Relative Dreams

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Relative Dreams, May 2006 Forbidden Publications Genre: Suspense/Paranormal Heat Index: Carnal Format: eBook Elizabeth Bathory died in the 17th century. Walled up in her room, she cast her spell and waited. Elizabeth Shelton is haunted by dreams of death and torture. All her life she has shrugged them off, but now they seem haunted by more.

Something is happening to her, and she has no idea how to fight it. So she turns to the one man who will be her only salvation.

Dr. Ethan Richards deals in the world of dreams. But Elizabeth's story is something more. When a ghost from his own bloodline comes to him, he discovers a world that becomes more deadly every day. He loves Elizabeth and will stop at nothing to save her and what they have found together.

Fate is a fickle creature, and as these two lovers come together, something lurks. The Bloody Countess is back and she wants the beautiful Elizabeth. She wants to live again, and she wants Ethan
 

  Reviews

An absolutely fantastic read, full of great visuals, creepy elements, and great action. Emery LaRue is one author I'll be looking out for in the future.
~Cocktail Reviews 5 Flutes

Relative Dreams is a wonderfully suspenseful tale that will leave you on the edge with anticipation over what happens next in the story!
- Love Romances and More

Ms. LaRue has crafted  a story that kept me  on the edge of my chair in suspense. This  is one of the first books where I had  to actually had to force  myself to slow down and read.  I look  forward to more  from Emery LaRue.
- Enchanted Ramblings

Relative Dreams is a suspenseful, action-packed, paranormal delight and I highly recommend reading it.
-Two Lips Review

Emery LaRue does an excellent job of interweaving the paranormal aspects with the history and the romance.
- Joyfully Reviewed

Ms. LaRue did a nice job of constructing the story to steadily building a readers anticipation from beginning to end. The flow of the narrative and dialogue made this an enjoyable and fast read for me.
- Coffeetime Romance

 

  Excerpt

Ethan fell into a deep sleep, without even knowing he was sleeping. When he opened his eyes, he stood on a hillside, below him, a town. He narrowed his eyes. It looked more like a village. He turned to face up the hill, and his eyes widened.

He was looking at an honest to goodness, seventeenth century castle. He had studied enough on that century when he pulled the bloody Countess story.

Walls of stone and it looked intimidating. He knew he was dreaming. Elizabeth Shelton had opened his own subconscious.

He walked up the hill toward the castle. Once he reached the top, the land leveled out and he glanced around, wondering where he should go next.

"Hello, Ethan."

Ethan spun around with a shouted, "Holy Hell!"

A young woman stood before him. Her long brown hair rested across her shoulders, and she could be no more than fifteen.

"You scared the life out of me." He took deep breaths, trying to control his pounding heart. "Can someone die in a dream?"

"You have many years yet." Her smile was kind and her chocolate eyes held the knowledge of a woman far older than the girl before him. "At least that's the plan, and yes, Ethan. Someone can assuredly die in a dream."

"I know I'm dreaming, but I have to know. Who are you?" he studied her, and noticed she carried a strong resemblance to his grandmother.

"I am Mary, and I work and live here in the castle." Her smile faded. "Walk with me, Ethan."

He followed her at a slow pace. They walked along the castle's outer walls. Mary led him to a bench along the north side.

"This all seems so real," he said as he sat beside her. "It's like I'm actually here, not dreaming any of it."

"That is something to explain later, Ethan. For now, you must listen to me." She glanced around as if she were searching out a spy. "Do not take Elizabeth's words lightly. She is in great danger."

"What?"

"I know how this may seem, but you must help her."

"Help her how?" he stood and paced. "Medication? Therapy?"

"Don't be such a doctor, Ethan."

He paused to stare at her. Only one woman had ever said that to him, and she said it frequently. Lily Richards, his grandmother, said it every time he talked to her.

"Who are you, really? What the hell is going on here?"

"Things are not always what they seem, Ethan. You are the one who can help her battle this demon."

"I am losing my mind."

Mary stood suddenly, her eyes searching the high walls of the castle. Ethan followed her gaze, and a shiver of fear slid down his spine. A woman in white looked down upon them, her gown billowing behind her. She looked almost like a poetic romance dream, until she smiled.

"I must go now, Ethan." Mary hurried to him and took his hand. "Do not be fooled by her beauty. She is pure evil."

"Who is she?"

"That, Ethan, is the demon itself." She pressed something into his hand. "It will keep you safe. Run away now, Ethan. Wake, and remember me. I will see you soon."

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