In this story I´ll use The Carpathians´ race from Christine Feehan´s books; I´m not English and because of that is possible that the grammar and the spelling of words are wrong; so... Please review! And write if I should continue.

The dream

She was running through the lonely streets of the old village; trembling, her heart beating wild. Someone wanted her, she knew it and couldn´t do anything about it... He was approaching... She had to scape!

Wait a second...He? Why did she know it was he?

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the end of the way and she stoped abruptly.

It couldn´t be! He was behind her and now...

The dark man took one step forward and the full moon´s rays touched his features; ebony long hair, pale skin, sweet kissable lips and velvety blue eyes.

Kissable lips!? She was 50 metres away! Obviously she didn´t see them...But someway she remembered how she felt when he touched her skin with slow kisses...

WHAT!!

With a chuckle he walked towards her

"So, you still remember"He murmured loud enough for her to hear.

"WHO the devil are you? She yelled.

Aimee woke up sweating and looked to the clock beside her bed: 9.00 am.

"It was a dream. Good God! Just a dream...better...a nightmare" She sighted with relief.

"I won´t eat more barbecue hamburgers at night. Specially while seeing horror movies alone"she swore while walking to the bathroom to change clothes.

After a shower and with a fresh white dress she went down the stairs to brake her fast.