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eBook Category: Erotica/Fantasy
eBook Description: Swept into another world by the desperate spell of an evil sorceress, real estate agent Gillian Lawrence figures she must be dreaming. Her dream becomes a nightmare when she realizes her resemblance to the sorceress has embroiled her in the ambitious plans of the handsome Lord Rodan to save his people from an army of ruthless barbarians. Rodan demands that Gillian use her magick and join his cause, or spend the rest of her life as his prisoner and even possibly face death. But with no powers of magick at her disposal, what's a transported real estate agent from present-day America to do? A deadly battle hinges on her ability to convince two armies that her magick can stop an invasion and save the Southern Kingdom ... as well as winning the heart of the man she loves...

eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, Published: 2005
Fictionwise Release Date: August 2005

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [975 KB], eReader (PDB) [179 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [162 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [146 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [170 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [199 KB], hiebook (KML) [401 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [268 KB], iSilo (PDB) [133 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [167 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [219 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [215 KB]
Words: 48909
Reading time: 139-195 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 1-59279-367-3

"...a fascinating story of magic and love."--Laura, Coffee Time Romance

The coachman shivered as he urged his horses faster through the darkest part of the forest. Feeble moonlight trickled through the night-blackened leaves overhead. It fell in small, silver pools here and there, barely large enough to illuminate the deeply rutted road that led to Lord Rodan's estate.

Some unseen creature howled. It was a lonely sound, full of longing. In response, the coachman's young heart began to thud in a rhythm more frantic than that of the dozen hooves of his team. Did the sound originate from some distant glen? Or might it have been a trick of the wicked thing that rode beneath him in the coach?

Those who had captured her had assured him that she could not break the chains that bound the carriage doors. They swore she was weak from days spent in their darkest dungeon, unable to renew her power. Nevertheless, he feared her.

He was certain he could feel her wrath. It was directed at him and every living thing in the Southern Kingdom. He was terrified that she would find a way to escape before he delivered her to her new master.

He urged the horses faster yet and clutched the talisman that the men of Galadrin had given him for protection. It was only a little farther to the castle. He could make it before moonset if he kept the pace.