Twisted by Love
Have you ever wondered about past lives, reincarnation, life after death? Did you love the film Dead Again? If you’re a fan of contemporary romances with a dash of paranormal, then try Jasmine’s sexy paranormal romance/mystery about love that never dies.
A love that spans lifetimes, an evil that has followed them through the ages…
Bern Daniels doesn’t believe in ghosts, UFOs, or reincarnation, but when he sees Livie Scott, it’s as if he’s known her forever. Now he can’t get her out of his mind. He wants her in his bed and in his life. For keeps. He’s even starting to believe they’ve lived past lives together.
Will jealousy out of the past come back to destroy their future?
Livie is unaccountably drawn to the tall, dark stranger. He literally sweeps her off her feet. And she’s oh so willing to let him. But her sister Toni is planted firmly in her path to happiness. Livie has been forced to choose between a man and Toni before; is she destined to play the same twisted game with her sister over and over?
Livie and Bern soon discover there are shadows lurking from their past, past lives that is, which threaten everything they believe in, everything they want. And even their lives.
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Twisted by Love
© 2012 Jennifer Skully
Livie buried her arms elbow deep in the warm, soapy water. She loved doing dishes by hand, as odd as that sounded. Her fingers wrinkled, and it probably wreaked havoc on her manicure, but the water warmed her straight through to her toes. She loved a clean kitchen. She loved order and neatness and everything in its proper place. She loved an established routine and—
Something hit her on the cheek with a splat, slid down her face, and landed with a plop in the water, sinking before she actually saw what it was. She brushed her cheek with a wet hand, soap suds settling close to her eye. She wiped those off with her shoulder, then wallowed in the water searching for what had hit her.
Something slimy slithered across her fingers and skittered away. She jerked, water splashing over the edges of the sink. In the kitchen doorway, her sister giggled, a girlish giggle laced with malice. Another watery splat, this time on the back of her head, and the thing, whatever it was, slid down her neck into her blouse.
Just then, the one in the sink poked its head above the water. A snake, a slimy, horrible, fat snake with huge fangs that sank into the soft flesh between her thumb and forefinger.
Livie started screaming when she felt the snake down her blouse start to wriggle and slither all over her, biting...
“Wake up, Livie.” Toni shook her.
Livie woke to realize her nightgown was tangled around her legs and the snakes were only in her nightmares.
“Je-sus. What’s wrong with you?” Her sister hunkered down on her pillow and stared. “I thought you were going to start screaming out loud any moment, instead of just that weird, awful moaning.”
Her throat dry and tight, Livie laid there a moment, letting her breathing return to normal. She hated reptiles: lizards, frogs, slugs, banana slugs, but most especially snakes. Spiders were okay, as long as they didn’t get in her hair or her clothes. But snakes were the worst, and the worst of the worst was not being able to get them off. This was the second night in a row she’d had a similar nightmare.