My fingertips traveled gingerly over the carved symbols on the lid and a shiver danced through my body. Quickly, before any doubts could seep into my heart, I lifted the lid of the box and reached for what I needed. Everything was just as I’d left it. Soon I was sitting cross-legged in the middle of my bedroom floor, surrounded by 4 candles, each a different color. Directly in front of me was a gold coin, a flat stone, and a copper penny; all engraved with ancient Romani symbols.

Ignoring the slight trembling in my stomach, I closed my eyes and concentrated. It came easily, as if the time it had sat inside of me, unused, had only made it stronger, more eager to do my bidding. I knew this was an illusion though. Power weakens when ignored, it doesn’t rest and regenerate. As if to prove this fact, once I’d flicked my mind out to the candles surrounding me and lit them, the energy flowing through my veins weakened to a slow pulse, drained.

Without opening my eyes I reached for the gold coin with my left hand and the flat stone with my right. The amulets grew warm in my grasp and I felt the power of my ancestry surge through me. Bracing myself, I summoned the image from my dreams.

He was tall, at least 6’3, and solid. Dark hair swept back from rough hewn features and bared dark eyes and full lips to my view. The lift of his head told me of his pride, his arrogance. But it did little to detract from the magnificence of him. His nakedness hid nothing from my view and I felt my blood heat at the sight of his golden skin stretched taut over firm muscles. The glinting silver hoops that pierced his nipples shimmered in the air. There had to be some significance to them, but I didn’t know exactly what it was so I filed the fact away for later research.

I studied the image in front of me. The one that had been haunting my dreams for weeks. I had thought it was just my repressed libido manifesting him in my dreams. The fact that I awoke each morning from dreams of him, wet between the thighs, but sated and heavy as only a well fucked woman can be, should’ve warned me that there was more to him than the cloudy existence of dream figures. But it had taken him appearing to me, in front of my desk at work that afternoon, while I was wide awake to make me accept that fact.

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16 Comments

  1. Sela

    I think it’s someone from another time who has been trapped in another plane. He has power of his own, but needs someone who currently exists in a physical realm to help him get back to where he needs to be. He has a task left undone…

    That’s all I’ve got!

  3. Paula

    OKay its early in the morning and after fitful night’s sleep the first thing that pops into my head is that he is a pirate from the past. As Sela said he has some power of his own. Maybe his ship was attacked by another band of pirstes and his power locked him safely in another plane so he would not die with the rest of his crew. However, the only porblem now is getting back. He can’t seem to return to his own time but keeps popping briefly into her time. He feels her power and thinks that maybe she can help him escape his "safe" prison. Ack! Dreaming of Johnny Depp now. DROOL! :crazy:

  6. Amber

    Definitely got "Demon" written all over him. She has powers ("denied what I truly am") but they are supposed to be used for good, not dark. Yet, she’s drawn to this guy despite the fact she shouldn’t be fooling around with such things.

    Maybe when they consummate their lust, he falls in love with her and she tries to bring him around to the Light instead of his being a slave to Darker Powers. You know, a whole Good vs. Evil thing with lots o’ fucking. Heh!

  8. Sasha

    Wow, Great ideas here! Y’all are makign me smile!

    Jordan, I was wondering if anyone would pick up on the gypsy angle! LOL I have a quote from a poen to go at the top, but I didn’t include it here as it would give away to much!

    I will say that he isn’t a Gypsy King though. 😉

  10. April

    I loved your excerpt. What comes to mind to me is that this is a shade or shadow walker. Someone who lives in dreams and shadows until the person he or she desires comes to realize that he is real. The more she realizes he is real..the more real he becomes. But only by winning her love can he remain real. I would think the objects and candles help her to focus and that magic might run in her blood line helping to have brought the shade/shadow walker’s attention to her in the first place.
    This is just my take on what I think would be an interesting story but I like everyone else’s suggestions also.

  13. Eve

    I’m going with the pirate because now I have visions of Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom. Whoever or whatever he is, it looks like a great read. Oh, take note – I’ve changed websites.

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