Seven Kisses: A Beauty And The Beast Dark Romance - Plot & Excerpts
These terrible, nauseating, pain-inducing dreams… Gabrielle rolled onto her side and wrapped her arms around her pillow. Curling her legs until her knees met her elbows, she turned the pillow around so she was holding it like a small, squishy person. That was better. Ouch. Why did her forearms hurt so much? They felt burnt, or… Burnt! In her mind’s eye, she saw the fire. She smelled that strange scent of burning curtains, bubbling paint, singed carpets. A house fire smelled nothing like a camp fire. Camp fire was comforting, controlled, contained. House fire was toxic, disintegrating, destroying. Murderous. Pushing that memory away, Gabrielle rolled onto her back and gazed up at the ceiling. Wait a minute… Where was she? This wasn’t her apartment. This wasn’t her bed. It also wasn’t the place she’d dreamed of, with the witch and the beast and the machine and the monkeys. This room had a window, which looked out on a sculpture garden. The walls were painted hospital green and the floors were the same dark wooden slats she’d walked on when she’d arrived.
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