Beyond Wild Imaginings
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His laughter was warm and beautiful. He enfolded her in his arms and smiled down at her. “We have a strange life, little one.”
She nodded and rested her head against his chest. She sighed. “It’s perfect.”
“You think?”
She looked up at him and nodded.
He ran one finger down her jawline. “Why do you say so?”
She grinned. “Because.”
“Because why?”
She raised herself on her toes and kissed his sinful lips. “Because it’s magic.”
The End
About the Author
If someone were to ask me what I am, it could be summed up in one, simple word: Dreamer. Ever since I was a small child my imagination has run wild. I have been telling stories for as long as I can remember, creating grand worlds in my head and going on adventures that were invisible to others around me. Am I eccentric? Yes. Am I proud of that? Absolutely.
I write about the things that inspire me, both in this world and in realms only seen with the imagination. My heroines are sassy and strong. My heroes are sometimes shy. I have an obsession with music (and musicians) and a fascination with wings. I believe true love does exist, and sometimes it is found in the strangest, most unexpected places. I also believe that family and close friends are the glue that hold people together.
Above all things, I believe in being true to yourself and seizing the day. Life is an amazing gift. Make your experience as beautiful as you possibly can.
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