To end this month of Alphabet Authors, I'm finally doing my giveaway. Below I will post an excerpt from my book. Either respond to this post or click here to email me your response. The winner of a free eBook copy of Only in Her Dreams will be selected from those that respond. Please submit your response by Friday, October 3rd!

Only in Her Dreams
~ Excerpt ~
… he captured her mouth in a breath-stopping, mind-blowing kiss. They lay pressed together, her hands captured by his. She couldn’t think, all she could do was feel and, oh, the sensations. When the kiss ended, she opened her eyes and looked up into those of her lover. She saw Jack’s silver grey gaze shining down at her. He captured both of her wrists in one hand while the other explored the contours of her body once again. She gasped his name as she closed her eyes, focusing on the magic his fingers created.
But something wasn’t right…her eyelids lifted and she gasped. Her hands were still bound, but her lover was gone. All of the wonderful, erotic sensations turned to fear and pain, and she was falling. She plunged into icy blackness fast and deep. The impact of hitting the surface knocked the breath out of her before the water closed over her head. The ties around her hands impeded her ability to pull herself to the top and her lungs were starting to burn, but she continued to fight. She felt hands grip her, seeming to stop her upward progress, and she struggled against them. Black spots bloomed and spread, filling her vision, blocking out everything until she was locked in darkness.
“Come on, angel, wake up. You’re dreaming. Come out of it.”
Rachel fought against the force holding her down.
“Rachel!” At the commanding call of her name, she snapped awake.
“Oh, God!” She clutched at him, needing his strength and his warmth to chase away the cold. He lay down next to her in the bed and pulled her tightly against him. He rubbed gentle circles on her back and down her arm.
“You scared me,” he said, his voice low and raspy. “I could hear you moaning and gasping from my room. I came in to see if you were okay. You were fighting as though your life depended on it.”
Rachel let herself be hugged, comforted. Laying her head on his bare chest, she could hear the strong, steady beat of his heart. “I’m fine now.”
“It sounded like you were struggling to breathe.” He pulled her tighter, buried his lips against her hair.
She tried to let it soothe her, but frustration was taking the lead now. “The dream is changing, Jack. I’m getting more details, but
I don’t know what they mean. It’s like watching disconnected scenes from a movie.”
“Tell me.”
She told him everything, fear and embarrassment filling her.
“I don’t know what it all means. It just doesn’t make any sense. What is the point of being psychic if I don’t even understand my own premonition?” She rolled free of him and pounded her fist against the mattress as she stared up at the ceiling. “I’m getting so sick of these cryptic messages. I want life to go back to normal. I want this to all be over.” She rolled again so that her back was to him. He spooned her, wrapping his arms around her waist, squeezing.
“I know, angel, but there’s nothing we can do about it tonight. Try to relax,” he said. He pressed a kiss to her ear, his breath warm and soothing. She felt his hand stroke her hair. It struck her as odd that this man, who she’d only known for a short while, was a comfort to her. She was used to dealing with what life threw at her on her own.
Her mother’s abilities scared the heck out of people. So for the most part, it had been just the two them. Now Jack was here, offering his support despite his skepticism. He was quickly becoming her safety net. The irresistible pull between them had been there from the first moment she’d looked into his eyes after fishing him out of the harbor. And it tugged harder at her every day.
She didn’t know what to do anymore. She didn’t know what repercussions there would be if she let her desire for Jack take control. A small part of her didn’t care about the consequences. If she was going to be killed, she may as well enjoy the time she had left. Exhaustion caught up with her and she could feel the beginnings of a headache. Snuggling closer to Jack, she fell into a blessedly dreamless sleep.
And now for the really simple question. How does Rachel describe her dream?

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Rayna Vause