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Paige Tyler
September 5th, 2008, 11:16 AM
The Magic Spell

Be Careful What You Wish For!

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Excerpt:


Stifling a yawn, Alanna was just reaching behind her to undo the zipper on her gown when she heard a loud thud out in the living room. Startled, she froze, listening, but everything was quiet.


Chewing on her lower lip, she stared at her bedroom door, wondering if she should investigate. But knowing she would never be able to sleep if she didn’t, she opened the door and cautiously looked out.


Though she had a clear view of the living room from where she was standing, she couldn’t see much in the dark. Which meant that she would have to go out there, she realized. Taking a deep breath, she slowly tiptoed into the living room.


Running her hand along the wall, she found the switch and flipped it on, only to stop in her tracks when light illuminated the room. There, sprawled in the middle of her living room floor was a man dressed in a pirate costume.


Why hadn’t he left with all the other guests? she wondered. He must have been in the bathroom, she thought. But that still didn’t explain why he was lying on her living room floor. Oh God, the drunk had passed out, she thought. Well, that wasn’t her problem. He sure as heck wasn’t staying on her living room floor all night.


With a sigh, Alanna walked over to where the man lay, only to blink in surprise as she gazed down at him. Even lying down she could tell that he was tall, not to mention well-built. And absolutely gorgeous, she thought, taking in his dark hair, sensuous mouth, and angular jaw with its day’s worth of stubble. How could she possibly have missed a hottie like him at the party? she wondered.


Alanna continued to gaze down at him for a moment, taking in the muscular expanse of chest visible beneath his half-open shirt before moving on to the breeches and supple leather boots he was wearing. They looked expensive, she thought. Then again, so did the musket pistol and sword on his hip. Even safely tucked into the scabbard, it looked like the real thing.


Alanna let out another sigh. Regardless of how gorgeous he was, he had to go. Using the tip of her shoe, she gently nudged him in the side with her foot. When he didn’t move, she nudged him again, a little harder this time. But still, he didn’t stir.


Her brow furrowed suddenly as a horrifying thought occurred to her. Oh God, she hoped that the guy had only passed out.


Chewing on her lower lip, Alanna knelt down beside the man. Leaning forward, she turned her head so that her ear was right above his mouth, and then sighed with relief when she felt his warm breath against her skin.


Okay, so he wasn’t dead, she thought. That was a relief. She leaned closer to his face and noticed that he didn’t smell like he’d been drinking at all. That was strange, considering he was passed out on her floor. Her brow furrowing, she put her hand on his shoulder to nudge him when his eyes flew open.


For a moment, Alanna just knelt there, lost in those incredibly golden brown eyes of his. God, they were sexy, she thought.


He studied her in silence, then his eyes widened and he was scrambling away from her. Quicker than she would have thought possible, he was on his feet, his hand on the hilt of his sword as he looked around wildly.


“Where am I?” he demanded, his eyes narrowing as they came to rest on her. “What have you done to me, witch?”


For a moment, Alanna just stared at him in confusion. What the heck did he mean, where was he? Was he really that drunk, or just stupid? But watching as his eyes darted around the room, she decided that he must be drunk. He was looking at her apartment as if he’d never seen it before. Her mouth tightened. That was all she needed at this time of night, a guy so drunk that he couldn’t even remember coming to the party. How the heck was she going to get him out of there if he was that ripped? Slowly getting to her feet, she stood facing him, hands on her hips.


“Okay, I’m not sure why you didn’t leave with everyone else, but the party’s over,” she said. “So, you need to get your drunken butt out of here. I have to go to work in the morning.”


His brows drew together as he leveled that incredible gold gaze at her. “I will leave when you tell me what you have done to me, witch!” he growled. “Where am I, and how did I get here? Answer me, witch! What evil scheme have I fallen into?”


Alanna frowned. The guy certainly didn’t sound like he’d been drinking. He just sounded weird. Why was he still putting on that fake accent anyway? Like something out of an old pirate movie, she was sure it had been a hit during the party, but now, it just sounded ridiculous.


But the guy insisted on still playing the pirate, and when she failed to answer his outlandish questions immediately, he took what he probably thought was a menacing step toward her. If he thought she was going to be intimidated by his size or his make-believe glower, however, then he didn’t know her at all. She was in no mood to play games. She was exhausted and wanted to go to bed.


“Look,” she said, taking a step closer and lifting her chin to glare up at him. “I’m sure the accent and the pirate lingo were a big hit with the girls at the party, but at this time of night, it just makes you sound stupid. Now get out before I call the cops.”


