Mystical Xmas: Paranormal Romance Anthology Box Set Read online

  Suddenly Lara, Jack’s wife, groans and doubles over. Jack yells excitedly, “It’s time! The baby’s coming! We’ve got to get to the hospital. Lara wouldn’t let me tell you, but she’s been in labor for several hours. We’ll see you at the hospital! Congrats, you two!”

  “Everyone get to the hospital! We’ll meet you there in a little while.” states Gray.

  Savannah blushes a bright red when all the catcalls and whistles begin. She looked into Gray’s eyes, and suddenly she knows no one else. All the people and the noise disappear, as she only sees him. “Yeah, we’ll see you in a few.”

  Melanie and Charlotte laugh when Steve and Rob slap Gray on the back and say, “Yeah, we’ll see you in a few.”

  With that, the family leaves the church and heads to the hospital.

  Gray takes Savannah’s hand, to lead her to their new life.

  Night of the Blizzard

  Marissa Storm

  Copyright © 2014 Marissa Storm

  All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

  This book was printed in the United States of America.

  Chapter 1

  The drive up to the mountain cabin is lovely. The leaves have all changed to a beautiful rainbow of colors of red, gold, purple and orange. For miles it is as if God took a paint brush to just paint the colors that would delight our eyes. Domonique and I both enjoy the drive and naturally the company, very much so.

  When we reach the cabin, we don’t go inside; we want to enjoy the beauty. It is extremely cold and the wind is picking up so I have to throw on my snow jacket and Domonique grabs his as well. We spread a blanket. We sit and talk for a little while but then I am still cold even with my jacket on. He puts his arms around me and pulls me to him. Out of the blue it starts snowing like crazy.

  Domonique pulls me on top of him kissing me.

  “You planned to get us snowed in didn’t you.” Domonique was just joking.

  “Samantha, I just wanted to have a little time alone because these past six months have been incredible. I love you, I love your family and I never want to go home. I know I am not rich but I have a good deal of money saved for a home. I want to make that home with you.” He pulls a small gift from his pocket, “Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

  “Oh yes, yes I would love to marry you!”

  I am still lying on top of him and we kiss with more passion than ever before. Domonique stands to his feet and pulls me up. I grab the blanket and we run to the cabin. When we get there I grab the key that was hidden under the rock. We go inside and start a fire in the fireplace.

  Domonique reaches for my hand and pulls me to him. He has already removed his jacket so he helps me to remove mine. As he kisses me, his hands trail each button. When unfastened, Domonique removes it and the jacket falls to the ground. Continuing kissing me, Domonique trails his kisses down my neck as he unbuttons my blouse. My hands now trembling, fumbles with Domonique’s belt then pants button; once undone I un-zip his jeans and slowly lower them allowing my hands to feel his tight rear. Electricity surges through my body as he presses his erection into me, grinding it to my hip; I suddenly realize Domonique has completely undressed me. I stand before him naked and wanting him.

  I reach for his underwear and his manhood springs forth in all its glory to greet me, right in my face. I reach over and pull it to my lips. I have never done this before but it feels like a natural desire to taste his sweet alluring tool. He moans with pleasure as I run my tongue over his shaft and tease the tip of its head. He closes his eyes and throws back his head.

  Domonique grabs my hair and pulling my head to him, begins to pump his tool in and out of my mouth like a machine. His moans become louder and then he yells, “Stop!”

  I quickly stop sucking and licking and jump up. “Are you ok?

  “Oh honey, yes I am terrific, I was about to cum and I do not want to come without you.”

  “Oh Gosh, you scared me to death.”

  Domonique laughs at me. We get on the big queen-size bed and Domonique rolls me over.

  “My turn baby”, he announces.

  Soon his tongue is teasing my clit, sending these amazing feelings through my body that I have never felt before. It is incredible, and I never want him to stop. Domonique slides a finger inside me and it does not sicken me like it had when I was abused; in fact I quite I like it…no I love it, oh my gosh...yes…and he slides another finger inside of me. I nearly go insane.

  “Wow baby, you are so tight.”

  Domonique inserts another finger inside of me stretching me and driving me completely crazy. As is fingers hook around inside me I feel him touching my sweet spot and I feel like I am going to lose my mind.

  Domonique climbs on top of me and slowing pushes his tool inside me, careful not to rush me. I push my hips up begging for him to give me his all. He whispers, “are you sure baby,” and I shake my head, yes. He pushes into me with his all and I cry out with both pain and pleasure. We move in perfect rhythm until I just cannot take it anymore. I scream, “Faster harder, oh my gosh!” Domonique speeds up his movement with mine and we both moan and scream with pleasure and we reach a body convulsing orgasm. Once we have both been totally spent, I roll over. Domonique and I spoons holding each other as we drift off to sleep.

  Chapter 2

  My phone is playing that joyful tune, “Deck the Halls,” over and over. I jump up and grab my phone from my jeans pocket.

  It is dark but I can see it is Mom calling.

  “Mom, I’m sorry time got away from us, we are on our way home now.”

  “Where are you at? I hope you are not driving now?”

