31 Days of Halloween – Christina McKnight
When Lucessa
Sarcona awakes from a recurring dream, she has no idea her life is about to be
turned upside down. A stranger, familiar to her dreams, shows up in the flesh,
and Lucessa knows she’s either crazy or experiencing something not of this
world.
A war ensues between three demigod brothers. One, trained to rule Erebos, is
violently replaced. One forced to return to his homeland and lead the
dream-gods of the Oneiroi. And one is charged with the impossible task of
protecting Lucessa. How is she linked to the Oneiroi? Why do two brothers seek
to keep her hidden and protected? And how does another plan to use her against
the two demigods who love her?
Will Lucessa’s dream man have the courage to claim her as his own or will he
bow to the command of another, forsaking the one he loves?
Only in Her Dreams is a modern spin on a Greek legend–the new direction of
Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance, moving from angels, demons, vampires, and
witches and toward the realm of demigods.
Christina McKnight, Author
Only In Her Dreams, The Oneiroi Book 1 – Available on Amazon
Follow me on Twitter – https://twitter.com/#!/CMcKnightWriter
Check out my Blog – http://www.christina-mcknight.blogspot.com/
Excerpt #1:
Chapter
One
One
Lucessa
stared at her bed. It was time to sleep again, but it was getting harder to
succumb to it. She started to think the day would never come when she could
abandon herself to sleep without the feeling of being watched. He was always
there–haunting her dreams. Her dreams hadn’t been her own in such a long time.
stared at her bed. It was time to sleep again, but it was getting harder to
succumb to it. She started to think the day would never come when she could
abandon herself to sleep without the feeling of being watched. He was always
there–haunting her dreams. Her dreams hadn’t been her own in such a long time.
He
was always there. Never talking but always watching.Intently. As if he knew
her. Security, even in sleep, eluded her.
was always there. Never talking but always watching.Intently. As if he knew
her. Security, even in sleep, eluded her.
She’d
lost her father and her husband. Her mother was slipping away, battling a
memory loss that was progressing daily. Her dreams were the only place she
could remember a family, someone who cared. But he insisted on
intruding. Every happy memory and every nightmare included his presence. Why
did he always show up? How could she get rid of him?
lost her father and her husband. Her mother was slipping away, battling a
memory loss that was progressing daily. Her dreams were the only place she
could remember a family, someone who cared. But he insisted on
intruding. Every happy memory and every nightmare included his presence. Why
did he always show up? How could she get rid of him?
Lucessa
tried for the millionth time to find a solution as she climbed under the
covers. Who am I kidding? There was nothing she could do. He was a dream!
A figment of her imagination. She sighed and resigned herself to another
restless night.
tried for the millionth time to find a solution as she climbed under the
covers. Who am I kidding? There was nothing she could do. He was a dream!
A figment of her imagination. She sighed and resigned herself to another
restless night.
Lucessa
was a child again. The cold, pine-scented wind tangled her hair as she
descended the mountain path in front of her parents. Her family’s annual summer
camping trip to Yosemite National Parkwas in its third day, and that meant
they’d conquered Half Dome for the third year straight. Ever since her parents
deemed her old and skilled enough for the challenge, they hiked it together. As
a family.
was a child again. The cold, pine-scented wind tangled her hair as she
descended the mountain path in front of her parents. Her family’s annual summer
camping trip to Yosemite National Parkwas in its third day, and that meant
they’d conquered Half Dome for the third year straight. Ever since her parents
deemed her old and skilled enough for the challenge, they hiked it together. As
a family.
She
looked back at her smiling parents as they held hands and strolled down the
path after her. Her mother, Marie, looked casual in her jeans and the blue“Keep
Lake Tahoe Blue” shirt that hugged her frame. Her father wore a San Francisco
Giants baseball cap, a wisp of salt and pepper hair showing through. They
looked like a couple out of the travel magazine that Lucessa had seen in her
father’s study weeks ago.
looked back at her smiling parents as they held hands and strolled down the
path after her. Her mother, Marie, looked casual in her jeans and the blue“Keep
Lake Tahoe Blue” shirt that hugged her frame. Her father wore a San Francisco
Giants baseball cap, a wisp of salt and pepper hair showing through. They
looked like a couple out of the travel magazine that Lucessa had seen in her
father’s study weeks ago.
“Dear,
watch where you’re going!”
watch where you’re going!”
Lucessa
turned back to the trail, nearly colliding with a man lounging against a tree
just off the path. Dressed in a thigh-hugging pair of dark pants and a billowy
tunic that had to be from at least a century ago, he pushed off the tree trunk
and tipped his hat. His blue eyes sparkled with mischief in the evening
twilight, letting off a faint glow. The man looked eerily recognizable.
turned back to the trail, nearly colliding with a man lounging against a tree
just off the path. Dressed in a thigh-hugging pair of dark pants and a billowy
tunic that had to be from at least a century ago, he pushed off the tree trunk
and tipped his hat. His blue eyes sparkled with mischief in the evening
twilight, letting off a faint glow. The man looked eerily recognizable.
She
looked back to reassure her mother that she was okay. Lucessa scanned the woods
behind her.
looked back to reassure her mother that she was okay. Lucessa scanned the woods
behind her.
But they
were gone. Only the familiar stranger remained.
were gone. Only the familiar stranger remained.
Author Bio:
Author Bio:
Christina
McKnight is a book lover turned writer. From a young age, her mother encouraged
her to tell her own stories. She’s been writing ever since.
McKnight is a book lover turned writer. From a young age, her mother encouraged
her to tell her own stories. She’s been writing ever since.
In
college, Christina took many courses to help develop and enhance her writing skills.
She completed a seventy-page dissertation on the need for community policing in
American society. Now, she focuses on Historical Romance, Urban Fantasy, and
Paranormal Romance.
college, Christina took many courses to help develop and enhance her writing skills.
She completed a seventy-page dissertation on the need for community policing in
American society. Now, she focuses on Historical Romance, Urban Fantasy, and
Paranormal Romance.
Christina
lives in Northern California with her husband, daughter, two boxers, two cats, and
a Beta fish named Marmaduke. If she’s
not behind a computer screen or book, she’s busy leading her daughter’s Girl
Scout troop. She is very active in several writing groups and a local book
group.
lives in Northern California with her husband, daughter, two boxers, two cats, and
a Beta fish named Marmaduke. If she’s
not behind a computer screen or book, she’s busy leading her daughter’s Girl
Scout troop. She is very active in several writing groups and a local book
group.
Follow
me on Twitter! https://twitter.com/#!/CMcKnightWriter
me on Twitter! https://twitter.com/#!/CMcKnightWriter
My
blog: www.christina-mcknight.blogspot.com
blog: www.christina-mcknight.blogspot.com
Facebook:
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Goodreads:
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