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Thanks again for taking the time to read this book. Your support means everything
Kristen
Unanswered Questions?
There are some things that happened in Blur that I want to address, as many people have questioned the ‘instant’ romances that took place in the story.
Normal?
Eh, probably not. But that’s the beauty of writing fiction. Anything is possible. For example, the vampires in my story have a hypnotic (I use the term “Charm” in later books) quality about them. In other words, Nikki’s mother fell for Caleb quickly, because he’s a vampire. The Night Roamers have a special kind of… pheromone, I guess you could say. The same was the case for Nikki. When she met Ethan in the diner, the charming began and that’s why she became so enamored with him, and so fast. As far as Duncan goes… well that started out as an innocent crush, which happens all the time to teenaged girls. Would she have still jumped all over him in the truck if she hadn’t just been around Ethan?
More than likely – No.
She liked Duncan, but the pheromone or charm really messed with her hormones, thus, she just couldn’t help herself.
Anyway, I hope this cleared a couple of things up. Thanks again for reading and taking the chance on an Indie Author.
Kristen Middleton
Enchanted Secrets
(Witches of Bayport)
By
Kristen Middleton
Copyright © 2013 by Kristen Middleton
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Prologue
Salem, Oregon – 25 Years Earlier
“Wake up, girls,” whispered mother, shaking her gently. “It’s time to leave.”
Adrianne’s eyes snapped open and she smiled with giddiness.
Awake?
Who could sleep on a night like this?
The truth was, she’d been lying there wide awake and restless for most of the night, ever since mother had promised to take her and Vivian to the Moonlight Dance.
“Get dressed quickly,” she ordered. “Make sure Vivian gets moving, too. And, please, don’t either of you make a peep when you come downstairs.”
Adrianne turned to her sister, who was still sleeping soundly on their double-bed. “Wake up,” she whispered, squeezing her wrist.
“Leave me alone,” moaned Vivian, slapping her hand away. “Can’t you see… I’m dreaming?”
“Viv, mom’s taking us to the Moonlight Dance, don’t you remember?” she prodded.
Vivian sucked in her breath and opened her eyes. “Oh. I almost forgot. Did mother tell you it was time?”
Adrianne stood up and stretched her arms. “Yes. She also said that we have to move quickly and… not wake father.”
Vivian, now fully awake and just as excited as Adrianne, threw away her comforter and scooted out of bed. “Well, what are you waiting for? We don’t want to keep mother waiting or she might change her mind.”
“Oh, Viv, I’m so excited!” gushed Adrianne, her blue eyes sparkling. “This is going to be the best night ever, I just know it.”
“Let’s hope so,” said Vivian. “I hate getting out of bed when the sun hasn’t yet risen.”
“I know me, too. But this will definitely be worth it.”
Both girls quickly removed their long cotton nightgowns and slipped into hooded robes made of crushed black velvet, with a red silk lining that felt cool against their bare skin.
“This robe feels strange and almost… sinful,” said Adrianne. “I wonder if we should wear something underneath?”
Vivian shook her head. “No. Mother said not to wear anything. Not even our shoes.”
Adrianne sighed. “At least there won’t be any boys around. I’d simply die if one caught me dancing around with barely anything on.”
“Oh, I don’t know, I wouldn’t mind dancing for Eric McDermott, even if I was in the nude,” smiled Vivian wickedly. “He’s pretty cute.”
Adrianne’s face turned red. They were only seventeen years old and Vivian sometimes said the most outlandish things. “Oh, my gosh, you’d really do that?”