  “We are at the cabin, but we can leave right now!’

  “No Samantha, stay there, it is too ruff out. You will never make it home tonight. Wait and see what the roads look like in the morning, please mountains and snow don’t mix.”

  I look out the cabin window and the ground is covered in a white blanket. It is dark out and the snow looks blue where the moon shines down on it. It is beautiful.

  “Mama, I want to be home for Christmas, I cannot believe I didn’t know how bad it was getting. I am so sorry.”

  “Samantha you will be home soon, but stay right where you are until the roads are passable.”

  “Okay, we will stay here but I will be home as soon as I possibly can, I promise.”

  The line dropped.

  “Mama, Mama?”

  I tried to call her back but received a recording that the lines in that area were down.

  “Well baby, looks like you are stuck with me for the night. We are snowed in.”

  Domonique isn’t very concerned. He seems to be glad for the alone time. I know he loves my family and they love him, but I am sure he enjoys having time alone without them. Domonique grabs the last few logs and tosses them on the fire. We kiss and fall together onto the huge king-size bed. Our burning desire takes over and we forget about the raging storm brewing outside.

  When Samantha wakes from her sleep, she is freezing cold, and she notices the fire in the fireplace is almost out. She wakes Domonique in order to have him go out to get some more firewood. He then throws his jacket and boots on so he can go out and get some more wood so we are set for the night.

  When he opens the door, the wind snatched it from his hand and slams it against the cabin wall. You cannot see five feet in front of you because the snow and the wind are dancing together, making twirling snow tornadoes all around. It has become a bitter cold outside that cuts like a knife as you attempt to ste
p foot out the door. I search the cabin and pull together every blanket and candle I can find. We have two oil lamps that we always keep filled for such an occasion as this. I grab everything I can possibly think of that we will need.

  I try again to call home but the phones are still not working. Domonique has been gone for a long while just to get wood. I throw my heavy ski jacket on and bundle up in my scarf and gloves. I throw my boots on and run out to check on Domonique. I try calling his name from the porch, because I know the wind is very strong and I do not want to risk going to the shed if I can avoid it. I get no response at all. I quickly walk across to the shed, and find Domonique lying in the snow with logs on top of him and blood by his head.

  “Oh my God Domonique, Baby, are you okay?”

  Domonique does not move. I reach down and feel his chest. His heart is beating and he is breathing. I try again to wake him. Domonique finally stirs. He is bleeding pretty badly.

  “Oh Domonique baby, I need to get you inside, can you please help me?”

  I finally manage to get Domonique to his feet and help him into the house. Domonique is having a really tough time walking with the pain in his head and the sudden dizziness he is feeling. Once back inside, Domonique collapses onto the bed. I manage to clean the wound and bandage his head, but Domonique needs stiches badly. Blood continues to pour from the wound and Domonique is not waking up. The fire is almost out and the wood is outside still.

  I run out to grab some of the wood lying on the ground, being covered by the snow still piling up outside. I turn to go back inside and I come face to face with a sickly looking wolf. His eyes are staring right at me and he is growling showing his teeth. I can see the drool foaming from the corner of his mouth, drops onto the snow.

  “Oh my god you idiot, Domonique needs me and you are standing in the way! Go, get out of here, and go away!”

  The dang wolf won’t go anywhere, he just stands there. Fear grips my heart as several wolves join him, all staring at me as if I am their next meal. I feel my heart pounding and my feet freeze out of fear and I come face to face now with not one but five wolves, all hungry and all staring right at me.

  Suddenly from behind; the biggest wolf I have ever seen in my life appears. He is hurt and I see he is in pain, yet he appears to be defending me. He looks at the pack of wolves in front of me and growls. I freeze out of fear. This wolf senses my fear and his eyes for just one moment meets mine. I see gentleness inside. Somehow calm comes over me and I feel confused. If he wanted to he could eat me for lunch.

  I start wondering why I am not panicking at this moment, yet instead I find myself fixated on way this bigger wolf seems to control the rest. The entire pack of wolves all turn and walk away defeated without a fight. My hero, this huge wolf has disappeared by the time I turn around.

  I know that Domonique needs stitches and I need to find some string, which I can use to stitch up his head. The fire is almost out inside and it will be getting cold quick, and I am freezing out here

  The snow is getting deeper and the wind whips around nearly knocking me off my feet. I carry the wood and rush in to Domonique. The fire is barely going. I toss the logs on top and use the poker to stir the fire.

  I rummage through my mom’s gadget drawers and comes across the few spools of thread and needles my mother has in the cabin. Picking the strongest of the threads, I thread the smallest needle and taking a deep breath, undress Domonique’s head. I carefully stitch his head like hemming a dress; this is the only way I know how to sew. At this point I am not concerned with how it looks. As I am putting things up I notice, Domonique’s boots are not drying. I place them closer to the fire so that once he awakens we can go home.

  Soon after the stitching is finished, Domonique starts to wake up. He grabs his head and I grab his hand warning him against touching his head.

  “Baby, please don’t touch your head. I had to stitch it up but I am no doctor so you could get it to bleed again.”

