Paranormal Attractions Sneak Peeks!
Today's Sneak Peek is at Phantasm by J.L. Campbell
Excerpt from Chapter 9
The
mattress dipped on the other side of the bed and Dwayne sat with his back to
her. She rolled over, trailing her fingers over his shirt. One foot of his shoe
thumped to the floor and then the other. He got off the bed to remove his shirt
and her hand fell to the sheet.
She'd
always appreciated his concern and consideration. He'd tiptoe around trying not
to wake her, but she was good at sensing when he was near and woke most of the
time to greet him. The mattress moved again when he got up.
Still
half asleep, she followed his movements—the rustle of his clothing as he got
out of his pants and the clink of his belt buckle as it hit the chair in the
corner. He padded to the bathroom and she wriggled closer to the middle of the
bed, prepared to snuggle into the curve of his body when he lay down.
She'd
fallen asleep by the time he came to bed. The weight of his hand fell across
her waist and he lay behind her, just the way she liked. Her butt fit into his
groin, his chest warmed her back and his breath teased the hair at her nape.
She
wriggled a little, but couldn't get comfortable. The weight of Dwayne's hand
across her waist had become leaden, cutting off her air. He tried joining his
fingers with hers and then laid a leg over her thigh. Soon, he shifted his
weight to lie on top of her, pressing her face into the bedding.
Turning
her head sideways, she mumbled, "Dwayne, you're hurting me."
He
lay still, his body an unyielding force pinning her to the mattress.
She
pressed the sides of her hands to the bed and attempted to raise her shoulders.
"Dwayne!"
He
didn't move, but bit down on the skin of her back.
The
sharp nip from his teeth pulled a yelp from her and she wriggled to get out
from under him. He bit harder, but wouldn't move.
"Dwayne,
what are you doing?"
He
growled into her ear, but his words came out garbled.
"Please!"
The
edge of panic in her voice shunted her into wakefulness. The paralysis she'd
been trying to escape became reality. The room came into focus and something
she couldn't see was holding her in a vise. A keening noise rose from her
throat, but didn't climb any higher. Sweat sprang from her forehead and ran
into the pillowcase.
"Let
me … "
The
whispered words made her head whip to the side, but nothing moved in the
bedroom. Still, she wasn't convinced she was alone. Her heart pulsed at a
maddening pace and her vision blurred and darkened. Her breathing slowed and
Josette sensed she was about to pass out. The image of herself unconscious on
the bed, with a nauseating and terrifying presence she couldn't reconcile with
Dwayne, slowed her galloping thoughts.
Taking
deep drags of air, she mumbled one of the prayers that had always been a source
of comfort. Halfway through the twenty-third Psalm, the oppressive heaviness
lifted. In stages, she turned over and then curled on her side, too weak to
move.
She
lay there hoping Dwayne, or whatever had come to visit, would find its way back
to the depths of hell and leave her alone. The idea of it returning was too
much to bear, but she couldn't get her body to obey her command to get up. The
loss of control left her ready to weep, but she couldn't give in to feeling
sorry for herself.
She
squeezed her eyes shut and willed herself to sit up. Her limbs were like cement
blocks, but she crawled to the side of the bed and got to her feet. A flick of
the wrist shed light from the bedside lamp. Trailing her fingers on the
mattress, she made her way across the room and stopped at the bedroom door.
She
had an idea and hoped she had the energy to carry it out.
About the Author:
J.L.
Campbell lives in Jamaica and writes romantic suspense, women's fiction, sweet
romance, new and young adult novels. She has written thirteen books, five
novellas and two short story collections. She is a certified editor, who also
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Thanks, Stacy!
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