Dr. Michael Talbot lived alone in his peaceful island paradise until a young woman mysteriously arrived needing his help. After their chance encounter, he never expected to see her again, but she returns to the island when he least expects it, and changes his life forever.
It was early July and an unusually cool day on the island when they first met. The sun was bright in the sky, a gentle breeze wafting in off the ocean surface, and Michael was on the deck of his beautiful home with his easel in front of him, palette in one hand and brush in the other. He had taken a few days off, something he rarely did, before the height of tourist season arrived. A half finished seascape complete with a white sailboat far in the distance graced the easel when suddenly his concentration was disturbed by a voice from the road that formed a curve in front of his house.
“Excuse me, sir. Do you know the name and number of a local towing company or someone who can help me?” hollered a sweet and youthful sounding voice. “I was run off the road by some idiot in a truck that’s two big to be on the island anyway. My VW bug is stuck in a sand dune about a mile from here. He didn’t stop to help and I think he was drunk.”
Michael looked at the beautiful blonde goddess and quickly ascertained by her attire that she was a tourist probably headed to one of the beaches south of the city for a day.
“Sure. Come on up.”
“Thanks.” The woman became more beautiful to Michael the closer she came to him as she ran up the eighteen steps leading from the sandy ground level to the deck. “I’m Julianna.” She placed her soft little hand in his for a quick shake.
“I’m Michael. Nice to meet you.”
With an artist’s eye, Mike studied her quickly – long blonde hair that fell upon her shoulders and lazily trailed down her back in loose curls, sparkling blue eyes, fine eyebrows, a nose that fit her face perfectly, nice lips that were made for kissing, and cheekbones that could carry a blush better than any he had seen.
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Michael Cartwright has made billions in the oil industry, but he never passes on an opportunity to make more. His latest venture takes him to Appalachia… coal country… where he meets Jenny, a sweet waitress who he can’t help but fall in love with. But can a girl far removed from the glamorous life that Michael has carved out for himself adjust to life in his world… and is it fair to ask her to?
Jenny turned and started to walk away but Michael pulled her back with an arm around her waist. He slowly raised his hands and gently touched her smooth young face. He wanted to kiss her slightly parted lips, but he feared rejection from the sweet innocent woman. He knew that he had to kiss her, though, or he would regret it. He held her tightly and ran his tongue along her parted lips. He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her the way that Jenny had been dying to be kissed. It was her first kiss with someone as mature and worldly as Michael. She kissed him, her mouth opening in a passionate response, and she imagined him being her first lover. Then she stopped and pulled back. What had she done? She didn’t want this beautiful stranger to think she was easy.
Michael continued to hold her as she tried to pull away. “Jenny?”
“I can’t, I’m sorry.” She started to walk away but Michael held her arm. “What are you afraid of?” A backward glance from her showed hurt in the young woman’s eyes. “I’m not fancy like you. I’m a coal miner’s daughter. I’m nothing special.”
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Willow the tree has been watching her family for the past eight years. During that time, they have endured a terrible trauma, but there is nothing Willow can do. She is merely a tree. All of that changes when Malan, the eldest brother of the family, returns home from college and Willow realizes that she would do anything to speak with him, and the feelings she has for him she cannot explain. She believes there is no hope. There is no way to change from one life form to another. When a white dove tells Willow that she can trade her thirty remaining years of life as a tree for one year as a human, she quickly agrees. But in making that choice, she realizes that she may have signed on for more than she bargained for. After all, a year is hardly enough time to heal a human heart.
“How are you doing, beautiful?” asked Malan, leaning out of his bedroom window. “You waiting there for me, like usual?” Malan climbed out of his window on the second story of the house. Tonight he wore plain pajamas and no top, and his hair was in disarray. As he climbed down the decorative ladder with wild vines on it, love pounded through Willow’s body. Malan made his way over to her and smiled so broadly that she knew he was happy to see her—maybe even as happy as she was to see him.
“I want to become a human no matter what it costs me.”
“And it will cost you a lot.” The dove examined her with large, bright eyes. “Once this has been done, it cannot be undone. There are terms and conditions before you turn human.”
“What are they?”
“As a tree, you will have forty long years of life,” the dove said. “As a human, you will get one year until you die. That year is yours to be with whom you wish, but the moment your time is up, you will perish and die regardless. Are you willing to give up thirty more years as a tree to be a human for only one? Think carefully.”
