The Man of Her Dreams by @DeeSKnight is a Spring Break Bookapalooza pick #eroticromance #pnr #win
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    • Apr 29, 2022
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The Man of Her Dreams by @DeeSKnight is a Spring Break Bookapalooza pick #eroticromance #pnr #win



Title:

The Man of Her Dreams


Author:

Dee S. Knight


Genre:

Paranormal erotic romance


Book Blurb:



A man whose life is in danger—or so the screwy woman having dreams and visions says—but who doesn’t believe for one minute in the occult.


A man who has been thought dead for two years and who disappeared with a bundle in stolen cash.


How will these three come together? And who will be left standing at the end of their encounter?


Excerpt:


“What did you mean that after seeing me you thought you might be in the right place?”


A few moments passed while Cassandra considered what to say. People so often took her precognitions the wrong way. Finally, she screwed up her courage and turned to him.


“This is going to be hard for you to understand. I’ve… seen you before. I’ve had dreams for the past several weeks that feature you pretty prominently. I recognized you as soon as I saw you.”


Dan glanced at her, incredulity plain on his face and then he chuckled. “I have to admit, I don’t think any woman has ever told me that she dreamed about me before. Not literally, anyway. You mean you had a dream about a guy like me.”


“No, I mean I dreamed about you, you specifically. I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s true.” She looked out the window to the side of the road, seeing only pines and a house here and there, in the growing darkness. Dan didn’t speak immediately.


“What is it you dream? Something enjoyable, I hope.” His words were light but his tone made it clear that he wasn’t happy with the subject.


“Actually…” She turned to look at him again, “I’m glad you asked, because I wondered how I was going to bring this up. I dream that you’re dying. Drowning. You need to take special care around water.”


Dan glanced at her again, his lips compressed and his eyes narrowed into slits. “Not so pleasant then. Good thing I don’t believe in that sort of stuff. I noticed you’ve got California plates. The land of nuts, they say. No offense, but maybe there’s some truth to that.”


Cassandra glared at Dan. “You’d do well not to toss around old clichés and misconceptions, considering how many there are about the South. I appreciate your stopping and helping me as you have, but let’s not go any further down this path of conversation.” She lapsed into silence.


Fortunately, Dan didn’t try to engage her in any more talk. She’d have to consider how to bring up the subject of her dreams again when maybe he’d be in a more receptive frame of mind. She hadn’t traveled over three thousand miles to give up after one brush off.


After several minutes of tense silence, he pulled up in front of the Green Hills Inn. “I’ll wait here while you find out if they have a room.”


Cassandra went inside, returning shortly with a key. Opening the back door to reach for her suitcases, she said, “Thanks very much, Dan. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate all you’ve done for me. Take care of yourself, okay?”


“Wait a minute.” Dan jumped out of the truck and grabbed her suitcases. “I’ll take these up for you.”


“That’s not necessary.”


“Just get on inside, will you?” he said harshly.


Cassandra scowled, but walked through the lobby to the elevators, where she jabbed the Up button. At room 410 she slid the keycard into the slot and opened the door just enough to admit herself. Turning, she wrestled her suitcases from Dan.


“Thanks again. Bye.”


As she backed into the room and dropped her bags beside the bed, Dan put his hand against the door to stop it from closing and followed her in.


“Wait just a damn minute,” Cassandra started, “you’ve got no right to come into my room. Just because you helped me out doesn’t give you any claims, and I’ll thank you to leave. Now.” Fire filled her tone. She’d been single long enough to know how to take care of herself, but she was a little tired for a fight.


“I’m not asking for any claims, lady. I’ve just got something to say to you, and I think it will be in your best interest to listen up. There’re a lot of superstitious notions still believed by some people in the South, but most people are going to look at you like you’re crazy if you go around telling them you’ve been seeing and hearing things. And rightly so, to my way of thinking. So just a friendly word of warning. However long you’re in my town, you’ll get along better if you keep your little loony visions to yourself.” He had stepped right up to her and looked directly down into her eyes.


“Your town?” She felt the heat from his body and his breath softly blowing her hair. Although she knew she was frowning and appeared in control, inside she trembled. Like a tug-of-war, he had the power to pull her closer while she fought to remain steady, cool, and calm. Or at least appear that way. With effort, she steeled herself.


“My town, California.”


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If money were no object, where would you go for a Spring Break vacation and why?


Scotland. I went there for the first time in 1989 with my mom and aunt and felt like I’d come home when I stepped off the train in Edinburgh. I’ve been lucky enough to b=go back a few times since then, and each time has been magical. I haven’t indulged myself near enough in the moors, mystical Skye, lovely Loch Ness, the Highlands or the Lowlands. I would love to go back!


Why is your featured book a must-read this spring?


Cassandra is such a neat character—independent, successful, and confident enough in her abilities to travel from California to South Carolina to warn a man she doesn’t know that his life is in danger. Dan can be a stubborn ass, but Cassandra gives as good as she gets. When she gives in to Dan, whether in an argument or in bed, it’s because she wants to, not because she’s coerced. If I knew her a real person, I’d want to be friends with her. I think she—along with what I think (I hope) as a really good story—makes the book a must read.


Also, Paranormal Romance Guild gave it 4 stars (“This a wonderful book and I highly recommend it.”)


Giveaway –


One lucky reader will win a $75 Amazon US or Canada gift card



Open internationally. You must have a valid Amazon US or Amazon CA account to win.


Runs April 1 – 30


Drawing will be held on May 2.



Author Biography:


A few years ago, Dee S. Knight began writing, making getting up in the morning fun. During the day, her characters killed people, fell in love, became drunk with power, or sober with responsibility. And they had sex, lots of sex.


After a while, Dee split her personality into thirds. She writes as Anne Krist for sweeter romances, and Jenna Stewart for ménage and shifter stories. All three of her personas are found on the Nomad Authors website (www.nomadauthors.com). Fortunately, Dee’s high school sweetheart is the love of her life and husband to all three ladies! Once a month, look for Dee’s Charity Sunday blog posts, where your comment can support a selected charity. Join our newsletter to access exclusive free reads on the Nomad Authors website!


Social Media Links:


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