coming 12/7/2009 from eXcessica
Find out what happens when the Spirit of Christmases Yet To Come falls in love with his charge.
Length: Short Story
Format: eBook
Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance
Mystical Being: Ghost
Warnings: Graphic Language
EXCERPT:
This night was his moment of truth each year.
His body, close to solidifying now, trembled a bit at his
daunting task at hand. Each year on Christmas Eve
as families slept with the expectations of the most
joyous day of the year, he was charged with becoming
the physical representation of death. His work was to
show one chosen soul the empty future their current
life would grant them. The visions he created were
persuasions for change, to seek out their potential to
diligently transform others lives. His visit was a gift.
It was his contribution to the betterment of the world.
A chill went down his back as he stood but a
foot away watching her, his current assignment. She
gave a hasty yank to pull aside one panel of the rich
rose-colored window covering. He cringed in
anticipation of the rod and curtains falling to the
wooden floor, while she continued on incognizant of
the possibility to the couch. Throwing her body down
haphazardly, her head rolled toward the small portion
of window revealing to her the outside world.
Following her gaze, he looked out at the stunning array
of elaborately decorated homes. A stray tear weaved
its way over her cheek glimmering with the light of only
the TV. Her own living room remained barren of
Christmas lights even on December twenty-fourth.
