Sunday, March 15, 2015

Nightmares and Dreams


Nightmares of being raped as a teenager have haunted Christy for years. She’s tried to run and hide from them to no avail. Over the years pain has taken its toll, until she finally has enough and moves back to her hometown of Moneta, Vir
ginia to be with the woman she loves. After being away for six years, facing her fears and being in Heather’s arms again gives her hope for a normal life. Once she realizes that running away doesn’t really solve everything, Christy deals with the mental fears as well, seeking professional help. Everything begins to fall into place. Christy is with Heather and doing what she loves most, teaching. Christy has reasons to smile again…until a horrendous hate crime is committed which specifically targets homosexuals. The roller coaster ride that Christy and Heather will unwillingly have to experience will be like nothing they have ever encountered before. Men, who are nothing short of monsters continue their rage by kidnapping Christy and taking her off into the hills. Being held captive in an old hunting cabin, her earlier nightmares dwindle in comparison to what she has to endure. Christy is faced with a life or death situation. With her fears becoming reality, can Christy overcome the odds stacked against her, or will the monsters kill her before she can return to Heather’s loving embrace?

Heather smiled at Christy as she sipped her coffee. Christy looked toward the door when an angry, scruffy looking man walked in. He stood about six feet tall, unshaven and wearing what appeared to be hunting clothes. To Christy, he looked somewhat intimidating. She watched him look around as if he was looking for someone. Tracy walked out from the kitchen, holding a pot of coffee and looked surprised when she saw him standing there. The look on her face told a lot about the situation as fear fell over her pretty face. She placed the coffee pot onto the burner and tried to mask her feelings with a smile. Not being able to hear their conversation, Christy could tell the man was saying something to her that was making her uncomfortable. Being very curious, Christy continued to watch and Heather noticed that her attention had been diverted from her.
“What are you looking at?” Heather asked Christy.
“I think Tracy's husband just came in, and he looks pissed about something.”
Heather turned around just enough to see who Christy was talking about and tried not to be obvious. Seeing the worry, fear and embarrassment on Tracy's face and the anger on his, Christy felt sorry for the poor girl. She noticed that his fist was clenched and his face was red, and Tracy looked at the floor, trying not to cry. Christy saw other customers closer to them watched as well, and it seemed that the entire place had gotten extremely quiet.
A man walked around from the back of the counter, probably the manager, and said something to the angry man. After a few words Tracy's husband, or whoever he was, turned away and stomped out the front door. As he turned, it seemed he looked directly at Christy and a feeling of pure hatred and anger radiated from him. Christy felt fear for Tracy, and was worried about her.
The man stomped out and walked to his truck, cussing by the way he looked. He got in his truck and slammed his door. Christy watched him for a minute and saw him slamming his fist on the steering wheel and yelling.
As he backed out and spun his wheels leaving the parking lot, Christy looked at Heather and said, “I haven't met him yet and don't need to, to see that he's not a nice guy. I don't have a good feeling about him at all. Did you see how he made Tracy feel?”
“Oh, yeah, I saw, and I really feel for her. Coming in here like that and embarrassing her in front of everyone where she works. There's no excuse for that kind of  behavior. 

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Dark Moments and Silver Linings


Tracy had moved to Provincetown with Christy and Heather to start a new life for herself. She lived in a new town, away from all of the nightmares of her past, or so she thought. She painfully realized that running away from her past w
ould not free her from it. Because of her nightmares and fears and a strong suggestion from her therapist, she had to return home to Moneta, Virginia.
Once home, and with the help of Brad Washburn, she had to deal with more than her fears. She had to face and deal with her feelings for Brad, the man who had saved her life two years ago. Having become close friends, both Tracy and Brad had begun to have deep feelings for one another, but never revealed them. With her staying with him under his roof for the two weeks she was home, all of that changed.
Passion rose and love flew as their time together became hotter than a furnace. Can Tracy fight her fears and demons and handle her feelings for the man who saved her from death? Can she deal with the consequences of their lust and love? Will Brad be there for her until the end or will he be like her insecurities want her to believe? Will there be more dark moments or will
there be silver linings?


Before leaving the room, he put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, remembering that Tracy was probably home. She was very quiet, though, and he wondered what she was doing. He had forgotten that she would be cooking dinner until he opened the door and the aromas from the kitchen wafted through the hallway, filling his nostrils. He was grateful for what he smelled and smiled as he walked toward the kitchen. As he turned the corner to go into the kitchen, he was going to say something but stopped dead in his tracks. What he saw in front of him made his heart skip a beat.
Tracy had her back to him, so she didn’t know that he was standing there and watching her, but damn did she look amazing. She stood in front of the oven stirring something, softly swaying her hips to the soft music that she had playing on a small radio on the counter. She was wearing a short purple dress that not only went barely past her butt cheeks, but it clung to her figure as if she’d had someone spray paint it on her. Her hair was hanging down loosely down her back, and she was wearing lavender heels.
Brad leaned against the door frame, admiring everything that he felt he was being blessed to see, but he had to keep himself in check. First and foremost he had to be respectful, and secondly, he didn’t need another episode like he had in the shower. After watching her slowly move around for a couple minutes without noticing him, he decided to make his presence known by complimenting her on how great everything smelled.
“Oh my goodness, it smells wonderful in here!”
Tracy turned and smiled at him, and he could tell that even though she didn’t need it, she had even put on makeup for him.perfume over the aroma of the sauce, but it stirred something inside of him that made him want her even more than he already did. Thankfully, the sound of the microwave beeping broke the spell she had on him, and he was able to look away.

“I hope you don’t mind me saying, but you look amazing tonight,” he told her as he sipped his coffee. “I actually feel underdressed for this occasion.”
She smiled back at him and said, “Thank you, and you look great just how you are. I just felt like dressing up a little, is all. You don’t mind, do you?”
Brad chuckled and commented, “No, I certainly don’t mind at all.”
“Dinner will be ready in about an hour. I still have to make the garlic bread and cook the pasta. Are you hungry?”
“I am, but I can wait. There’s no rush. Are you sure you don’t need some help?”
“I’m sure,” she said. “I like to cook.”
“Okay then, I’ll just sit here and admi—I mean, watch you,” he said, and he blushed when he caught his slip. He kicked himself mentally for such a mistake, not wanting her to think less of him in any way.
Tracy didn’t say anything, so he didn’t know if she caught that or not, but he couldn’t see her face, so he couldn’t read her reaction. What he wasn’t able to see was a huge smile on her face. She had caught what he almost said and his words made her feel incredible inside.

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JamieLynn Boothe is from the south and will always be a southerner at heart. He currently lives in Connecticut. He loves art, cooking, cats, reading and writing, movies and listening to music and enjoys spending time with friends. He is a published author with Beau Coup Publishing and currently has several novels in the works. JamieLynn is currently single.

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