The quality of life as a tree wasn’t bad, but humans had something more. They could laugh, dance, and play. As a tree, she could echo her thoughts to the birds and send messages to her friends, but it wasn’t really the same thing. Now, as she stared at the house, she realized what she truly wanted―to be a human so she could be a part of that world. Especially Malan’s.
“I want to be a human.”
Suddenly, Malan began to remove his clothes. Willow jumped backward, frazzled. She had seen his body when he was younger, but now things were different―now she was human. Her face became hot due to feelings she could not explain, and she jerked around, pretending to examine a woman with an endangered species of bird upon her underwear.
“You know,” Malan said with a joking tone, “if you want to hang around with me, you’re going to have to look at me in a swimsuit. I brought you one, too.”
A red bikini hit her square in the head, knocking all embarrassing thoughts from her mind.
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Summer loves the time of year when the seasons change and the leaves display an assortment of colors. With the first slight chill in the air, Summer heads to her private hideaway, a luxury log cabin high up in the mountains outside of the city. She never expects to see anyone during her private weekends, but one night when the wind begins to whistle and the first snow falls in the high elevations, a knock at her door both surprises and frightens her. The man at Summer’s door, all bundled up from the cold, claims that he has run out of gas, but has the handsome stranger come for something more?
Once the cake had cooled enough, she took out a can of chocolate frosting from the pantry and iced both layers. Dinner and dessert were now ready. Summer knew she could never eat it all, not even a fraction of it, but she loved to cook and she could do marvelous things with leftovers. She poured a glass of wine, fixed her dinner plate, and sat down at the table. When the first delicious morsel was at her lips, there was a loud knock at her door. “Who in the world could possibly have found their way up here?” Summer was a little uneasy at the thought. She kept a rifle near the back door but she had never had to use it. She timidly opened the door to find a tall, dark, and handsome man all bundled up standing on her doorstep.
He said, “Excuse me, Miss. My jeep ran out of gas a few miles from here. Guess I didn’t realize how deep the snow was getting. Is it okay if I come in?”
Summer knew that she should never let a stranger inside her home. She had lived in the city long enough to know better. But the man looked so helpless and so cold. She nervously replied, “Yes, do come in. Let’s get you out of the bitter cold.”
The two of them sat in silence and listened to the sound of the brisk, cold wind outside and they watched the pure, white snow fall leisurely to the ground. Summer, feeling warm and very accommodating from the wine and the food, remembered the hot tub that she had had installed last summer. “Excuse me for a minute,” she said, and went into the bathroom to set up for a steamy bubbly bath, hoping that her sexy guest would join her. For that extra sensual touch, she lit a few scented candles around the room.
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When Katie reminds Dan of the bet he made with her, which to him had been meant as a joke, he reluctantly agrees to his promised reward of a weekend for two. When he finds the young woman missing from their cabin at the lake and notices that the screen door has been very deliberately and precisely cut, he fears that Katie has been kidnapped. The man who knocked on the door of the cabin earlier had seemed a little nervous, but is Katie now in the hands of a killer, or is her disappearance just another of Katie’s fairly harmless pranks?
Dan cursed as he stubbed his toe on the way to the door. Who the hell was knocking in the middle of the night, especially way out here? His hand was on the doorknob, and then he immediately backed away. He had watched too many murder movies. “I’m the perfect victim out here alone.” He cleared his throat, and tried to sound tough. “Who is it? I have a loaded rifle in here?”
“Ooh, I’m so scared.”
The giggle that followed was too sweet to make Dan angry. He opened the door, and Katie walked right past him, trying to stifle a giggle. “Where’s your loaded gun, tough guy?”
“It’s three in the morning, Katie. You don’t drive by here by accident. What gives?”
“A bet’s a bet,” she stated, as if Dan was supposed to know what she was talking about.
“You forgot our bet?”
He leaned over as if to bow. “Forgive me, Miss Katie. It must have slipped my mind.”
Dan was sleeping soundly when the screen door in the living room was very carefully and decisively cut and a stranger dressed in black entered the living room. The hooded man turned briefly to look down the hallway. Then he wasted no time getting what he had come for.
Katie awoke to a cloth being shoved into her mouth and tied around her head. She tried to fight but the stranger wrapped the blanket around her and easily carried the protesting small body out the screen that he had so easily cut. Katie struggled as hard as she could to get away from the man she did not know. He pushed her legs against her chest and threatened her. “Stop struggling, Katie, or I will kill you. Your young tight body will be found at the bottom of Tuttle Creek Reservoir.”
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