Fantasy, yet believable, a haunting love story, intrigue filled with betrayal, and horrific deeds fill the pages of this story of intense plots and complex characters
Michael discovers Angelica… from another dimension
He did precisely that. Later that afternoon the television was on in the den, all the lights were still lit, and Michael was sound asleep on the couch. All of a sudden his sleep was interrupted by a light so bright it literally blinded him when he started to open his eyes. He quickly closed them, but the light penetrated his eyelids. All he saw was the blinding, glaring brightness, although slightly subdued by his tightly closed eyes. After a few seconds the light began to dim. Very slowly, Michael squinted and began to open his eyes. What he saw astounded him.
Sitting directly in front of him in a lounge chair was a person. As his vision returned to normal, he could see that the figure was a woman. A very beautiful woman. Michael was speechless. Here was a stranger in his home, sitting directly in front of him with a subtle smile on her face, Michael couldn’t talk. He had questions to ask. “Who are you? How did you get here? What do you want?” But he couldn’t articulate a single word.
There was a reason why he couldn’t speak. This person, this woman, was the most incredibly beautiful being he had ever seen. She had shoulder-length, natural blond hair, and eyes that made a beautiful, clear day seem dull. Her bronzed skin appeared pore less, and even though she was seated, what Michal could see of her body belied a figure that both men and women would die for. What Michael saw sitting across from him was absolute perfection.
With a sensual smile the woman broke the silence, and spoke with a voice so haunting it too consumed him. He remained in a state of awe, a state of total submission, as she greeted him with, “Hello, Michael. You’ve had a very unpleasant, harrowing day, haven’t you? It was your thoughts that saved the day, and I must admit, I also found them quite funny and entertaining.” She paused for a second, then continued, “I’m sorry, let me introduce myself, My name is Angelica, and I know you have a lot of questions for me. So let me first give you some information, and then I will answer all of your questions.”
No longer speechless, Michael was convinced he was hallucinating and maybe, just maybe, may need his wife’s services as a psychiatrist. Regardless, he found his hallucination quite intriguing, even downright sexy. He decided to participate by first listening to the apparition’s introduction of herself, and then to get involved with his own hallucinatory dialogue. But before he could do so he was interrupted by Angelica. She whispered, “You are not hallucinating Michael, I am real.”