Mind traveler Chandra Lamar is on the run, not only from her post-catastrophic dystopian government but from a past she can’t remember. A psychic vision pushes her to recall her purpose for being, but it’s a ghost that awakens her desires for a life she fears she’ll never have. Both push her to remember the past because it threatens what she wants in the now; the Nodin men.
Andonis Nodin battles to accept his failures. The heavy burden nearly breaks him when he can’t save a loved one from the grim reaper’s grip and questions his desire for Chandra, the woman he blames for the death around him.
Nikias finds true love with Chandra in his arms, but is desperate to stop her from seeking revenge on a mission he knows is a one way trip.
Ortello knows for them to recapture the love they once felt for each other, he must be willing to let her go. But overcoming his obsession to make Chandra his and his alone isn’t easy.
Will Chandra go through with the vengeance in her heart or give it up for love? Who is the powerful woman in her haunting visions and will those revealing apparitions crumble her world with the Nodin clan? Does Chandra find true love in the arms of the Nodin men or does her Phantom Desire forever own her heart?
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Romantic/Paranormal: Between Ortello & Chandra
He rolled her beneath him once again and smothered her neck, cheeks, and forehead with smooches before placing a lusty one on her lips. It was a kiss filled with an unearthly love, a kiss so intense it molded her in a mystical cocoon of gossamer energy, instantly drawing her thoughts to the passion they shared and a love that would forever and always be theirs.
His adoration consumed her mind, body, and soul; securing her in his glittery twilight world, giving her life with each driving force of his cock.
“Oh, yeees.” Unable to contain her own virile cravings, she gasped as the heat of their ardent passion returned.
Moving her arms down from his neck she wrapped them around his broad shoulders, caging his muscled chest to her breasts for warmth as he stroked his large member into her again and again. Their passions consumed them like a wildfire. Every inch of her body hungered to feel as much of him pressed against her as she could. Only he could saturate this internal fire burning deep inside her frigid heart. She was desperate to feel alive again.
But haunting thoughts stalked her, lurking in the darkened alleyways of her mind. Brooding reflections threatened to rush to the forefront of her forgetful memory, threatening her well-being with exposure. She wasn’t the kind of woman who took well to threats, not even her own, but her gut warned what she couldn’t remember was unpleasant. Mentally, she was on the run to escape the uncertain skulking images and the large sage-violet eyes watching her.