Dreams Onyx Resort Novels & Stories

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

“Loyalty looks good on you.” Sophia tilted her head. “So… you and Damian, back to normal?” Selene smirked wider. “Better than normal. We’re going on a weekend getaway at The Golden Mirage Resort. Ocean view suite. Champagne breakfast. Damian’s making it up to me in the only way he knows how.” Sophia gasped. “Girl, that’s not a trip that’s foreplay in paradise!” They both burst into laughter two snakes toasting to deceit, completely unaware that another predator was already watching from the shadows of fate.

Tensing, I find myself once again reminded of just how much she forgot, and this place, our place, was one of the things. "Does it look familiar?" I ask, hoping beyond hope that maybe she will remember. "Anything?" "No," she admits. "Should I?" Yes, my thoughts say, but my mouth doesn’t move. If she didn’t remember this place for what it was in the past, then I would simply make new memories here with her. "This is Onyx River," I explain. "It’s a natural crystal spot that was the reason for the Petrovs coming to settle here in the old days."

Well you were the one who told me that your ten-year drought broke because a basement servant put on a short dress?" Liam swiveled his tumbler of crystal-clear ice, the single amber splash of luxury bourbon washing against the sides with a rhythmic clink that was entirely lost beneath the heavy bass thumping through the floorboards of the Onyx Lounge. We were tucked deep inside the club's most exclusive VIP alcove, a hidden enclave of dark mahogany panels, plush leather, and heavy velvet drapes that kept the flashing neon strobe lights of the main dance floor at a safe, elite distance.