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Sweet Dreams
Copyright © 2008 by Dana Marie Bell
ISBN: 1-60504-132-7
Edited by Angela James
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Sweet Dreams
Dana Marie Bell
Dedication
To my mom and dad, who are still trying to figure out what happened to, “I want to
be Isaac Asimov when I grow up.”
To Memom, who’s willing to discuss ménage a trois stories with her granddaughter
with surprising enthusiasm. Yet another thing that has Mom shaking her head in wonder.
To my beta readers, Beth, Stephanie, RC and Alice: you guys rock! I love getting
stuff back from you. (“Wait. I really wrote that? Are you sure? Because I don’t think
eggplants go there.”)
To my editor, Angie, who takes the rough diamonds I dig up and send to her and
polishes them until they gleam.
And to Dusty, who mutters about maniac, knife-wielding car-jackers/killers every
time I mention buying a convertible, or how cute I’d look in one. I love you too,
sweetheart. Even if you won’t let me get that sweet cherry red one I’ve always wanted.
Sweet Dreams
Chapter One
Oh, yeah. Come to the masquerade party, she says. Simon will be there and he wants
you, she says. You’ll have a blast, she says.
I am so gonna kick Emma’s ass over this.
A low, inhuman growl rumbled from Livia Patterson’s throat. Becky inched back,
startled at the sound coming from the blonde. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up
as Livia slowly paced forward, her lips curling in a feral smile. Her teeth were way too
sharp. Her eyes were weird, too. They gleamed like a cat’s in the dim light provided by
the paper lanterns.
If I live long enough.
Becky took another step back, her heart pounding with fright. The woman’s nails had
turned into claws. “Wow. Neat special effects.” She laughed nervously. “It doesn’t really
go with the genteel
senorita
costume though. You might want to rethink it.”
Livia’s answer was a hissing growl that revealed a mouth full of razor-sharp teeth.
“Okay,
not
special effects.” Never had she been more grateful that she’d decided to
wear live steel rather than a plastic toy with her
bandita
costume. She drew her rapier and
pointed it at Livia.
Thank God for those fencing lessons I took in college.
“Damn, I
always knew you were a bitch, but this is ridiculous.”
Livia lunged at her. Those sharp black claws swiped along her sword arm, shredding
the lace and nearly causing Becky to drop her sword. “Ow!”
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