His eyes narrowed, taking in her curve-hugging gown and long, black hair with a sweep of his gaze. He made no move to go, however. Annoyed, Alanna began to gesture with her hands in a shooing motion toward the door.


“Go on, get out of here!” she told him.


The man stepped back quickly, his hand going to the hilt of his sword. “Trying to put another spell on me, are you, witch?” he said. “Well, you won’t catch me so unaware this time, I can promise you!”


Alanna shook her head. What a complete dumbass! she thought. Okay, so obviously he wasn’t drunk. But he must be high on something, she decided, because no one in their right mind would act like such a complete moron.


“Okay,” she said smartly. “You want a spell? Try this one then, C-O-P-”


She had this really cute line all ready about calling the cops, but apparently he wasn’t amused because he never let her get the words out. Quickly closed the distance between them, he pulled her close and swiftly brought a hand up to cover her mouth.


Alanna’s eyes went wide, her pulse skipping a beat. Oh crap, she thought. Could she have misread the whole situation? What if this guy were dangerous.


“I will not let you, or Morania, or any other witch bespell me again, is that understood?” he said softly.


For a moment, Alanna could only stare up at him, her heart pounding. Yes, she had definitely misread the situation. This guy wasn’t drunk or high. He was nuts!


He studied her for a moment, his golden eyes seeming to penetrate her blue ones. When she didn’t make a move to resist, he began to relax his hold on her. That was all the incentive she needed. Wishing she had finished those self-defense classes she’d started, she did the only thing she could think of. She jerked away from him and slapped him across the face as hard as she could.


Alanna had hoped to startle him enough so she could make a run for the bedroom. Once there, she could lock the door and call the cops.


Unfortunately, her blow didn’t have the desired effect. Actually, it had no effect at all. The man only blinked, probably more stunned that she’d had the audacity to slap him than from the actual slap itself. Jaw tight, he reached for his phony pirate sword and started to pull it from its scabbard.


What the heck was he doing? Alanna thought, taking a nervous step back. But then she froze in place, her eyes going wide as the light glinted off the blade. Oh God, she thought. It wasn’t a phony sword; it was real! For the first time, she had the inkling that she might be in real trouble.


But swearing under his breath, the man slammed the sword back home. “You might be a witch, but I have never drawn a blade on a woman, even one who has just struck me, and I am not about to start now,” he said, his golden brown eyes narrowing. “Nevertheless, you will tell me what I want to know!”


Before Alanna could even wonder what he meant by that, the man reached out and grabbed her by the arm. His grip like iron, he began to drag her across the room to the couch.


“Let go of me, you...” she began, only to let out a startled little “Oh!” of surprise when he sat down on the couch and yanked her over his knee.


For a moment, Alanna was so shocked that she couldn’t do more than lay there. She regained her senses quickly, however. Bracing her hands on his well-muscled thigh, she tried to push herself upright, but a strong hand on her back held her firmly in place.


“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she demanded, craning her neck to look at him over her shoulder. “Let me up, you...Owwwww!”


Alanna’s eyes went wide as she felt his hand come down on her upturned bottom. He was spanking her! Just what the heck was going on here? First, he had grabbed her, then he had threatened her with his sword, and now, he was spanking her. Who the hell did he think he was, manhandling her like this? Crazy jerk! Too angry to even be the least bit scared of the guy now, she struggled to free herself.


“How dare you!” she cried, beating her fist against his leg as hard has she could. “Let me go right now!”


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Paige

CharmedGirl
September 5th, 2008, 04:16 PM
I want what sort of fun she's going to have with the hot guy.

The cover is beautiful.

Paige Tyler
September 5th, 2008, 07:56 PM
I want what sort of fun she's going to have with the hot guy.

The cover is beautiful.

LOL! Alanna falls hard for the hunky pirate, that's for sure! And definitely has a lot of fun doing it. I had a reader tell me that's the story just grabbed her heart and squeezed. I was so flattered! And yes, I agree, that cover is gorgeous!

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Paige

hollie
September 6th, 2008, 01:42 PM
oh pirates i like piratesBouncy Icon Smilie

Paige Tyler
September 6th, 2008, 07:58 PM
oh pirates i like piratesBouncy Icon Smilie

LOL! I've totally got a think for pirates, too! And Garren is yummy! Not to mention pretty funny when he starts discovering all the modern conveniences!

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Paige