  I explained what had happened, but Domonique was in a great deal of pain. His head was hurting quite a bit. I search the medicine cabinet for pain medicine without aspirin because of the blood loss and the fear that he may bleed more, I do not want to give him anything that thins the blood.

  Domonique and I cuddle together, as he caresses my skin gently with his fingertips. All I can think about is keeping each other warm and alive until we can get back down this mountain and home. I know Domonique needs a real doctor and we have very little reserve food and water here if we are forced to stay another day, it will not be very good.

  Chapter 3

  When morning comes, this cabin is freezing cold and Domonique is lying next to me in chills. I know it is up to me to do something to get some help. I throw a few logs on the fire and stir it. The warmth seems to grow instantaneously. I bundle up in my ski jacket gloves and boots and head out walking. I seem to recall a house maybe a mile away but if I head through the woods I should be able to cut some time out.

  I attempted to hurry yet be careful, as I walked through the snow covered leafy bed. The ground beneath my feet was incredibly slick and I tumble to the ground hitting the ground hard with my back side. The pain shot from my spine to my toes. I started to get up when I happened to see a large piece of cardboard nearby. I grab it and slide up on it. I then push myself off for the sleighed ride of my life. Through the woods, dodging trees by pulling up one side or the other; when I reach the clearing of the woods, I can see a house.

  The snow has started falling again and the wind is picking back up. I rise to stand, and although a bit sore, I seem to be just fine to walk. I start towards the house I see off at a distance, but I can barely see a boot in front of my face now. I just have to keep myself walking straight ahead; soon I am face to face with a brick wall.

  I bang on the door but nobody answers. There are no cars in the drive and it appears no one has stayed in the house for a while. I wasn’t sure where another house was and I was terribly afraid I would become lost. This blizzard was blinding and I was having a really hard time finding my way. Going back to the cabin was an uphill climb but I had to push myself because I had to get back to Domonique.

  Walking back up the hill to the cabin, I struggle all the way up. Every now and then I catch a glimpse of that big old wolf leering at me. He seems to be keeping watch over me. I am not sure if I should feel scared or comforted by his constant presence. Out of nowhere, the pack of wolves are back. They are staring me in the eyes, but I see no gentleness in their eyes. Fear causes me to freeze in my tacks. I can’t run, I can’t scream. My voice won’t come, but the big wolf from our back yard had come to help. He placed himself between me and the other wolves, and one by one, they all dropped back leaving me alone.

  I get back to the cabin and when I open the door, Domonique is gone from the bed. I run through the cabin looking for him and calling his name. He has disappeared. I run back out and scream his name. Domonique rounds the corner of the barn quickly. As he comes around the barn, a see a glimpse of the wolf and then see my man; they are two in the same. I feel faint. I almost fall over a log behind me. Domonique rushes to my side and holds me in his arms.

  “Are you okay?

  “Oh my, gosh, baby, I was so scared.”

  “I am just fine. I had a wonderful sexy nurse that nursed me back to health. I am one lucky guy.” Now it is my turn to take care of you. Now go in and relax and let me gather some wood and I will be in to cook you a nice dinner.”

  “Oh my, I think I have died and gone to heaven. Okay Mr. Domonique Jamison, I am going in and putting my tired cold feet up.”

  “Okay love, I will be in as fast as I can.”

  “Oh please don’t get in a real big hurry because your safety is the most important thing.”

  We smile at each other as I walk back in to rest. I think I will wait to talk to him about what I saw. Maybe I was just seeing things. After all, I am tired, hungry and just cold. At this point all I can think of is how extremely luc
ky I am to have such a wonderful man. He is going to quickly spoil me at this rate.

  Domonique goes out the door and I hear noises out the front door. I think to myself, “I know Domonique just went out the back door so what the heck.” As I step out on the porch to check it out.

  “Hello, is anyone out there?” I yell out into the dark night.

  I hear nothing back. As I turn to go back inside I hear a growl very close to me. The hairs on my arms stood up as I froze in my tracks.

  “Holy crap; go, go away, go on now, go!”

  Domonique hears me yell and comes running. He swings open the door at as he looks and sees what is going on, I see him transform into a big beautiful wolf. He stands and stares the wolf down that is right by my leg. The other wolf retreats and runs away.

  Soon after the crazy wolf had gone, my sexy hero transformed back into my man and I found myself incredibly turned on by the man-wolf in front of me. This Alfa male was what I had only read about. I never knew they truly existed. I wanted him to take me and ravish me right then and there.

  I run and grab him, kissing him passionately. We fall down upon the bed as we continue kissing. We undress each other with haste and we both are completely lost in the moment. His fingers find their way inside me.

  “Oh wow baby, you are always so wet.”

  “That is because you turn me on so freaking much.”

  I take his huge manhood in my mouth, teasing and licking along the lip of his head. As I work my way down his shaft, Domonique grabs the sheets and squeezes them in his fists and his moans turns to screams.

  “Oh baby what you do to me.”

  “This is just the beginning baby, you just wait.”

  Chapter 4