If you like romance and suspense, I hope you'll enjoy "Christmas in New Orleans." To read and download the story, click this link.
"Christmas in New Orleans" offers a preview of a new edition of "The Chloe Chronicles" that I will release in summer 2018.
I adapted "Christmas in New Orleans" from a sequence in "The Chloe Chronicles." The book follows the adventures of Chloe Bareaux —her sheltered upbringing in Parisian high society, her bold move to New York to pursue her lifelong dream of breaking into the movies, and falling in love with a hot young writer named Alex Michaud.
This is an excerpt from "Christmas in New Orleans":
Chloe awoke in darkness, covered in sweat and gasping for air. She reached for her phone, knocking over a vase on the nightstand. She picked up the vase and glanced at the glowing cellphone screen, which indicated it was just after midnight.
At the sound of a knock on the door of the Michauds' guest room, she started.
"Honey, it's me. Can I come in?"
Chloe slumped in relief, recognizing her boyfriend Alex's voice. "Sure."
He padded into the room in pajama bottoms and sat next to her on the bed.
"Hi," she said in a whisper, placing her hand on his bare, ripped chest, comforted by his presence.
"Hi," he said softly, stroking her hair. "I heard a noise and thought I'd come in and make sure you're okay."
Chloe remained silent for a moment, turning her gaze to the moonlight streaming in through the balcony door and curtains swaying in the breeze.
"I had a nightmare," she said.
Alex's brow wrinkled into a concerned expression. "About what?"
Chloe shifted in bed, suddenly uncomfortable in spite of Alex's soothing demeanor. "Red."
"Huh?" Alex looked confused.
"Red," she repeated. "In the dream, that building we passed today was all covered in red. Just red — not red and green, not Christmas colors. Just red." She shivered in spite of the warm bayou breeze. "It was like the building was oozing blood."
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