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About the Book
The Dreamrunners Society, Book One
Genre: Paranormal/Romantic Suspense
Number of pages: estimated 220 pages
Word Count: 65K
Sometimes danger comes in a dream…
Plagued by nightmares of terrorist bombings, Lara Freberg is a so-called Lost One, unaware of her psychic gift for literally being in two places at once. While her true body sleeps, her twin is helplessly drawn to scenes of unspeakable horror. Kidnapped by a corrupt, CIA-like organization determined to exploit her abilities, Lara is given no choice. Cooperate or die. Until the midnight spying missions that make her the willing prisoner of an erotic stranger. Does she dare trust him with her warning of a future attack on American soil?
Jack Mayfield will never forgive himself for being too late to free Lara from the Greys, sworn enemies of The Dreamrunners Society. An elite front line operative, Jack is able to find and save the Lost Ones no one else can. Nothing, however, can prepare him for the shock of losing the woman who holds the key to unlocking his war weary heart. Now Jack is in a race for her life. Lara’s dreaming half may be able to drive him wild with passion, but can he believe her when she says the Greys haven’t turned her against him and the Society?
It won’t be easy to rescue his one true love from certain death.
Note: Dangerous Dreams is expanded from and inspired by the short story “In Her Dreams,” by Aileen Harkwood.
My Rating: 5 Stars!
“She wanted. She wanted so much she couldn’t have. A haven. Raw sex. Understanding. Wildness. She had no idea what this was, if she was really here, if he existed, if there were one or two of her or him. She didn’t think about the interrogation room or Grey Man. Lara simply didn’t care. At this moment, she felt instinctively safe in the arms of the man who claimed her lips with ruthless passion.”
Dark and captivating, with a story and characters that get under your skin, and a reality intermingled with dreams and frightening nightmares, Dangerous Dreams is the start to what is sure to become one of my favorite series. Violence and political intrigue lurk in the shadows of an intense romance forged by an undeniable and mysterious connection between two Dreamrunners, or humans with a special ability to leave their bodies and travel instantly to distant places. Lara does not know that she is special, and Jack must save her from those that will torture and even kill her for her gift.
The story is fast-paced and filled with action and surprising plot twists. The author does an excellent job of weaving important information about the Dreamrunners in to the flow of the story. Facts are revealed in perfect timing with the action, just enough to make sense, but never too much to be overwhelming. The ins and outs of being a Dreamrunner could become complicated or confusing, but it’s a seamless part of the story.
I could not put this book down. Lara and Jack’s mysterious connection is filled with heat and passion, and I was instantly engaged in their story, desperate for them to find and save each other. They offer each other a safe place, a connection the neither have ever had with another person. It is clear that their story is just beginning; that they will need all of the strength that they have shown and more to survive what is to come. I am hopelessly invested in this couple and and desperate to read more of their story and continue the story of The Society, Dreamrunners, and the Lost Ones.
“They would live or they would die, but they would do it together.”
*I received a complimentary copy of the book in exchange for a fair and honest review.
Lara opened her eyes and found herself standing at the foot of a bed with a rust-colored spread. She recognized this place immediately as the room, the one in the photograph they’d shown her. Pain radiated up her right arm to her chest from the last touch of the electrodes, reminding her what would happen if she didn’t obey.
How had she gotten here? Was this yet another dream? A hallucination? All of it looked so real, felt real, like she was really here. Why would they want her to dream about this room?
“You see the window?” someone said to her.
Lara started nervously, the voice rattling her. It sounded as if he was inches from her ear, but when she turned her head to look, no one was there.
She heard another noise, so slight she thought she might have imagined it. She glanced toward the room’s bed.
Someone was watching her. A man.
She cried out in surprise, or tried to, but nothing came out of her mouth. Her voice didn’t exist here.
From a prone position, head on a pillow, he bolted upright to a sitting position. His hand shot toward the nightstand. Lara saw a gun there and shrank back in fear, but when he reached for it, he couldn’t grasp or pick up the firearm.
He tried again, but could not lift it free.
Frustrated, he turned back toward her. He was in the darkest part of the room and she couldn’t make out his features.
“The window,” Grey Man’s disembodied voice hissed in her ear. “Go to the window.”
Lara was in a near fugue state, her mind overwhelmed. She didn’t know where she was. Was she here in this place that seemed so real? Or back in the cell with Grey Man? She didn’t feel right. She didn’t feel real. Panic ignited along her spine, telling her she was about to die. It stripped away any coherent thought.
Please. She didn’t know what she begged for, only that she begged.
“Go. To. The. Window.”
Lara started to obey.
“Stop!” the man on the bed shouted. He leapt to his feet, but didn’t come closer. “Don’t move,” he ordered.
Deep, rumbling, his voice startled her. She froze in place, apparently willing to take orders from anyone now.
“Not a muscle,” the man said. “I’m deadly serious. What you’re doing, you’re not doing it right. You’ve put yourself in danger by coming here like this.”
He took another step forward, edging into the golden light.
The man she’d hallucinated in her bedroom.
Like the first time she’d seen him, he wore jeans and nothing else, the ripple of toned abs on display as he stalked toward her. She’d glimpsed only a little of his face the first time, but she saw the same panther-black hair and granite set to his jaw. Only this time she noticed that one of his cheeks, the left one, wasn’t quite right, the bones slightly out of alignment with the rest of his face. It didn’t look entirely natural. Had he been in an accident? His cheekbone shattered some time in the past?
His dark eyes remained in shadow, refusing to tell her whether or not she could trust him. The glow she’d seen around him in her bedroom was still there, reflecting off his smoothly muscled chest.
Pain shot through Lara. Back in the cell, where they kept her body, Grey Man used the car battery again. Her muscles and joints contracted, convulsed, the fire of electricity burning its way up her arm, reaching for her brain. Her heart stopped. She couldn’t breathe.
“The window, Lara,” Grey Man said. “Or this continues.”
She started toward the rust-colored drapes.
The man with black hair vaulted over the bed and suddenly blocked her way. He put a hand up to gesture for her to stop, but didn’t touch her.
“Your body isn’t stable,” he said. “I know you probably don’t know what I’m talking about, but every step you take while you’re like this has the potential to kill you. You can’t touch anything here.”
Though taller than most women, Lara was forced to look up into his face. Their eyes met, and as had happened in her bedroom, recognition clicked. She knew him. She’d found him without ever having known she was looking. He was really there. Standing in front of her.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said. “I want to help you.”
Joy soared through her for the briefest fraction of a second.
“An evil man lives in that room,” Grey Man whispered in her ear. “A terrorist. You’re there to find out his location, where he’s hiding.”
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About the Author
Aileen Harkwood is a die hard fan of the mysteries, thrills and romances life has to offer and has wanted to write her own since she penned her first, safely-hidden-away-in-a-drawer-never-to-see-the-light-of-day novel in high school. She has a B.A. in Creative Writing, and resides in the Southern Rockies of the United States with her family, a Labrador with an extensive chew stick collection, and two cats named after birds.