An Elf’s Love
(Santa’s Elves)
Fantasy Paranormal Novel
There is good in everything because even a dark cloud has a silver lining.
When Trevor Haines attempts to kidnap Merna Locklin from her brother‟s wedding, he is transported to an island paradise from which there appears to be no escape. Each day is an exquisite torture as he wants the young woman more and more. But Trevor needs to understand there is more to life than being the Dark Elf‟s minion…will Merna be the elf to teach him?
Merna Locklin is terrified when she transports the man who tried to kidnap her and herself to a place she had always planned for a romantic retreat. But this is no honeymoon and Trevor Haines is no groom. Or is he?
– A Sneak Peek –
Copyright © Lynn Crain. All rights reserved.
“Where are we?” Trevor shouted practically in her face.
“I don’t know,” Merna said and tried to get out of his grasp as well as out of the water they landed in the moment they arrived. “The water isn’t cold enough to be anywhere close to the North Pole. I’m guessing an island somewhere.”
“I should just break your neck right now.” The fire in his hand spread up his arm as the same sensations assaulted his mind and he immediately pulled away from her. “Maybe I should ask what you’ve done to me.” He eyed her cautiously. This would take a little experimentation.
“I haven’t done anything to you.” Her eyes held a wary awareness and she leaned as far away from him as she could.
“I guess the fire came from the bride.” His eyes raked her, and could plainly see she was curved in all the right places. But she was too young, too pretty with her smooth, porcelain skin, straight nose and wide, full mouth. It was a mouth for kissing and one he’d love to have around his cock. Her sapphire eyes just looked at him in a wide, open gaze. He shook his head and turned away slightly. He could see her naiveté in them and knew the girl was in for a rude awakening when thrust into the real world.
“Yeah, I guess you shouldn’t have pissed her off.” Her quite voice could barely be heard over the waves lapping at the pure white shore as she stood in knee deep water.
He looked down at the woman at his side and gave a humorless chuckle. “You think?”
Merna frowned and nodded, moving a little further away from him. “I think. Maybe we should look around here to see where we are while we still have daylight left.”
“We’re off the grid.” He stood still. Looking up at the sky, he wondered just where they had gotten themselves off to and why nothing registered. The man who had hired, for lack of a better term, him dark one was wrong at least about one thing and he suspected he was wrong about many more.
“Off the grid?”
“Yeah, my GPS is registering nothing. Nada. There aren’t many places like that on the earth.” He held up his pocket device showing her the lack of signal. “The only good part is it truly is waterproof.”
Merna shook her head and scanned the horizon. “I didn’t even notice you had something in your hand until you held it up.”
“Let’s just say, I’ve been around and know which tools to carry. Sleight of hand is nothing in my business. And this place is too good to be true.” Trevor looked around and saw a lover’s paradise, an island away from everyone with white sandy beaches and clear, turquoise blue waters. But they weren’t lovers and this wasn’t paradise. Being stuck here only made life worse as his body wanted things he couldn’t provide.
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